time to run away You won't find it here Look another way You won't find it here So try another day They took pictures of our dreams Ran to hide behind
There are no lyrics. It is an instrumental from the Live Scenes In New York CD and DVD.
You are once again surrounded by a brilliant white light Allow the light to lead you away from your past and into this lifetime As the light dissipates
never get up Left alone with a cold blank stare I feel like giving up I was blinded by a paradise Utopia high in the sky A dream that only drowned me
A single star behind me A red sky burns aheads A lonely light below me Awake among the dead An overwhelming feeling Leaves me numb and strange A sense
Temptation Why won't you leave me alone? Lurking every corner, everywhere I go Self-control Don't turn your back on me now When I need you the most
the pain My questioning mind Has helped me to find The meaning in my life again Victoria's real, I finally feel At peace with the girl in my dreams
A question well served is silence like a fever A voice never heard or a message with no receiver Pray, they won't ask behind the stained glass There's
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To rejoin the past once again Nothing seems real I`m starting to feel Lost in the haze of a dream And as I draw near The scene becomes clear Like watching
[Instrumental]
charade The city`s cold blood calls me home Home it`s what I long for Back somewhere I belong The city - it calls me Decadent scenes from my memory Sorrow
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[N:] All your eyes have ever seen All you`ve ever heard Is etched upon my memory I spoken through my words All that I take with me Is all you`ve left
[Miracle:] Friday evening The blood still on my hands To think that she would leave me now For that grateful man Sole survivor No witness to the crime
and the pain My questioning mind Has help me to find The meaning in my life again Victoria`s real I finally feel At peace with the girl in my dreams
[Headline:] "Murder, young girl killed Desperate shooting at Echoe`s hill Dreadful ending, killer died Evidently suicide" A witness heard a horrifying
Translation: Dream Theater. Scene Three: Through My Words.
