Oh

I’m standing here

and think of times long past

and as I walk down this silent road

I wonder when will it end

Oh

as I look around

at the scenery passing me by

I see nothing but ash, dust, and shadow

is this some punishment

Ah

a voice, a voice from the dark

it shouts to keep moving forward

I run with my heart in my throat

No

It was a dream. all a dream

and as I wake

I realize

I don’t know which is worse