DYSTOPIA (REPRISE)

Where do we go from here? What are we moving towards? What are we praying for? Now does the road end here? Under these grey skies where all the roses died? Wish I could turn back time To singing lullabies and chasing butterrflies But we're not kids anymore No, we're not kids anymore We're not those kids anymore We're not those kids anymore Now who am I? Dystopia!