I was cold in a dream
somewhere close to the surface
Between the ice and the stream

there is three inches of air
So I swam towards the light
I let my breath get there first

When I opened my eyes
I saw myself in the mirror
And I knew I would do like my father has done

Yes, we will never break from these chains
Your life is gonna course like a history book
Don't be frightened of turning the page

Cause it's is all the same
It will always be the same