hey, do you hear that sound? it’s the sound of the lost gone found, it’s the sound of the mute gone loud. it’s the sound of a new start. oh, you don’t need a thing, you already know you are right as you are.
i make all that i believe in dreams so real. i set myself free.
i can’t fake the daytime, i found an entrance to escape into the dark. i’ve got false lights for the sun - it’s an artificial nocturne.
free falling ~
is this my life? am i breathing underwater?