You think were the only ones who exist in this life

There is infinite distance with minor comprehension

We are and ignorant race

Who's motive is so plain

To simply exist in this lifetime, a cyclical reason to live

What is beyond this physical planet in which we reside

Our minds are closed to the thought of, anything beyond this light

As you sleep your soul is then lifted from your conscious being derived

Who you thought you were is nothing but a fragment of your existence in time

Think, of a wonderland-esque world, a brand new template in which

You control the product of this realm you create

I’ve come to understand

How to lend my mind ascend

I've walked too far to see the end

(Whoa, whoa, whoa)

I've come to understand

How to lend my mind ascend

I’ve walked too far to see the end

I cannot change the lives, around me

Only the man i was, before

No, not one man, is capable of learning, what it means to live our lives

But we take these steps to unravel by remembering themes in our dreams