The Land Of Make-Believe - Lyrics - Backandtotheleft

Picture the young one, seems strong and full of life Never questioned his spirit Distress is left unsaid Scars on the inside are the wounds that never heal Wrought with neglection Disowned, and left for dead Narrow vision The line of sight casts a blinding light on the eyes of a broken soul Picture the young one, a smile that's cursed from birth Winter's breath shoots through his bones His heart encased in ice Passive aggression, cruel words behind closed doors Giving up his own free will, as a sacrifice Isolation, the greatest fear Open up its darkest void and swallows whole Stand beside me Help to dispel what has been told Offer me just one sign of relief Hold me closely And shelter me from the cold Take me back to the land of make-believe Picture the old one, who feels his life is spent Passes dysfunction down the family line Generations repeat the same mistakes Vicious circles 'til the end of time A room of strangers A faceless crowd Trying to break free will take its toll Picture the aged one; complexion turning gray Never found the passion or the strength to seize the day