Long gone is the day That kept me tempting, waiting Desire is fading Away From our scattered words We build our castles high Under shattered pictures hope is Tremblig alive Waiting to take a shape Crying without anybody hearing On this side This longing haunts me Like an aching dream Standing on a high cliff Of my proud soul to see The barren, forlorn Sadness of the void down below Sometimes I dream, though There's nowhere left to go In my dreams I walk on I would fly, I would fly No more heavy masks pulling me down Anymore, anymore A feeling's a feeling, a man is a man Through and through 'Cause wide awake your righteous mask Won't save you, save you