Flowers Never Bend With The Rainfall

Through the Fcorridors of Amisleep 
Past the Bshadows dark and Fdeep 
My Amimind dances and Bleaps in Fconfusion. 

FI don't know what is Amireal, 
I can't Btouch what I Ffeel 
And I Amihide behind the Bshield of my Fillusion. 


CSo I'll Bcontinue to conFtinue to preDmitend 
My B6life will never Dmiend, 
And G7flowers never Bbend Bmaj7with the Frainfall. 


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. 


CSo I'll Bcontinue to conFtinue...


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. 


CSo I'll Bcontinue to conFtinue...