Strange Is How I Truly Feel

When I Watch The World Outside

Everything Appears Unreal

With Nowhere Left To Hide



When I Was Younger The Light In My Room

Would Stay On With The Light Of The Moon

Now The Comfort I Had In Such Things

Is Broken And So Are My Wings



Afraid Is What I Truly Am

Of Nothing And All There Is

Wouldn't Help Me If You Gave A Damn

Wouldn't Bring Me Bliss



When I Was Younger The Light In My Room

Would Stay On With The Light Of The Moon

Now The Comfort I Had In Such Things

Is Broken And So Are My Wings