Song | Insomnia |
Artist | Kamelot |
Album | Haven |
When the darkness brings the cold | |
To draw me under | |
I am caught between | |
The chapters of a dream | |
Something is reaching out and | |
My entire world is crumbling | |
And it whispers that I am | |
The chosen one… | |
Can you hear me…? | |
When the night begins to fall | |
I watch the shadows growing tall | |
Feeding my insomnia | |
Like a fly on the wall | |
I’m asleep but wide awake | |
A nightmare on repeat | |
In the haze I sense | |
The purpose of my soul | |
We are all born to leave a | |
Scar deep in the hearts of many | |
But can I really trust that I’m | |
The chosen one | |
Can you hear me…? | |
When the night begins to fall | |
I watch the shadows growing tall | |
Feeding my insomnia | |
Like a fly on the wall | |
When the night begins to fall | |
I hear a thousand voices call | |
Chasing my insanity | |
Like a fly on the wall | |
My wide eyed confidence | |
Still echoes in mind | |
A bright white prophecy | |
Protector of the light | |
When the night begins to fall | |
I watch the shadows growing tall | |
Feeding my insomnia | |
Like a fly on the wall | |
When the night begins to fall | |
I hear a thousand voices call | |
Chasing my insanity | |
Like a fly on the wall |
When the darkness brings the cold | |
To draw me under | |
I am caught between | |
The chapters of a dream | |
Something is reaching out and | |
My entire world is crumbling | |
And it whispers that I am | |
The chosen one | |
Can you hear me? | |
When the night begins to fall | |
I watch the shadows growing tall | |
Feeding my insomnia | |
Like a fly on the wall | |
I' m asleep but wide awake | |
A nightmare on repeat | |
In the haze I sense | |
The purpose of my soul | |
We are all born to leave a | |
Scar deep in the hearts of many | |
But can I really trust that I' m | |
The chosen one | |
Can you hear me? | |
When the night begins to fall | |
I watch the shadows growing tall | |
Feeding my insomnia | |
Like a fly on the wall | |
When the night begins to fall | |
I hear a thousand voices call | |
Chasing my insanity | |
Like a fly on the wall | |
My wide eyed confidence | |
Still echoes in mind | |
A bright white prophecy | |
Protector of the light | |
When the night begins to fall | |
I watch the shadows growing tall | |
Feeding my insomnia | |
Like a fly on the wall | |
When the night begins to fall | |
I hear a thousand voices call | |
Chasing my insanity | |
Like a fly on the wall |