In between our breaths we walk with the dead     Carrying our visions against sunset after sunset     Always a moment too soon to realize, always a moment to regret    I am falling through the footsteps of the past falling under the weight of the future  Sometimes i can only react, sometimes i am just an actor     All these images, haunt me like a life im trying to leave behind me    A ghost locked inside your shadow, an echo reaching into tomorrow    Where are our dreams of beauty?    Interrupted prayers behind closed doors    Sheltered by your reality    What is the future if it's made from wars?     How can you live your life on your knees when you know the truth that will set you free?     Reaching ends that are beginings    Awake or am i dreaming    Sever the sigh cross the line    Are we broken so shattered not to feel or are we just paying for what we steal?    How can we build trust that will last    When lie upon lie are burying the past    It's always a question to often ignored what is the future if it's made from wars?