I go there when I speak to you
I feel something no one can see
Yet we say that there's still time
The greatest illusion of all
Even though we hide it so well
We all know what's in our personal hell
But I want it all in mine
Makes what's gone stay forever here
Afraid of playing the fearless
So hard that the knuckles turn white
Stitching the things meant to be seamless
Finding heroes in villains
Telling ourselves it's well worth a try
To make what happened unhappen somewhere back in time
I wish I could know that we will one day
Sometimes I feel we choose to draw our lives in coal and chalk
While knowing that the rains will come and wash it all away
Even though we hide it so well
We all know what's in our personal hell
This dreamlike haze I'm moving through