There is a dream I used to have. My dream swallowed me whole. There is a bridge where I hate to go. That is where I first saw her. High on a bridge. I seen her red hair shining. There is a girl-I never knew. She was my Aunt Virginia. They said that she-she just disappeared. They said I look just like her. High on the bridge I seen her. Dancing waving to me there. She smiled and raised her head. Then she took to the Air. There is a dream I can't escape. My memories come back to me. There is a hell that I can't escape. My memories come back to me. I heard the truth about it. Pictures and headlines hidden away. I heard the truth about my real mom. Jumping from the bridge that day. Now I know why ever since I was 3 years old. Been having the same nightmare. Now I know the truth about Virginia. Why she took to the Air.