to become a hero

I've dreamed it would be taken by an empty hand and would lead me away from here.

The light that shines through the window, it's the first friend I've made on the floor.

Sometimes, it's like magic when several ordinary things overlap, or sometimes it's just magic that resides there.

But it might've been the devil that wouldn't let me wake up from this dream.

I realized I'm a bird crying, trapped in a cage.

Learning what I've lost, I can never get back.

Why does my body want to keep living?

What does my heart really want?

The world breathes in, proving it and I's life, exhaling over and over again.

Now, I can hear the key turning, hearing the things I've searched for in a whisper.

My red blood cycling through my body, I pull the invisible string.

Separating myself from night and day, constantly faced with choices.

No matter the offers given, everything I treasure is still out of reach.

Do you want to regain it?

Or do you just long for it?

Disappearing beyond the bonfire?

Well, let's go now. We're not here yet.

How far do we go til we wake up?

In a dream that doesn't exist or fade away.

If you truly still want to move forward,

Sing the song of the wind that blows through you until the dawn.

No matter who is lost, the stars will continue to revolve.

Tomorrow turning today into the past.

In this cruelly perfect world, I stumble down my narrow path.

Now, the drum of my echoing heart, leads me on my only path.

My feet still doubting, but I know they will carry us forward.

Why does my body want to keep living?

What does my heart really want?

The world breathes in, proving it and I's life, exhaling over and over again.

Now, I can hear the key turning, hearing the things I've searched for in a whisper.