He opens the door and it's new place.
The door vanishes leaving empty space...

My mind is having hiccups as I recall the past.
These echos of the concept will forever last...

With all the sadness in his eyes
They can't see what is inside...

Jennifer the hope taker
Jennifer the dream breaker...

Each puzzle should be demolished,
with the pieces spread everywhere...

He is the one
That doesn't look back...

What's hope made of
It seem it's made of air...

The light echos as noise burns bright,
and I witness all abstract things unite...

This suicidal aviation
has taken all my concentration...

There are things in those eyes that scream out for...
but are quickly silenced with a single blink...

The residue of remorse stains my heart
each time you isolate the truth of your life...

Don't you try and act like everything's okay.
Everytime I tell you no you turn your head away...