The Good Book

Well I had a dream that I
Couldn’t pick a part from the sky
The earth and the trees the ground and the breeze
The day and the night

And I figured out that my life
Was inside the blink of an eye
One day you’re asleep, one day you’re awake
And one day you die

Oh life is a dream that we barely control
It tears at the seams that reality holds
But every time I try to explain it

I can’t fix it I can’t feel it
I lost my hands I lost my soul
The more and more I try to control it
The more and more it gets out of control

Oh the good book says I’m weak but I’m just unlucky thats
The good book says I’m weak but I’m just unlucky that’s all

Well I had a dream that I
Traded my eye for an eye
But words became the dream the books started to sing
The pixels came alive

Oh life is a dream that only time will erase
We build up the walls with the smile on our face
And every time I try to explain it

I can’t fix it I can’t feel it
I lost my hands I lost my soul
The more and more I try to control it
The more and more it gets out of control

Oh the good book says I’m weak but I’m just unlucky thats
The good book says I’m weak but I’m just unlucky thats
The good book says I’m weak hell, I must be human after all.