Enveloped in a sentiment, a sound that rushes over me
Engage an impulse to pretend I have a faith as pure
Not forgetting what it means to dream, indulging everything
Entertaining thoughts that I've the strength of those I yearn to be
Cheers and tribute greet the saviours, reckless thoughts survive
Anachronistic and impulsive
And what will happen, will I dream? I am too scared to close my eyes
For a second, please hold me
None can change in me these things that I believe
But I don't know what happens now, I am too scared to close my eyes