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