Dream Theater

If I'd started from the top
And worked my way down
There'd be no reason
To live forever
To live forever

The starvation has turned
Me outside in
And the wind has blown
Me halfway across the world
Across the world

Why was I born
In an age of distrust
I'd offered some change
For a photograph

It will always stay the same
Always be the same

Until I show desire for revenge
My heart never once went astray
As long as I have to die in the attempt
Then there'd be no reason
To live forever

Until I show desire for revenge
As long as I have to die in the attempt
As long as I have to die in the attempt
Then there'd be no reason
No reason
No reason
To Live Forever
To Live Forever
  'This just in from Baghdad... Seven patriot missiles
have been spotted above Cuba.'
				

Dream Theater

[Instrumental]
				

Vanden Plas

Here's the grand illusion
Supersticious man
I can see how all began
A pocket full of dreams
And a story backwards told
We dream it all in vain
Holding on, holding on
This is my final warning
Here is my news today

Tis is my crying
For these good old bad days
Kings and queens and president
This is my world, this is my crying
For these good old bad days
Give her away, taking it down
To the poisoned water
This is my world, this is my world

Where's the grand solution
Unimmortal world
Any fool can rule the land
Where everyhting has changed
And the dog spelled
Backwards good
Infected til the end
Holding on, holding on
This is my final warning
Here's my news today

This is my crying
For these good old bad days
King and queens and presidents
For these good old bad days
Give her away, taking it down
To the poisoned water
				

Vanden Plas

Oh yeah! 2,3,4

Goodbye, Goodbye,
You're running away
A sign in red, a notice couldn't stay
And some clouds are rollin' by
Its sayes

Couldn't cry the tear
The Raining in my eyes is 'cos
You're breakin' my heart
In these Days of Thunder
You're breakin' my heart ....
In these days of thunder
Your breaking my heart
Goodbye Good Love, too late to break
Medicine man has no chance to make us stay, for me
Oooooooh
And the is passing by
What happened to you to die
Breakin' my heart
In these Days of Thunder
You're breakin' my heart
Days of thunder
you're breakin' my heart
In these Days of Thunder
'cos you're You're breakin' my heart
You're breakin' my heart
In these Days of Thunder
Days of Thunder
You're breakin' my heart
You're breakin' my heart
In these Days of Thunder
You're breakin' my heart
You're breakin' my heart
Days of Thunder
In these Days of Thunder
You're breakin' my heart
You're breakin' my heart
In these Days of Thunder
You're breakin' my heart
				

Fates Warning

There's a blind desire there's a drive
There's a need to leave some lasting feat
Something to hold, something to keep
A monument to complete

There's a written page there's a book
There's a search for something to say
Something to share, something to speak
A monument to convey

Is it fiction, is it confession
Is it a passion or just a profession
Is it performance, is it expression
Is it a passion or just an obsession

There's a photograph there's a frame
There's a time, a moment to confine
Something to save, something to see
A monument to enshrine

Is it performance, is it expression
Is it a passion or just a profession
Is it fiction, is it confession
Is it a passion or just an obsession

There's an empty room there's a blank page
There's a picture left incomplete
Something is lost, something remains
A monument to defeat

Is it fiction, is it confession
Is it a passion or just a profession
Is it performance, is it expression
Is it a passion or just an obsession
				

Fates Warning

Walking through a wasteland of words and memories
Looking for the person i used to be
Thoughts i don't recognize make me realize
Times have changed and so have i
And a familiar fear comes back to me

Pale fire
Dry land getting drier
Nothing can grow
In the ashes of desire
Pale fire
Burned on the desire
No one can grow
With nothing to inspire

The bitter harvest of a barren land
I'm painting pictures you don't understand
Dust blinds my eyes, makes me realize
I'm choking life with living lies

Pale fire
Dry land getting drier
Nothing can grow
In the ashes of desire
Pale fire
Burned on the desire
No one can grow
With nothing to inspire

And a familiar fear claims another day
Wondering have i said all i have to say
				

Shadow Gallery

Hold onto these memories
I grant you the gifts of our lives
Lost in the sands of time
Deserts forever

Relentlessly barren
I crossed them all in the blink of an eye
I command light and solar winds
To transport me

The deepest assurance, I speak with my mind
Caves of glass shatter before me
The wheels are in motion, forever they turn
And are carved in the great book of life

There in your room, alone in the shadows
I smashed down the walls and set you free
I carry the torch that trembles the mountains
Seen visions of power, beyond all belief

You close your eyes, I reach out and touch you
Reflections in pools, the deepest of dreams
Rumors of war, rage in your heart now
The wheels are in motion, together we turn them

Come down with fire, I want to love you
Want to take you into my heart
We'll cruise the star ways
And from the moment that we touch
Our love turns into a crystalline dream

Fly where your dreams go
With open eyes it's the dawn and you're alive
No time or space here, I walk in castles of gold
Our love turns into a crystalline dream
				

