I Was Cold In A Dream

Somewhere Close To The Surface

Between The Ice And The Stream

There Is Three Inches Of Air

So I Swam Towards The Light

I Let My Breath Get There First

When I Opened My Eyes

I Saw Myself In The Mirror

And I Knew I Would Do Like My Father Has Done

Yes, We Will Never Break From These Chains

Your Life Is Gonna Course Like A History Book

Don't Be Frightened Of Turning The Page

Cause It's Is All The Same

It Will Always Be The Same