I Can't Tell

I woke up in a haze with bones beside me
And a great white light in the distance
I walked for two days in the desert, passed burning buildings
Just killing for a little rain
I might be dead, this could be hell
If this is a dream then I can’t tell
Along my journey I spoke to many voices
Rumbles of psychosis, echoes of doubt
But curious was one whom whispered his tune with
Words far heavier than mine
I might be dead, this could be hell
If this is a dream then I can’t tell
I wonder how I ended up here
It’s hard to know
Maybe I will when I get there
God I hope so, I hope so
I might be dead, this could be hell
If this is a dream then I can’t tell
I can’t tell