Flowers Never Bend With The Rainfall

Through the Acorridors of C#misleep 
Past the Dshadows dark and Adeep 
My C#mimind dances and Dleaps in Aconfusion. 

AI don't know what is C#mireal, 
I can't Dtouch what I Afeel 
And I C#mihide behind the Dshield of my Aillusion. 


ESo I'll Dcontinue to conAtinue to preF#mitend 
My D6life will never F#miend, 
And H7flowers never Dbend Dmaj7with the Arainfall. 


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. 


ESo I'll Dcontinue to conAtinue...


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. 


ESo I'll Dcontinue to conAtinue...