Trying to escape all the pains;Running from all the negatives;running to a sunfilled sky and aptly spoken beings;i put all my faith into the people around me;they took advantage of me and my vulnerability;i want to be able to escape;to go to places that dreams are made of;to be able to let go of all my sins;let myself become invincible and immortal;to be free from all the things that could do harm;and that sing-song voice would enter my mind and take control;and take me to my peak and just let me go;let me soar and be in control of my destiny and my consequences;then it would all fade;fade back to the screwed-topsy turvy life called reality;back to the black and white picture;yet there would always be that little hole in the wall that out of it escaped the sing-song voice...