• In the forest without night or day
    Where people dream the distorted nightmares
    That flash across sewn up eyelids

    Casting aside the curtain of sleep
    I face the window meant only for me
    Waiting to go someplace wonderful

    But even if I escape this place
    And steal the night sky away
    Would it matter someday?

    There is no such promise beyond these walls
    But I'll go on anyways
    I'm gonna search for the sweet things
    Even if it takes me far away

    From now on my fears will sleep
    Within the hush-a-bye
    Disobeying the dreamers and thinkers

    I'll open this window and run
    To the place where the sky is high