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I. InnocenceII. Cold DazeThe coldness of confusionHangs in the morning air asBrazen bells ring realityTo announce the conqueror dawnRemoved from nights fleeting trancePlunged headlong into cold daysWhere in a circle we wanderThe barren wastes of our pastsIII. Daylight DreamersDaylight dreamers awaken onDeserts of desperationLonely lives learn to live onIslands of isolationSurrounded by violent oceansOf hate and hopeless sorrowsDaylight dreamers envisionTranquil seas in save tomorrowsDreaming through the darkened dayAlong tempest torn strandsDesperately grasping the grainsOf hope that flit through our handsAs they fall we tighten our holdLetras de cancionesWhile the waves claim the final fewTaken without ceremonyThey drift out of viewWashed away with the tides of timeSlipped through our fingers as dreams doIV. QuietusFrom sleeping visionsDaily were tornIn waking hoursHopes are forlornIs all we do and all we dreamDoomed to drown in a hopeless stream?Wishing life were made of lasting visionsIn eternal sleepAnd if that rest were filled with sorrowStill we'd sleepIn the madness of a silent eternityWe'd find solace inFalse visions that protect usFrom realityEnter ivory gates through midnite skiesDaylight dreamers in private paradesPerform before perpetual dawnAs dusk engulfs the gate of horn.Ivory towers appear beyond the gateInvisible fortressess of escapeTraversed by ramparts made of hopes and fearsImpervious to realityV. Ivory TowerBehind sullen doorsUntouched withinSafe from summer stormsAnd winter windsRelentless tempestsCan weaken wallsTowers falter whenReality callsUntouchable by all withoutLost in the silken web youth may weaveTangled threads seem a strongholdBut illusions can deceiveA cold daze plagues the airDriven by aging windsThe walls give way to the rushAnd let reality inVI. Whispers on the windMisty morning on a windswept plainEmbers of a fortress all that remainThe seeds of life that burned withinHave flown like whispers on the windFrom the sleepers worldI look towards darkening skysThrough the violet haze of summer stormsThe sun leaves tired eyesVII.AcquiescenceBetrayed by innocenceDeceived by delusionsPlagiarized promisesPale into empty hopesIvory towers bow downIn reference to daylightAs dreamers awakenIn sleepers somber shadeOcean waves shift leavingOnly memoriesFinal traces of hopeAre swallowed in the deepDespair sends a certain calmA vague sense of reliefReleased from all our longingsSilently we'll sleepHope leads to quiet desperationWhen reality obscures the dreamMakes the mind a grave of memoriesThat wander like the lonely breezeWhose whispers echo through ruins rustOf towers torn and dreams turned to dustVIII. Retrospect From Letras Mania