We all knew we built a castle out of sand.
It was foolish for me to continue, fooling myself
this is a castle out of rock, a castle that is impenetrable, unbreakable.
Stupid illusion that set like engraving into flesh,
Etched into my brain, into my bones.
When an illusion breaks comes the disenchantment of the world around you
Everything looked happy didn't it back then?
Our laughter, our eyes, smallest caress to kisses we shared when we thought no one was looking.
Back then we could smile even in the gravest of situations.
Did you ever realize,
all we did was to cover the problems, cracks showing reality with more paints of illusion?
When darkness shone through the cracks,
We should have accepted it, embraced it, held it.
Use it like Theseus used his ball of wool to get in and out of labrynth
Lead us to the reality that we refused to recognize
We thought we could endlessly paint beautiful drawing where
no contrasts exists
no photo negatives
no darkness
no worries
endlessly repaint and repaint until nothing but our world existed.
All canvas has to be changed after a certain amount of painting has been applied.
You can't redraw things on it forever.
By repainting we have done nothing but ruin our first dream.
Now darkness shines.
Ever larger, ever brighter, ever stronger, ever tauntingly.
Forget our dreams. They held us back long enough.
It's time to set sail again in the styx.
We need to find our way back.
Now darkness shines, ever glorious.
This is my last good night, last good bye.
We all knew we built a castle out of sand.
I need to move away from you.
It's time to set sail again in the styx.
Yet I'd gladly fall asleep in your arms.
This is my last good night, last good bye.
Close your eyes...
Sleep till the dawn...
When you awake I probably won't be here.
It's time to set sail again in the styx,
This is my last good night, last good bye.
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