She freezes me with her sapphire eyes
that could rarely contain fire
What will you do with your life now?
Turn to my shoes and you ask
how far-fetched a dream forms a fantasy
Slipping away like the life in me
This town is building a dungeon that I could never escape
With failure making the mortar these circumstances are chains
Relight the candle:
My outlook changes are made deep in my book
What will you do at the cross roads
Take every road but the way home
Consequently I can't go back now
Everything I own is in my hands now
This town is building a dungeon
But I have planned an escape
Success is breaking the mortar
These circumstances can wait