I was cold in a dream There is three inches of air Somewhere close to the surface Between the ice and the stream I let my breath get there first So I swam towards the light When I opened my eyes 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 I saw myself in the mirror Don't be frightened of turning the page Cause it's is all the same It will always be the same