Shadow Gallery

On the run from
Suicide
Love breeches
Temptation
On the edge boy
What's inside
You better look
You better run and hide
Storms coming
A hurricane
Tear the roof from the
The foundation
Crystal ball smashed again
It's all there in the balance
Hanging

Wrong time to not regret your actions
These are dangerous roads that we travel tonight
I'm tuning into you your eyes are faintly glowing
Can't you see the truth my mind is deeper than life
It's a strange dream and I know you're in it
Clinging to a rainbow by your fingernails
I'm shining bright as a star my thoughts become electric
Cause my soul is alive
It's deeper than life
Than life

No time
For real life
You're heading
For deep trouble
Star tripping
Red line
All engines
At full throttle
Lost balance
On such a dream
Wasted love on your
Precious money
Look around
Time to scream
You hit the skids
At the speed of light now

Fill all of that emptiness with the blood I've shed
It's the spirit of life
Don't build your dreams on the treasures of man
They'll drag you away
It's a deadly lie

Sad song why don't they ever listen
It's the gift of love that helps to keep us alive
You miss the point again and it's your last horizon
Can't you see the truth my mind is deeper than life
I'm a strong man yes I can see the future
And it's good or bad and nowhere in between
You can't just spin the wheel you've got to ride on lightning
Cause your soul is alive
It's deeper than life
Than life
				

Landmacq

Frame by frame, image...moving
Day by day, constant...changing
Word for word, thoughts unspoken
Night by night, the dream is broken

My blood is on the cutting room floor
My sweat is on the cutting room floor
My tears are on the cutting room floor
My life is in the cutting room....

Shape the life, moments...chosen
Sharp the knife, the blade is frozen
Time and pain, unforgiving
Scars remain, now for living

My blood is on the cutting room floor
My sweat is on the cutting room floor
My tears are on the cutting room floor
My life is in the cutting room.... 
				

Landmarq

lying here on this bed of nails,
you have no idea how it feels
sun beats down and burns my eyes
but I’m already blind
to the world outside, world outside
(world outside, world outside)

lying here losing track of time,
finding ways to free my mind
music plays inside my head
voices call but nothing’s said
and the world outside, world outside
(world outside, world outside)

hopeless, helpless,
this situation is getting worse
you’re telling me it’s all in my mind
faces, places, distant fading memories
I got plenty of time but none on my side

so I keep dreaming, as the siren wails
and I just keep waking on a bed of nails

night-time seems to last for years,
someone screams but no-one hears
as sleep begins to close my eyes
the sun comes up
on the world outside, world outside....
				

Eldritch

What color are you God?
What side are you on?
Sure you're conceiving love?
We are born to wage wars!

Check it out from your high throne
Rabid dogs sinking teeth into skin
Hear the screams getting closer
Everyone is smelling like xenophobia

CHORUS
What's the color of the earth tomorrow?
We'll all be acting like avengers

Thank you god for our planet
Tell us why some people are dark and some briht
Sure you meant just one community?
This difference is spinning the world against its own run..

CHORUS
What's the color of the earth tomorrow?
We'll all be acting like avengers
Disagreeing words sound so hollow...
(no one wants to take the blame)
what's the color of the race to follow?

...By extreme prejudice...

What color are you God?
What side are you on?

CHORUS
What's the color of the earth tomorrow?
We'll all be acting like avengers
Disagreeing words sound so hollow...
(no one wants to take the blame)
What's the color of the race to follow?
				

Tiles

Magellan

A writer like a blacksmith-forging works of iron
The jagged edges tempered into solid scripts for hire
Solitary craftsman at his console merging audio discrete
An ever changing soundscape sets the stage; the twains shall meet
In a union strong

Just like a working stiff
He is a songsmith
In a strange synthesis
"restoration" announced
It's the new riffs that count (no mainstream bore playing 13/4...)

Break out of silence-complete the curve
The songsmith maintaining his avant-garde nerve
Innovation his palette-the urge and the test
Adrenalin flowing, he can't even rest unless-
Harmonic elements and special fx
Conform to all his whims, an interpretive text
But he'd sing for the masses if he just had the time
With a vocal ideal and a long lyric line
He is a songsmith

Break out of silence-complete the curve
The songsmith maintaining his avant-garde nerve
Innovation his palette-the urge and the test
Adrenalin flowing, he can't even rest unless-
Harmonic elements and special effects

Conform to all his whims, an interpretive text
And he'd sing for the media if he had equal time
With a vocal ideal and a long lyric line
He is a songsmith
It's not too late for the songsmith

The curtain opens for creativity
Give a backseat role to conspiracy
Hear the signature and the melody
Of the author flow in polyphony
Will the writer last?
Will his trade survive?
In a world of commerce
Can he hope to thrive?
If his final sequence is not contrived
Keep him honest now
Just to keep him alive

We need the songsmith...
				

Aragon