

(mmm-hmm) I built a fortress out of shifting sand
Chasing a outline of a promised land
Spent my devotion on a ghost in the air
Reaching for someone who was never there
Why do I hold so tight to the dust?
Why do I build these bridges of rust?
Fighting for something that doesn't exist!
Clenching my fingers, shaking my fist At a beautiful mirage,
a dream in the mist Yeah,
I'm
fighting for something
that doesn't exist
Empty spaces where your warmth should be
Just an echo playing tricks on me
I am the soldier of a phantom war
I don't even know what I am bleeding for
It doesn't exist... (mmm,
just a shadow) No,
it doesn't exist...