But all I remember Are the dreams in the mist These dreams go on when I close my eyes Every second of the night I live another life These dreams that
it's more than I can take And I close my eyes, I dream that I'm awake I try to keep awake I try to keep awake I try to keep awake, but I I can feel this
fate Dreams don't have deadlines It's never to late Even a broken clocks right Twice a day and straight Teamwork makes the dream work While your awake
thinker But you gotta respect me Cause the way you affect me I'll never have to be a drinker Bessie, my dreams of you are messy Heaven knows I used to lie awake
it all Through the looking glass A smile appears in the tree branch there Take the Hatter's words in jest Don't wake her up, she could be dreaming you
fooled me? will these signs I see next fail to free me? I can't tell the difference between what's real and dream it's as if I awake from the deepest
Yet another sluggard hour stumbles past, it's no wonder life looks better through the bottom of a glass. these bitter litanies you keep repeating, are
wonderland called Hell The things that children dream of Are present in this land Look in my eyes and trust me Come take my hand The looking glass
Hit the brakes, hit the glass Time to shake the hands of fate The mistakes from the past Flashed before his face There is a man, intensive care When he awakes
still in my eyes The shadow of necklace across your thigh I might have lived my life in a dream But I swear, this is real Memory fuses and shatters like glass
act as if nothing ever.. Died or faded away, got lonelier with age And time isn't on our side I'm sorry to take the thoughts that keep you awake And
ours Coffee glass that had fell from my hand Like a child couldn't quite understand What was I doin? there Far away from nowhere, on my own I was tired and awake
see what's done to me Live in fear, the sun is falling from the sky Can't stay awake, can't stay awake Can't stay awake, burning alive I cannot breathe
Mutilator! Cry out! He's the Mutant Mutilator! Scream out! He's the Mutant Mutilator! Daybreak, and the nerd was awake I guess it must have been a dream
walls and trumpets thousand fold Prophets chained for burning masks And reels of dream unrolled . . . B:bolero - the peacock's tale (instrumental) C:the battle of glass
that bad And away she threw The tapes and any chance she had Of returning to Over the heartache lucid dreaming Of the lost way out And if we are awake
A calm day will This dream is, this dream is This dream is in a telescope now This dream is, this dream is This dream is, this dream is This dream is
And what about the times Now I'm grabbing out at breaking glass An attempt to find a memory That makes it seem glorious or at least okay But all I have