Mornin' feels like a drag when you're all messed up. Ain't got nobody to pick you up. And your phone gonna ring like it used to do. All those you thought, your friends.
Well, the morning is fading to the day. And I lie here and watch as you fade away. And the stillness holds me down like a thief. And it robs me of my peace.
I'll be waiting for you at Leary's Gate. Elevate your mind, your pain I'll take. I'll fill your head with medicine, I'll make you smile. And all your worries disappear just for a while, just for a.
So you were twisted, you were lied to. You're the object of his games. But you never noticed any problems. Cause you kinda liked that pain. . But it was my love, kept you going.
Callin' me up from a deep sleep dreamin'. Black cat keeps scratchin' at my back door. Cold chills are runnin' cross my shoulder. I've felt that ghost round here before.
Lights all around. I'm going down town. Congress Avenue Bridge. Is taking me home. . It's 2 a.m.. My girlfriend's sleeping again. This melody. Is taking me home.
I was so high I didn't see you there. You had it easy, I was weak and you were everything. And all those voices running wild through my head. They keep on tellin' me to pass right on across the edge.
Riding through Harlem. In my bulletproof car. Inside a glass shell you say. Keeps us from harm. . My music's playing loudly. And people gather 'round.
Wind, pick up this dandelion flower. Blow it far away from here, where the world has never seen. The beauty that it knows, it lies softly where it goes.
Wind is blowin'. And it's blowin' in my mind. Spirits they've been tellin' me. That it's all come down to time. . Stayin' in this world now. Well, it ain't no plan of mine.
Lady she don't like no other women being around. Shoots her daggers from her eyes. Lady ain't too kind to other women being around. Shoot ?em down and keeps 'em down to size.
She sits by his side. On vinyl seats. Her thighs are stickin'. . It's hot, it could be July. This Texas heat. Will start you thinkin'. . By and by. I'm gettin' closer to it.
Driftin' behind the sun, floatin'. Watch the satellites pass slowly. Why do they keep on spinning, flying?. Why don't they ever come down?. . Flyin' close to the sun, lonely.
Brother to brother, soldier to a sage. Quietly pressing along the way. Fields of lonely, mighty clouds of joy. Well, they change from day to day. . So if you wake up to the sunrise.
On her knees she's divine. Another angel you trimmed but she don't seem to mind. The life in her eyes, it let you down. And she fell to the floor without making a sound.
Sing me a lullaby. Wont you wipe away my pain. Take me out, oh, of the driving rain. . Sing me a lullaby. Keep me warm and dry. Oh mother, Im counting on you.
Welcome! You have entered the cranial vistas of psychogenesis. This is the place of no-time and. no-space. Do not be afraid for I am merely the vocal manifestation of your eternal dreams. I am.
a new horizon. hear the travellers call. behold there lies a kingdom. go forth ye minstrel tall. . sing of your wisdom. spread tidings of joy. a feast of song and laughter.
[Jonas Renkse:]. Life, imagination. Missing link in the chain. We will fuel your minds. Color your thoughts. Come to you in waking dreams. . Fire, inspiration.
AYREON SINGS OF THE USELESSNESS OF THE COUNTLESS WARS TO COME,. AND THE ABSURDITY OF THE FINAL ANNIHILATION BY THE PUSH OF JUST ONE BUTTON. BY JUST ONE MAN..