Just Make It End Already

I watch my dreams pass me by
One by one, they dissapear
As my zest for life runs dry

I feel the rush of the wind transport me
Away from freedom and comfort
Meanwhile I'm getting weak

Always seems to be something in the distance
Something I must squint my eyes to see
But all is lost by the power of resistance

Carry me some place from this misery
Send me to a great land far away
So, one day, I'll finally be in peace