MUSIC FOR SALE

[Verse1]
Each night the same dream, I walk in a town,
Where houses stand empty, their windows look down.
The next turn brings me back to where I start,
A loop of dread that tears my soul apart.

I look in the mirrors, but cannot see me,
Strange faces stare back — what I see, I can’t flee.
The key is in my pocket, but where is the door?
I must escape this prison — I can’t take it anymore.

[Pre-Chorus]
All clocks stand still, their hands have disappeared,
Yet they speak the truth — no lies are heard.
They show despair, the absence of all time,
This nightmare’s endless — it will never climb.

[Chorus]
I'm not crazy, this vision is a spell,
I’ll wake at dawn and bid the shadows farewell.
Or maybe this is real, no dream at all —
The naked truth, the world without its veil?

I'm not crazy.
I'm not crazy.

[Verse2]
Here people walk like zombies, faces worn away,
No mouths, no eyes, no ears — no names they can say.
They talk in ways so strange, their speech a mystery,
Do they at all understand each other’s history?

The shadows live by themselves, as if they’re in command,
Their motions clear and logical across this haunted land.
They know exactly what to do and why they’re on the move,
And this is what’s so frightening — it fills the soul with gloom.

[Pre-Chorus]
All clocks stand still, their hands have disappeared,
Yet they speak the truth — no lies are heard.
I don’t recall the reason I’m so fixed on them,
But every single night this dream returns again.

[Chorus]
I'm not crazy, this vision is a spell,
I’ll wake at dawn and bid the shadows farewell.
Or maybe this is real, no dream at all —
The naked truth, the world without its veil?

I'm not crazy.
I'm not crazy.

[Bridge]
The clocks, like moon atop the tall tower, silent stay,
Perhaps they are the door — the exit far away?
Will my key open it, the way to break the spell?
I must escape from here — in this place I won’t dwell.

[Chorus]
I'm not crazy, this vision is a spell,
I’ll wake at dawn and bid the shadows farewell.
Or maybe this is real, no dream at all —
The naked truth, the world without its veil?

I'm climbing the tower
Step, another step
I'll wake up soon
I'll be free soon