How fickle my heart and how woozy my eyes, I struggle to find any
truth in your lies. And now my heart stumbles on things I
don't know, my weakness I feel must finally show. Lend me
your hand and we'll conquer them all, but lend me your heart
and I'll just let you fall. Lend me your eyes I can change
what you see, but your soul you must keep, totally free. Awake,
my soul.