Rapture - The Past Nightmares

Once I got to witness a murder Blood spattered sheets, it was still a dream Would I have been reflected from the mirror of yours when darkness well kept in my lifeless home? But so much has changed since then when days still stretched into sleepless nights So much has changed since then Associations Honestly, they will flee and I did always disagree but now I am losing myself to something that in a long run will disappear The things you fear are always for real and you are losing yourself The past nightmares bow to none How could one care how far does the bird fly when its passing by is so irrelevant? How could one care how fast does the wind blow when he’s still trapped inside these four corners?