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You drive feeling free, believing in yourself Worshiping your own souls religion But sometimes you are blinded, wallowing in your own inclines But you ride on pride with your head held high But soon you will collide… With the thoughts that lie inside. You will find, sometimes that you’ve taken a detour But don’t realise until you’re hit in the eyes By the light from the opening doors. You dark road becomes an enlightened passage Of shaded memories, leading to fields of light You will find, sometimes, it’s hard to dream And you find it hard to see. Was I just a nocturnal dreamer Living in my darkened world? Or is this light just a deception? Where have I ended? Where have I arrived? Should I close my eyes to deny my being Or should I open my mind To realise the other side? Welcome home realisation Welcome home realisation Welcome home realisation.