Flowers Never Bend With The Rainfall

Through the C#corridors of Fmisleep 
Past the F#shadows dark and C#deep 
My Fmimind dances and F#leaps in C#confusion. 

C#I don't know what is Fmireal, 
I can't F#touch what I C#feel 
And I Fmihide behind the F#shield of my C#illusion. 


AsSo I'll F#continue to conC#tinue to preBmitend 
My F#6life will never Bmiend, 
And Es7flowers never F#bend F#maj7with the C#rainfall. 


The mirror on my wall 
Casts an image dark and small 
But I'm not sure at all it's my reflection. 

I am blinded by the light 
Of God and truth and right 
And I wander in the night without direction. 


AsSo I'll F#continue to conC#tinue...


It's no matter if you're born 
To play the King or pawn 
For the line is thinly drawn 'tween joy and sorrow, 

So my fantasy 
Becomes reality, 
And I must be what I must be and face tomorrow. 


AsSo I'll F#continue to conC#tinue...