Close Your Eyes (MyChildren MyBride)

Close your eyes And begin to sleep Dream of something closer to reality Your whole life I've got a story to tell Look in the mirror And what do you see Your whole life Trying to impress your friends But after death What's next? Money, Power, Fame A cool job nice clothes But after death Where will all that go? Trying to impress your friends Your whole life This generation waiting on for the fruits, Of our labor to ferment you've worked in vain, They've matured long enough, You'll be drunk with them, Pry your eyes open I fear to dream Close your eyes And begin to sleep