The Good Book

Well, I had a dream that I
Couldn't pick apart from the skies
The earth and the trees
The ground and the breeze
The day and the night
And I figured out that my life
Was inside the blink of an eye
One day you're asleep, one day you're awake
And one day you die
Oh, life is a dream that we barely control
It tears at the seams that reality holds
But every time I try to explain it
I can't fix it, I can't feel it
I lost my hands, I lost my soul
But the more and more I try to control it
The more and more it gets out of control
Oh, the good book says I'm weak
But I'm just unlucky
That's all
Oh, the good book says I'm weak
But I'm just unlucky
That's all
Well, I had a dream that I
Traded my eye for an eye
The words became the dream
The book started to sing
The pixels came alive
Oh, life is a dream that only time will erase
We build up the walls with a smile on our face
And every time I try to explain it
I can't fix it, I can't feel it
I lost my hands, I lost my soul
But the more and more I try to control it
The more and more it gets out of control
Oh, the good book says I'm weak
But I'm just unlucky
That's all
Oh, the good book says I'm weak
But I'm just unlucky
That's all
The good book says I'm weak
I'm just unlucky
That's all
The good book says I'm weak
Hell, I must be human after all