I smell the cool breeze of the breaking morning 
A cup of tea and honey on a slice of toast 
Rise and shine in an imaginary world. 
The laughter of children playing in the yard of my house 

Parents sit next to them with a smile on their faces 
A distant reality long gone 

From afar, a baby is crying out for its parents 
No one will come and satisfy its hunger for love 
The city is in ruins. Tanks roll through the parks. 
Corpses line the once busy street. 

A loud bang, the baby falls silent, 
A loud bang, the baby falls silent, 
the rest of the houses collapse 

My eyelids close forever. The noises become quieter. 
I smell the cool breeze of the breaking morning 
A cup of tea and honey on a slice of toast 
Rise and shine for the last time 

From afar, a baby is crying out for its parents 
No one will come and satisfy its hunger for love 
The city is in ruins. Tanks roll through the parks. 
Corpses line the once busy street. 

A loud bang, the baby falls silent, 
A loud bang, the baby falls silent,