Playfield 7 - Dreams

All my hope
I look up, and it's gone
Fighting this feeling like I can't measure up
I feel the wave of the crushing sounds of distractions
Wanting to be cured of my fears I mean to be free
I mean to be free
All my hope
I look up, and it's gone
Fighting this feeling like I can't feel my hands
I can't go back that way, it was just an attraction
Wanting to be cured of my fears I mean to go home
I mean to go home
Wait and sit and feel that road
Running past you
When you feel it
Don't fight it
Take a little step you're on that road
To your dreams
All my hope
I look up, and it's gone
Fighting this feeling like I can't feel my hands
I feel the weight of the crushing sounds of destruction
Wanting to be cured of my fears I mean to go home
I mean to go
Wait and sit and feel that road
Running past you
When you feel it
Don't fight it
Take a little step you're on that road
To your dreams
To your dreams

Written by:
Gabriel Agbokou

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