[02:51.00]He travels inside his head
[02:51.00]Wishing his chair was his bed
[02:51.00]Hours on paper, to earn his leisure
[02:51.00]While biding his time towards pleasure
[02:51.00]
[02:51.00]He imagines a fiction ocean
[02:51.00]Carrying his strongest emotions
[02:51.00]To a peaceful place, where he can rest
[02:51.00]Among his reasons to be blessed
[02:51.00]
[02:51.00]He is tied to this dream
[02:51.00]Silence falls at his scene
[02:51.00]He is tied
[02:51.00]
[02:51.00]Life is not his to live
[02:51.00]Still clutching to a dream
[02:51.00]Where he knows his scene
[02:51.00]So pitiful
[02:51.00]Life is not his to give
[02:51.00]Still clutching to a dream
[02:51.00]Where he knows his scene
[02:51.00]So pitiful and frail