Imagine back in youthful eyes
Of dreams of scattered daily lies
To make you think you had a plan
To become what you cannot stand
In modern times
Where idle minds
Set the course for our demise
To want the fame and be a name you see surrounded by bright lights
Imagine letting go of dreams
Into the wind and through the trees
To find out who and where you are
Leave it all and set course for Mars
I realize what has to die
An image set for public eyes
A phantom life behind brown eyes
Validation left to my own mind