With closed eyes I feel them drifting now
Gently, gently, away from me
These illusions I created for myself
Hope is water vanishing into the hot earth
I've stopped trying to figure out how
With a sad heart I see it crumble
Slowly, slowly, becoming nothing
The faith I tried to let myself have
Into the blinding sun of reality I'm pushed
I try to walk with dignity, but I stumble
With shaking hands I try to hold on
Desperately, desperately, to what was mine
But some castles turn out to be only sand
Death in the form of transformation is upon me
And I know I can't cling to what is already gone
