Текст песни Echoshade

I dawn and find A sentient shade of mine Walking grey Deceiving all but me Chasing the stream Oblivious to the pain I take and deal Refuse to think or feel Is this me Or just a memory Stolen from a time When things were Not always misery An echoshade of mine Can't face today Nor digest yesterday Blind on a course That denies there're paths to choose I bring you doubt That weaved this icy shroud Mute thoughts can't melt As they no longer know myself Is this me