Waterfall, a midnight monsoon in a moonlit tropical station A million eyes in the African night, calling us in, now don't you be afraid Blue whales navigate the Atlantic, nuclear submarines control the space Life spent, a precious moment, in the wink of an eye we live and we die
Dream it up, dream it up! Thinking of a world, a state of perfection Over and over again, masterplan unfold for each generation One touch from the master's hand, one simple chord for the future One touch from the master's hand, one simple chord for all of the future!
Monitored by the eye in the sky, while we map it out by the fireplaces New line of technology hits us, celebrate the long lost sensation Multiplying the images as top of the line of all of creation Eagerly we took it apart just to find a glimpse of divine insanity
It shines even brighter, for each single day we're climbing the ladder It shines even brighter, with a love supreme, all the work of the master's hand
See life reinventing itself, starting over, time and time again A new time of understanding begins, see yourself as a link in the chain reaction This world couldn't do without you, this world couldn't be without you It's perfect because you are, it's perfect because you are
Coming up, growing up, looking for a bigger understanding Coming up, growing up, speaking of respect for all the planet Coming up, building up, new religion sees the light of day Coming up, building up, changes ahead but don't you be afraid
Every street I've walked down, everyone I've talked to I'm afraid I love them all but for different reasons Every grand old building from a time of visions Every single song, every syncopation It must be something that makes me feel right at home
Every act of mercy, every word of kindness Every time I find out how love is blind Every time a smile breaks out from a grumpy face I remember there is hope and it all amazes me It must be something that makes me feel right at home
And all my wanting is down to understanding My eyes are deep and distant like the blue Atlantic I'm off the riptide just when the stormy skies roll in I'm just a shimmer in the wind
Every time we give, but not for selfish reasons Every time a flower bursts to bloom in the desert Every time a politician is telling the truth Every time I see an end to a lifelong blues It must be something that makes me feel right at home
And all my wanting is down to understanding My eyes are deep and distant like the blue Atlantic I'm off the riptide just when the stormy skies roll in I'm just a shimmer in the rain
And all my lifelong is focused to be justified Before the train will take me way beyond those dreamy skies A burning questionmark along the corridors of time I'm finding out just who I am
I am back at the beginning, I have a crust upon my eyes I'm alone in this my blindness, I'm alone but there is still life Not under a tombstone, no worms are lickin' my bones I'm just in a state here day turn to night and it's late
I am back at the beginning, I am black down to my heart I am tied down to this rhythm, In a trance 'til death do us part Like one of those people that are nothing but evil A life of regrets is saved in the flower of death
All the things that are sad are saved inside my madness all I touch will die before the summer is gone All the blackest days will always flood my soul Inviting me to rest upon the leaves of autumn Searching for some kindness, lost inside my blindness I turn around, I turn around
I am back at the beginning, stripped down to the bone I am blank and I am nothing, I am drained of passion and soul I've traveled the world, All the beautyful girls they have made me a lifelong notorious deciever, believe me!! I'll go underground, when the sun beats down (I'll go underground, when the sun beats down)
I am back at the beginning, in the shadows upon my strike So the world have become silent, I can tell that this ain't no life I'm the man without shadow, I've got a stoneful of pillows There's no man in the mirror, just me and I hate what I see!!
