In Theory.

I always say these things, these theories

I sound so wise, but see, these eyes are crying

It doesn't take too much to make yourself sound rational

But there are things that simple words cannot control

Whenever I run, I'm bound up and shackled

By a sovereign mind

Whenever I'm lost, it's my own intention

And I'm left behind

When I was a child, my future was nothing

But a game I played

But that time is here and things aren't pretend now

I'm learning how

I've seen it end

And I've seen a friend go by

No monsters were here, 

but I know real fear

And what it is to cry

Reach out for 

Can't you see I can't sleep 

and I'm calling

For 

Another dream like such.