He was sitting under the shadow of the moonlight
Trying to take in how everything changed in front of his sight
As everything looked so simple and clean
The first time on his inside the grass felt green
But what did he knew this was nothing but an illusion
As fake emotions had blindfolded his vision
He felt there is nothing more everything has come to an end
But still he was seeing hope in the eyse of his friends
They tried to pull him back from is low
Told him this is not the end of the show...