in these vigilant times i daydream an innocuous crime my motionless stance in my mind i wander the land a bleak and dismal trance constrained unsafe left in shame and now i can see my town is painted red here forever i ll be where once my tears were shed on that day in our place i recall the smell of the rain and i d protect you from them if you want me to take take you there again good night my love let me watch you sleep from here or above words like these won t leave this place be haunted by our trace the trace of our home the home they want call their own but for the air that i breathe the dreams are divine the memories i ll bring to a place far from home the home they want to call province of rome i m trapped without guards within a state i can t grasp but we re still free i am waiting for the clouds to part all in vain nature forsaken once admired by us all does it know we re scared scared to move scared to wake scared just to be who we were what matters is just you and me and the path that leads us home the home they want call their own but for the air that i breathe the dreams are divine the memories i ll bring to a place far from home the home they want to call province of rome i m trapped without guards within a state i can t grasp but we are still free encircled by fiends the pressure deepens dazed by illusions my reason weakens but i won t let you fall into deep forlornness i won t let you ponder the why in distress a mechanical smile as i lift my face towards the sun and return to denial i weep as i kiss the ground the trees that i ll soon miss the songs we sang will ring out the memories will resound home the home they want call their own but for the air that i breathe the dreams are divine the memories i ll bring to a place far from home the home they want to call province of rome i m trapped without guards within a state i can t grasp but we are still free