Patrick has been in a coma
for a long time
Oh way too long in a bed
everybody thought that
he was brain-dead
even the doctor said it

he doesn't seem to worry...

now he doesn't know what to do
with his life

being good, being bad, being both
but Patrick woke up with a really
strange power
the ability to change the future...

he doesn't seem to worry...

what's your plan
what are you going to do
with your life

Sister from another land
coming from the same heart
looking like the same face
sister from another place

Sister from another land
You don't want to hear me,
or even see me
Sister from an older game

Your place is with me

....

Sister, other side of me
In spite of all, haunting me
As a place staying empty
on an old photograph

Sister from another pain
We don't have to feel no shame,
Life will always be the same
We both have the same mother

The place is empty
...

...stranger...

snow...snow...only snow
I can see nothing else
move...I cannot move

how does it sound
when the ice breaks

I hear faces singing
under the ice
my new dead friends
calling and inviting me

melting, drowning, melting, drowning

They gonna tell me how to sing
I'm gonna learn the melody

Sing..the song

Sing the song...of the breaking ice...

In the secret of his dreams
sitting in the darkness he is looking
out through the window
sounds and laughs resounding
in his memory
like a trembling on the other side
of the window

waiting for the ending
he sings the song
telling the story of a man who
know life's thorny like a rose
waiting for the ending he sings
the song

this is the story of a man
who knows there's nobody else
around

guiding bird has disappeared
joining hands, he closes his eyes
and put his head on the pillow
something wrong has changed
his faith in misery
his life is like a movie waiting for a scenario

life...is...thorny like a rose pray...waiting...for an answer faith....

Far down the sea there's a king travelingstarfish glows for the king: "this way, my lord"deep on the sea, oh the king sees the queenheading close to the queen: "we made it, my dear"
Oh the prince's coming in, calling queen and the kingsun shines through, warm water and blueNow wait out a second, there's something coming inking and queen disappear, my prince stays here
It's a tuna or a cod, a submarine how oddI'll wait out there, see if they careA ship with a man, seahorse jumping out of sandsteaming fast as a dream, you stay here my prince
Oh i'll swam through the sea, past that big funny machinei love that game, now catch me if you can