Well I've got some hard feelings that I'm working through. And I've got some hard feelings I could put on you. . There's blood in my mouth from biting my tongue.
I've been so good to you. Whatever you need. Not there for me. Expecting you to be. A remedy. Doin what you please. Still makin me sick. At the thought of you and me.
Is it dark in your room?. . Wonder if they come tonight. Something's taking out the lights. Better find a place to hide. Before the sun goes down and it's cold inside.
I wanna fall. And never once look back. I wanna know I make you feel like that. I wanna make this the start of something. So can you say that you want it all? yeah!.
I'm out here searching for a person with a meaning. I got a feeling I don't wanna find the truth. Don't wanna waste it, wanna taste it when I'm sleeping.
Another night. Leaves up in my head. Leaves me in my dread. Recycling the bad dreams. So can you tell me how. To make it stop short of being dead?. Mouth is hanging open, shot eyes are full of lead.
Didn't you tell me you would still care?. Didn't you tell me never be scared?. Didn't you tell me you would be home tonight?. I wanna hate you but it's too much.
No more, no more. No more, no more, yeah. Look at the end covered in blood, only silence. What's to be done?. They load up the guns, only violence. Sick of the good dying first, too many morethan it's worth.
[The Dreamer:]. Misty morning. Unveils my despair. Exposed in an open bed. Unknowing of what I will do. Unwilling too. Memories, they inhabit me. Persisting pain every day.
[September 1989]. . [The Dreamer:]. Once there was a song. Tender and deep. In a world where dreams. Could unite the foreseen. Transcending melody. Searching for harmony.
[TV Host:]. "So you're saying it's an escape?". . [TV Show Guest:]. "Escape, sure. The escape from present circumstance. Be that personal trauma, social isolation.
[Remembering The Rose]. . [The Dreamer:]. Life, this endless trip. Over hills and vales. It takes us for a walk. Through a garden divine. Time, a ticking clock.
[The Illusionist:]. "Reach through The Lullaby. To cease your thirst". . [The Dreamer:]. The sky is fading away. Before my very eyes. This broken simulation.
[October 5, 1974]. . [The Dreamer:]. Yet another day will pass us. With rejoicing and with bliss. Filled with love up to the brim. Just like the days when we first met.
[The Dreamer:]. Light not far ahead. It shines through the fading mist. Could this be the way?. Oh, I slowly feel warmer. The clouds of rain are gone.
[September 1989]. . [The Dreamer:]. Darkened mind all the while. I'm here all by myself. I shout whatever comes to mind. Hear me cry for a while. My thoughts are all in overdrive.
[September 1989]. . [The Dreamer:]. Morning sun. The only shade of light. To carry me through. These empty days. The wind of dawn. Caresses my cheek. In memory of a life.
[The Dreamer:]. I've arrived at a green flowery field. Stretching as far as I can see. I know that this is only a dream. But everything seems so real.
[The Dreamer:]. ("Asking for no guidance"). ("Of how to come back home"). ("I've made my mind up"). ("My life, I won't return"). . My senses may seem feeble.
[The Dreamer:]. Here. Floating in the air. Inside this empty space. Staring into black. As I long to see her face. I'm calling out her name. An empty ghost.