Only in my dreams shall I see the face of hope
For the walls around me have become nothing but a prison cell
How I long to reach out, take hold and never let go
But I let go in what I thought was a dream and I fell
I remember the life running away from me when I began descending
And I remember the cage, My sweet...sweet home
Life flashing before my eyes, The forgotten past I was remembering
The face of a shallow wound, A thousand scars I've come to know
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