With eyes closed and arms held outI waited to embrace the change that the world would surely bringBut instead i found that we are nothing more than puzzle pieces just trying to fit inHaving no reason to believe

We spend all our days living in constant reverieConsulting pride and fear in the confines of our mindsWe spend all our days living in constant of reverie Wishing the world to gain not understanding what We've lost

What a deceiving offer, that [bad word] is just dollars awayfor those who bend their branches, [bad word] will decayBut In this world I have discovered that new [bad [bad word] and goLike fairy tales forgotten, never to be re-told

In our unawakened state, absolute [bad word] is an inconvenienceSo we can choose [bad word] and half-liesAll the while the stitches that hold us together dissolve, and we begin to fall apart

..Dreamcatcher..

We spend all our days living in constant reverie Consulting pride and fear in the confines of our mindWe spend all our days living in a state of reverieWishing the world to gain not understanding what we've lost

With eyes never open, how can we see we're broken?