There are days when it seems
That each and every single dream I once had
Is dead and buried far into darkness
Until suddenly I can see them again
Around the impossible bend
The night is passing by

If we fall apart
Then we will rebuild from here
And when the time comes
If the sunlight hits my face
I know we dwell in possibility

There are days when it seems
That if only for a moment
Things are clear and concrete
So can I shrug it off?
Just walk it away?
If this was only just a dream

So why the scars where the bones were broken
Why these lines under my eyes
Under my bloodshot eyes

So if we fall apart
Then we will rebuild from here
And when the time comes
I will not just shrug it off
If this was only just a dream

Why the scares where the bones were broken
Why these lines under my eyes

We dwell in possibility
And if we fall apart
Then we will rebuild

There are days when it seems
That each and every single dream I once had
Is dead and buried far into darkness
Until suddenly I can see them again
Around the impossible bend
The night is passing by

We dwell in possibility
But we may never see the ending
We may never see the end of it
Is this wisdom or weakness
That we may never see the ending
Never see the end of it