Walk within the region of confusion | |
Enter the corridors of illusion | |
Within the complex mind lurk memories | |
Events that shape our life | |
Their imagery | |
My vision is a part of me | |
My mind interprets all I see | |
A perception of reality | |
Create a world in which I see | |
Locked in side a private room, we are at home | |
So lost within ourselves | |
Existing alone | |
Beliefs we hold within us | |
Our conception | |
A private tunnel view of perception | |
We choose to Shape our own reality | |
Specific point of view no one can see | |
My vision is a part of me | |
My mind interprets all I see | |
A perception of reality | |
My thoughts distorting what I see | |
Sometimes purpose is lost | |
We’re in the dark | |
Left with nothing to say | |
Nowhere to start | |
Try to reach an answer | |
We hope to find | |
Some small understanding of our time | |
My vision is a part of me | |
My mind interprets all I see | |
A perception of reality | |
Create a world in which I see |
Walk within the region of confusion | |
Enter the corridors of illusion | |
Within the complex mind lurk memories | |
Events that shape our life | |
Their imagery | |
My vision is a part of me | |
My mind interprets all I see | |
A perception of reality | |
Create a world in which I see | |
Locked in side a private room, we are at home | |
So lost within ourselves | |
Existing alone | |
Beliefs we hold within us | |
Our conception | |
A private tunnel view of perception | |
We choose to Shape our own reality | |
Specific point of view no one can see | |
My vision is a part of me | |
My mind interprets all I see | |
A perception of reality | |
My thoughts distorting what I see | |
Sometimes purpose is lost | |
We' re in the dark | |
Left with nothing to say | |
Nowhere to start | |
Try to reach an answer | |
We hope to find | |
Some small understanding of our time | |
My vision is a part of me | |
My mind interprets all I see | |
A perception of reality | |
Create a world in which I see |
Walk within the region of confusion | |
Enter the corridors of illusion | |
Within the complex mind lurk memories | |
Events that shape our life | |
Their imagery | |
My vision is a part of me | |
My mind interprets all I see | |
A perception of reality | |
Create a world in which I see | |
Locked in side a private room, we are at home | |
So lost within ourselves | |
Existing alone | |
Beliefs we hold within us | |
Our conception | |
A private tunnel view of perception | |
We choose to Shape our own reality | |
Specific point of view no one can see | |
My vision is a part of me | |
My mind interprets all I see | |
A perception of reality | |
My thoughts distorting what I see | |
Sometimes purpose is lost | |
We' re in the dark | |
Left with nothing to say | |
Nowhere to start | |
Try to reach an answer | |
We hope to find | |
Some small understanding of our time | |
My vision is a part of me | |
My mind interprets all I see | |
A perception of reality | |
Create a world in which I see |