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