Album: We Forget
All my dreams are gone Day delayed by the fog,
Reversed itself at this dawn over the moor where I was lying alone
Last December, I remember, even asleep, I craved for my dreams
For the dreams that painted my years
Stars were fading slowly on the mourning horizon,
We inhaled that fog, now transparent and oblivious
It was the first day of the rest of our lives
Are we ever awake?