Standing in front of the door My mom and dad are in the car in the driveway I'm crying What are they leaving for Leaving me Don't know where they're going Turn towards street's dead end Look out the window Empty white wall looks like a portal Into the woods I touch the wall I call my grandma on the phone She appears Trying to explain why they left She's no longer there I close my eyes Trying to walk through the wall Into a forest When I open my eyes I'm standing in the woods Dead leaves I can hear footsteps coming towards me Looking all around Can't see anyone But the footsteps keep getting closer Closer I wake up In my bag of holding These nightmares are subdued I now sense a feeling Of power in solitude In the Astral Corridors