We've played but a game of fiction and in that there is no shame
But our lives are such a gift that we ought not live them the same
Are we dancers on a stage?
Reading poems from a page?
It becomes distorted (Our point of view) when we're fighting over the truth
Give me your hands if we be friends and we shall restore amends
As we roll the credits screen
May I ask but one more thing?
Do the characters we've played
Distort our waking state?
Let us roll the credits screen
We're reborn and we are free
We're reborn and we are free
We're reborn and we are free
We're reborn and we are free