Aftermath

The city in a red haze A brutal masterpiece The sun in which I bathe Feigning harmony I awoke from sleep with no memories I arose to the summit of my being The horizon brightened By a glowing crowd Over their land hangs silence Like a smouldering shroud I awoke from sleep with no memories I arose to the summit of my being I awoke with no memories Asleep for so many years And I feel more golden, more grand, than I've ever felt before Standing here at the edge of my world, I see it simmering at my feet It's such an unfamiliar scene gaping in front of me It's such an unfamiliar scene gazing right back at me There's never been an inch in which I was myself There's never been a level of self-confidence Always be someone else instead of yourself So I have been several others And I feel more golden, more grand, than I've ever felt before My arms stretched out in an attempt to grasp this fleeting moment I've bent over backwards to get where I always wanted to be I've bent over backwards and lost track of where I'd been There's never been an inch in which I was myself There's never been a level of self-confidence Always be someone else instead of yourself So I have been several others There's never been an inch in which I was myself There's never been a level of self-confidence Always be someone else instead of yourself So I have been several others