Flowers Never Bend With The Rainfall

Through the Bcorridors of Dmisleep 
Past the Esshadows dark and Bdeep 
My Dmimind dances and Esleaps in Bconfusion. 

BI don't know what is Dmireal, 
I can't Estouch what I Bfeel 
And I Dmihide behind the Esshield of my Billusion. 


FSo I'll Escontinue to conBtinue to preGmitend 
My Es6life will never Gmiend, 
And C7flowers never Esbend Esmaj7with the Brainfall. 


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. 


FSo I'll Escontinue to conBtinue...


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. 


FSo I'll Escontinue to conBtinue...