Children Of Fall Bonjour Tristesse Lyrics

I'm twice the loser in this struggle. Run from this lack of purpose run,
or stay, because it will find us anyway. Escape yet another layer of escape.
I wish this was just about you and me.
I live the abstraction and I can't help how it makes me feel.
As if nothing ever mattered and as if nothing ever will.
Everyday I think about the everyday. All the petty things we do and say,
and everyone I see look too much like me.

The freedom I was so sure of. Going. Going. Gone.
Now we don't move forward, just away.

All our complicated schemes, like fireworks to keep away the witches.
To shatter this omnipresent state, this new quintessense of existance.
At least there's time to meditate on what we are.
-the next generation empty-promise makers.

Is it better to never have dreamt the dream? I'm not so sure that I have.
Just the dream of a dream of a dream.