Born In Winter paper and roses

Hear me cry it to the sky.
The secrets they pull you down inside.
If all I am is something wrong,
tell me where do I belong?
Make dreams out of paper and roses,
take comfort in knowing they're different.
And the funeral dream
it was lovely. it was lovely
Stop me living in this lie.
Give me a push over the side.
Answers are just words we like.
The silence is here to run you dry.
Make dreams out of paper and roses,
take comfort in knowing they're different.
And the funeral dream
it was lovely. it was lovely
And I wonder who will say goodbye?
Purple colors are not the kind I like.
Sound of thunder inside my mind,
I am not a dreamer.
I cannot keep anything of you in here.
These walls cannot hold the things I cannot steer.
I cannot keep throwing out all of my years.
Is anything worth memories made up of tears?
Make dreams out of paper and roses,
take comfort in knowing they're different.
And the funeral dream
it was lovely. it was lovely
Is there anything I do
that will bring them back? It's true,
it's all a game to you.
It's all a game, I lose.
i lose, i lose
The dreams have been let loose.