Walking through the dawn
Of our great new success
There was an open end
Wondering what will come next
Shining on the floor
I picked it up, asking
What it was used for
An illusion in the making
Clear ribbon in my arms
Now it made sense as to why
My life is not my own
That's when I started to cry
Everything we had known
It was made up for us all
This big world around me
My memory starts to fall
My reality starts to fall
Down the ribbon we'll fall