Phantom voices with no words to follow. At the mercy of the cold and hollow. I withdrew into my sanctuary of silence. My defence. In this moment I am just becoming. Liberated from my cell of nothing. No sensation there was only breathing. Overcome oblivion. Falling Awake. From a walking sleep. And all that remains. Is the dying memory. And now I can dive for. These dreams I make. Like I am Falling. I am falling awake. Waves of melodies once forgotten. Like a symphony across the ocean. Never knew that they could hear my calling. Deep within. Crashing in. Rushing in. Like falling. Falling Awake. From a walking sleep. And all that remains. Is the dying memory. And now I can dive for. These dreams I make. Like I am Falling. I am falling awake. There is no returning to that emptiness. Loneliness. The dream that lives inside of me. Won't fade away it's wide awake. Falling Awake. From a walking sleep. And all that remains. Is the dying memory. And now I can dive for. These dreams I make. Like I am Falling. I'm falling. Falling Awake. From a walking sleep. And all that remains. Is the dying memory. And now I can dive for. These dreams I make. Like I am Falling. I am falling awake