It's the calm.. before the storm that I've known
I've seen the foreshadows
A sense I hate to behold
I've worked hard to break this mold...
Then it hits, just like a brick to the chin
I can't speak, it's all so clear to me
It was just a dream
It's the change.. subtle currents that drag
Me back to my darkest days
Debts still unpaid. For wars that I helped create
Then it hits, just like a brick to the chin
I can't speak, it's all so clear to me
It was just a dream