Perfection is perception
No meanings are identical...

A whisper is heard from a distance
A man's eyes turn toward the sound...

It's easier spoken than acted
It's simplier piled under your mind...

Knowledge is one who peers at the world with...
But doesn't cast away hope...

Heavy heart, heavy head
Can't get much rest tonight...

How can I distinguish the real from the fantasy?
The lost from the found...

Don't wash away the stress I feel,
or vanish away all the pain...

I am a thorn on the rose of life
I seep through your skin, cut you within...

Beneath all you see,
what could lie beyond...

Lying restlessly on the floor
Listening to the clock ticking second by second...

Unable to drift away
Rest is not an option...

I watch my dreams pass me by
One by one, they dissapear...