THE
1999
Deprivation of my sleep
is so bad
I need to weep
myself into a coma
And drift far far away
from reality
sing me a lullaby
"Summertime"
I'm dreaming
I'm dreaming
Temporary failure to close my eyes
leeds to a final
loss of sanity
I need to slip
into a deep sunken sleep
And drift far, far away
from reality
I'm dreaming
I'm dreaming...
It has always been in the back of my mind
Dreaming about going through corners of time
I always wanted to fly in strange machines
I wanna do centuries in a lifetime
And feel it with my hands
Touch world war II and Cleopatra
flying...
Could it be that my dream would come true
Building a machine that would actually do
What I want to do
Russian revolution, let's do it in one day
Beethoven and Gershwin I think that would
be OK
More than anything I wanna fly in strange
machines
I wanna do centuries in a lifetime
And feel it with my eyes
Watch Jesus rise. If he ever did
Flying...
I wanna do centuries in a lifetime
And feel it with my hands
Touch renaissance and Shaka Khan
Flying...
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I know from a lesser tribe
I
suppose the range of my intelligence
is
way too wide
And you don't see me
'cause
I don't have much to say
My
emotional outlet
is
consuming the better part of me
And
apart from the wrong words
a tortured cry is making me see
That
you don't see me
'cause
I don't have much to say
Hours
and hours of jealousy
are
passing me by
Although
hollow silence
is
the only wave
going
through your brain
And
you don't see me
'cause
I don't have much to say
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Y CANCIONES DE DISCOS ANTERIORES:
[Peace comes
through thinking with your heart and not with words.
Until then we'll
light another candle for this world.]
What is left of
our world, today
Walls have
fallen with peace
But walls are
build within our hearts
Wars are fought
within
A cloak lies
over our world
A misery show
without an end
The masses
follow the masses
The blind will
lead the way
To see the colors
that rest within your mind
The paradise
we seek lies inside
Who's to blame,
who will lose
Now the dice
have been rolled
We must find the
guilty ones
Instead of
condemning what has been done
Who shall we
praise now
When all our
gods are gone
Living is not
just to live
In a conrete or
cardboard box
Think in a
carbonized world
Where all has
been done before
The thought of
a perfect world
On the pile of
broken dreams
From the smoking
cities we shall rise
And on the ashes
we will build
Praying for that
one day
The sun will
rise again...
[Stories about unicorns and dragons are
just fairytales, so we're told.
But don't we all have our personal
dragons? Fantasy is a world not far from reality.]
In everyone hides a king for a day
Nature's actors, in tragedies we play
But deep bows the head that bears the
crown
For the weight of might can always pull us
down
Soon my reign will end
I, a king without hands
Soon this day will end
As my tears descend
Everyone has his own dragons to slay
Look in her eyes, never turn away
Every treasure you find
And every road you take
Has it's opposite side
Sacrifices to make
Dream on...
Sleep on...
Time is my only fear
An enemy of sand
My dreams are old
A new king will rise
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