Текст: Tad Morose. Reflections. Fading Pictures.

I see myself standing beside my bed
Bad thoughts are going through my head
Over and over I think of the past
One good memory came to me at last

Every breath feels like a long long time
Fading pictures are crossing my mind
I want to live my life again
Maybe I will do much better then

I can't feel the pain I think I'm going insane

Heaven... is tomorrow lost to me
Forever trapped within the hour glass
Rising... falling in and out in time
Slowly drowning in the sand

I am all alone in this endless dream
Everyone is different so it has to be
I feel a cold wind blowing through my soul
Heaven is calling so I have to go

Heaven is calling

[Solo]

I have to free my mind
From thoughts that I believed were right
It's very Hard to understand
That this is apart of human life

I can't feel the pain I think I'm going insane

Heaven... is tomorrow lost to me
Forever trapped within the hour glass
Rising... falling in and out in time
Slowly drowning in the sand