Flying home On my way Another road They're all the same Going to my room With a window to The Sea Something like a sound I have found surrounding me Does it really matter if you cannot tell? Red and yellow, could it be heaven and hell? I came all the way to burn Have I ever felt so warm? I am not so sure Who I was before the storm A blurry face like a mask With a smile that can't be seen It speaks in colors and Words that no one dares to think Does it really matter when you ring the bell? Madness in your dreams, could this be your curtain call? I don't know why no one dares To close The Book right before The End I feel a heat from that dream I sense my pulse slowing down (I want to rest, come back home, to my self) I want to lie down, to fall sleep within this sound (Embrace the end, I'm coming back, this is my home) I'm coming home now Coming home, coming home, coming home Coming home, coming home, coming home Coming home, coming home, coming home Home, coming home Home, coming home Home, coming home, home Home