Reality
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Strangely, the hero is next to you
It's strange how the singer is with you, it's unexpected

Remember my eyes, and I'll take yours
Let's swap parts of ourselves, let me see through your eyes, and I'll let you see through mine

Will overwhelm, flip, and
The singer is going through a list of things that might happen to them or their relationship

Twist me with your insane days' wave
All of your crazy times and days will play a role in messing up or complicating what we have together

Morning in a smoke-filled room
The scene is set with the artist being alone in a rugged look room

In a drowsy abandoned city
The city or place the singer is in has seen better days, and now it's just abandoned and left for the singer to wander around on their own

The minor has frozen on the lips
The singer is saddened or depressed, and this emotion is evident on their face

The morning will be returned from memory
The artist is reflecting and looking back at the past, and is wishing they could come back to it, to a better time

Only a solid reality
The artist is talking about the present and the reality of the situation, and how they have to accept it or live with it

There is no strength to forget it
The artist is trying to forget and move on from the past, but they are unable to; it's too hard

Strangely, the hero is wounded by an arrow
The singer is talking about how the hero, who was with you before, is now injured and helpless

And the armor did not save him
Even though the hero is clad in armor which is supposed to shield them, it is of no use; their fate has already been decided

We will dream awake of the chapter
The singer is referring to an event in the past, which may have been significant to them, and they dream of this even when they are awake

In that story of young moons
The singer is nostalgic again and thinking about the past which was beautiful and pure, and they cherish it with great respect

Under the voice of cold strings
The singer is talking about a sad or scary time when they listen to the sound of strings which complement their mood and feelings

Morning in a smoke-filled room
The scene resets, and the artist is still stuck in the same place

In the sleepy abandoned city
The artist is still talking about the same place and city, and how it's been abandoned for a while, and it's a depressing place

The minor has frozen on the lips
The singer is still expressing their sadness or depression

The morning will be returned from memory
The singer is still reminiscing about the past and wishing they could go back to it

Only a solid reality
The artist is back to reality and talking about how things are at present and how they have to live with it

There is no strength to forget it
The artist is still struggling to forget and move on from the past, as it's impossible to do so