I'll get through this For a while and go To a golden home and carry light Dreaming up a master plan Holding on to that which I can Fading off into the grey scale Holding on to that which I can No eyes, no sight Vision has blurred into the white Now i'm hanging on No time, no signs Reason has fallen like the tide Now you're just drifting alone Dreaming up a master plan Holding on to that which I can Fading off into the grey scale Holding on to that which I can No eyes, no sight Vision has blurred into the white Now i'm hanging on No time, no signs Reason has fallen like the tide Now you're just drifting alone