All the things that are sad are saved inside my madness all I touch will die before the summer is gone All the blackest days will always flood my soul Inviting me to rest upon the leaves of autumn Searching for some kindness, lost inside my blindness I turn around, turn around
From the underworld we arise on string of bloodstained magnolias Endlessly throwing the dice but there's no way we can get out of here In a time that see no end I'm building this cluster so sinister of thoughts on love and death in a one man strong disaster In a dark tranquility our hearts descend Aching from a bittersweet that'll never end A face with hollow eyes, A face with no more smiles The cold face of perdition, A voice silent cries The blind man the rooster, the ultimate loser
I can be your guardian angel I can be your starlight man You can find a home inside me I can bid you one more dance
I can be your all time father I can be your backup friend Although I speak in tounges of angels It resemble sounds of man
I'm beside you I'm the starlight in your mind Look inside me I am you, that's what I am I'm around you I'm the starlight in your mind Look inside me I am you, that's what I am
Carry on the torch I hand you It'ss not made by human hand Look inside the depth of my eyes And you'll find a universe
I'm no taller than the treetops And my sight is not the best But my mind is at the outlook And my view is from birds nest
I'm beside you I'm the starlight in your mind Look inside me I am you, that's what I am I'm around you I'm the starlight in your mind Look inside me I am you, that's what I am
I'm beside you I can be you guardian angel Look inside me You can find a home inside me I'm around you I'm the starlight in your mind Look inside me I am you, that's what I am
Time is a thief and timelines invisible Embedded them years in the texture of skin Slide down the timeline of youth and sobriety Passing the filters of acceptance and charm
All of a sudden you're rocking he cradle Born out of love for the memory spin One hand the rattle, the other a hammer Racing with time is where you can't win
You can't fight time and you can't just shine on Like in big bold American style There is no facelift to cover the scars So just sit back and enjoy for a while
My generation is fresh out of school My generation is close to the rim Shuffle the options of life's complications Scrambling the landmarks, still wearing it thin
Trading your freedom for a lifetime achievement Sign up for life on a path that grow dim Chained to the customs and daily routines Things will be different, but God knows when
You can't fight time and you can't just shine on Like in big bold American style There is no facelift to cover the scars So just sit back and enjoy for a while
The ticking of time is non reversible So sit back my friend, enjoy the ride All of a sudden you're rocking he cradle Born out of love for the memory spin One hand the rattle, the other a hammer You know racing with time is where you can't win
An observation from the greenhouse A nifty cluster of insanity Not that solid where the ice is thinner Even for dog with a pedigree
You've seen them juggling with emotional devices So confident and so relaxed The league of hasty grown up poets Bumping the world upon its axis
And so it's time to take a stand You've seen your life come shaped by foreign hands And so it's time to make a move Letting the world know that you greatly disapprove
You better stop that roadside drinking Try find the key to the lock Call a halt to the nightmare shrinking See what's in that Christmas stocking
Of money, power, fame and passion The "holy" foursome will spin the ball The ghost of greed above the mansion For leagues of copycats a standard call
And so it's time to take a stand You've seen your life come shaped by foreign hands And so it's time to make a move Letting the world know that you greatly disapprove
Stranded like starfish on the shore, when the moon eclipses the sun So the countdown do begin. No leg, no feet, no run And when the water finally hits us, then it's either sink or swim Examining the clockworks of the Gods, inside your shiny skin Stranded like ET's on the floor when the ships have left the pond We are all left to float about, for countless years to come No it is either do or die, the last and lonely tribe Finding a way to leave the pond, to say a last goodbye
Scanning the same old pages Look for a sign of greatness Learning in the script of life To know your self is self contagious
Hope for a glorious Sunday Push back the crappy Monday Eight days to cross the poles And reach the soil of old Britannia
Angel, your mind is far from home, in a mayhem of it's own These are the lost breaks of Babylon, the bad of Adam's bone Seeking the pleasure of his ground, as human flesh and bone Tell me has love gone slightly wrong or vastly overblown?
Chasing the monster of success and it's catalyzing sparks Flexing the qualities you dispose for entering the game Now it's either do or die, to keep you entertained Keeping the audience on their toes, beyond the last refrain
Scanning the same old pages Look for a sign of greatness Learning in the script of life To know your self is self contagious
Hope for a glorious Sunday Push back the crappy Monday Eight days to cross the poles And reach the soil of old Britannia
On to the riverbeds of time We're scattered driftwood in a sad and lonely line A sum of incidents called "Life" A place where "V.I.P." will grant no further rights
As we are swaying in the wind The image left will go no deeper that your skin But all our doings and our deeds Propel the universe into love overbleed
Just as the river made a hole inside the mountain You throw your soil into the soul of the great nothing It's not so easy to describe, it looks as though you're binding time But you must be waiting for the moments to arise
And so you find yourself in the driver's seat Down the fishing line, the obstacles of time And so you find yourself with a million options chiming Time is such a bitch and fate it's little sister
Those universal minds, the archetypes of life To the great minds of our time our admiration flies All the poets and the queens, all the starlets of our dreams To those who came before and those who opened up the doors
And so you find yourself in the driver's seat Down the fishing line, the obstacles of time And so you find yourself with a million options chiming Time is such a bitch and fate it's little liar
