: A face so pale by fear I know you dream of me human I am watching you I make thoughts come true Trapped in a night so young in a place where the sun
A face so pale by fear I know you dream of me human I am watching you I make thoughts come true Trapped in a night so young in a place where the sun is
a part of a machine A puppet on the strings A rebel, once Now I'm an old man Oh, I know it can't go on But the ghost called fear inside Lames my tongue
part of the machine A puppet on the strings A rebel, once, now I'm an old man Oh, I know this can't go on But the ghost called fear inside Lames my
Where's the ocean's daughter was Peter Pan in Mordor no one's there to keep alive all these fairy tales may I return to Oz will I meet the "Tin Man" "
with a stalker, cheap hooker, jay walkers a table on a sidewalk with four old men slappin' dominos down a city, a village, a neighborhood, a ghost town
means I'mma have to borrow some money] Let's fly a kite [Let's burn the generals] Let's sell lemonade [Let's drink] Let's poke a hole inside the tugboat
from a child Reach deep into his heart And though his time was limited To this one night of the year He could not ignore this child's request So he
looked like the world through the eyes of a child Kind of closes in on you after a while It's a place to grow up and a place to grow old You keep your
Prince, Your daddy's ghost been seen runnin' hither and hince. He's all full of maggots and he's grizzly and grim, Somethin's rotten in Denmark and --
other side. [Solo] Where's the ocean's daughter? Sends Peter Pan in Mordor. No one's there to keep alive, No one's there to keep alive. No one's there
side Where's the ocean's daughter Was Peter Pan in Mordor Noone's there to keep alive All these fairy tales May I return to Oz Will I meet the "Tin Man
Where's the ocean's daughter Was Peter Pan in Mordor No one's there to keep alive All these fairy tales May I return to Oz Will I meet the "Tin Man" "
the world through the eyes of a child Kind of closes in on you after awhile It's a place to grow up and a place to grow old You keep your mouth shut and
man's insincerity Their tongues are fast and free Like a child's translucent un-braced teeth A low relief long horn On a roughneck's rawhide wallet
