A grain of sand in the wind
In a desert of vain searches
A life without a purpose
May be the worst of all curses
Rocking on a tightrope
Survival rather than fullness
Smiles without a goal
A state of perpetual dullness
Live for today
Yesterday is gone
Tomorrow may never come
Time flies
Like a magic carpet ride
Staring at the wall
Looking Pictures of my dreams
Hindsight
Defying the sands of time
Wandering over shattered pieces from reality
I'm the architect of my own dreams
I don't want to live the cosmic sim
Reflecting on foolish mistakes
Flying high across my memories
Clinging to concrete hopes
Waiting up to live new stories
No regrets for what was done
Just for what was left to do
Then one realizes how short life is
When the ghost of time haunts you
Live for today
Yesterday is gone
Tomorrow may never come
Time flies
Like a magic carpet ride
Staring at the wall
Looking pictures of my dreams
Hindsight
Defying the sands of time
Wandering over shattered pieces from reality
I'm the architect of my own dreams
I don't want to live the cosmic sim
Lying on a mattress made of shadows from the past
I've been locked in this madness prison
I don't want to live this life
If I cannot escape from insanity
If I cannot escape from reality
Time flies
Like a magic carpet ride
Staring at the wall
Looking pictures of my dreams
Hindsight
Defying the sands of time
Wandering over shattered pieces from reality
I'm the architect of my own dreams
I don't want to live the cosmic sim
Lying on a mattress made of shadows from the past
I've been locked in this madness prison
I don't want to live this life
If I cannot escape from insanity
If I cannot escape from reality
If I cannot escape from insanity
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