There are days when it seems   That each and every single dream I once had   Is dead and buried far into darkness   Until suddenly I can see them again   Around the impossible bend   The night is passing by      If we fall apart    Then we will rebuild from here   And when the time comes   If the sunlight hits my face   I know we dwell in possibility      There are days when it seems   That if only for a moment   Things are clear and concrete   So can I shrug it off?   Just walk it away?   If this was only just a dream      So why the scars where the bones were broken   Why these lines under my eyes   Under my bloodshot eyes      So if we fall apart    Then we will rebuild from here   And when the time comes   I will not just shrug it off   If this was only just a dream      Why the scares where the bones were broken   Why these lines under my eyes      We dwell in possibility   And if we fall apart   Then we will rebuild      There are days when it seems   That each and every single dream I once had   Is dead and buried far into darkness   Until suddenly I can see them again   Around the impossible bend   The night is passing by      We dwell in possibility   But we may never see the ending   We may never see the end of it   Is this wisdom or weakness   That we may never see the ending   Never see the end of it