(This is for all bookworms out there who don't belong here either. I feel with you)

We are lost, we are lost
in a world, in which we don't belong.
It is hard, but we try
to stay brave, to stay strong.

We have to read,
we need books to survive.
Because in this reality,
we could never stay alive.

We need these pictures,
made in a better place.
There have to be a land for us,
somewhere in another space.

We are lost, we are lost
Seperated from our home.
And we fight in the storm,
all on our own.

The magic bridge is broken
Fog above the old way
We're crying at the wrong end.
Now we're lost and still pray.

Take us back with you,
we don't want to be here.
This is not our future
All we got is pain and fear.

We are lost, we are lost,
Trapped in the wrong story.
Whatever we have done,
believe us, we are sorry.

The last piece of the homeworld,
Imagination keeps us sane.
But if we lose this too
the world will burn like a flame.

But the pages in the books,
they give us back the hope.
There is still our soul,
maybe we can escape from this joke

We are lost, we are lost
Dreaming of our reality.
What is this for a lesson,
what will be our destiny?