Do you remember Look at me And all the things we'd said we'd be We'd beat the house We'd push the odds We'd take it all we had the cards With years
Someone Got themselves a letter In the mail the other day It's already worn and tattered And I guess It gives away All the things we keep inside All
Behind the wheel just went along I'm tired of hearing the same old song Look I rule the night No end in sight I think I'm going insane, oh yeah Engines
You were never one for waiting Still I always thought you'd wait for me Have you from your dream awakened And from where you are what do you see Which
[Music & Words: Jon Oliva, Criss Oliva, Paul O'Neill] Someone Got themselves a letter In the mail the other day It's already worn and tattered And I
Don't want to walk upon the water Don't want to look across the waves Instead of seeing hills of water I just see markers on their graves But in the
Can you see the future Though it's well disguised Is the end so certain That you've closed your eyes Dark as the dark can be Beckons eternity Exits
Time Standing all alone I bled for you I wanted to Each drop my own Slowly they depart But fall in vain Like desert rain And still they fall on and
Blackjack guillotine Razor sharp Always clean Gotta lie Very wide Once inside she knows what to do She knows what to do Skin tight China white Just
So after all those one night stands You've ended up with heart in hand A child alone On your own Retreating Regretful for the things you're not And all
If I closed my eyes Would it all subside To an echo in the night Of a distant fading light Then a stranger's silhouette A burning cigarette And somewhere
alone in the darkness lonely and scared you're in fear of your life deadly witch's crystal sensing your fears my spell is cast on you my little dear
Times were changing Eighteen years and fading Ain't a lot of time left to be a star On an island All alone and dying Walk upon the water But you won
He was standing all alone Trying to find the words to say When every prayer he ever prayed Was gone And the dreams he's never owned Are still safely
In the dark and bleeding With the shadows seething There he stands alone Fools and faith conspire Questions of desire That they never owned Kings without
Welcome to the system Here's the situation It's a bit confusing Welcome to the maze Everybody sees what Everybody wants to Everyone avoids Every other
[Taken from Dead Winter Dead] [Music: Jon Oliva, Paul O'Neill, Bob Kinkel] [Instrumental]
I haven't thought about you for a while It seemed so far away I keep your pictures hidden in a file Of favorite one act plays Like pieces of myself
