[K. Vanderhoof] Starved for destination, a beggar man by trade A desperate man needs more than someone else to blame Friendless he appears, he hides
I ride alone, the wasteland that I cross Will take another life, we'll take another loss I feel the dry wind, dust is in my eyes The arctic cold at night
I've been waking up shaking and the bottles are gone What will I do with my day and how will I get along? I need a replacement for the habit I have I
The war is over The crypt we now taste In the late 1900's, there is no human race We split the planet with atomic birth Man has died We seal the
Times like these to people please Fables spread like some disease New age gods like old facades Write a book you'll like the odds You'll like the odds
Extended hand a friendly man who doesn't trust a soul I wonder why that meeting eyes could put your life on hold Do people feel humanity is something
[K. Vanderhoof / R.Munroe] Cleaning up the wreckage of the past, how many more times Will we have to pass the test Their eyes have been upon our every
Black scared and bleeding From the lashes to my soul I chose to stand my ground Not do as i was told Thinking like mindless sheep These people were
[K. Vanderhoof / R. Munroe] And when the strings are pulled again, the puppets dance like mortal men Who carved in stone our future and our past Shall
[K. Vanderhoof / R. Munroe] Dreams of the dark embracing me, these thoughts I can't control Searching for light to set me free, from my troubled soul
I've got nowhere to go I've got some rocks to throw today A child so lost in time A kid whose mind's been blown away He's heard all he can hear And seen
On the pedestal you stand of promises to keep I can make the changes and keep you off the streets I will never let you down together we can win All I
I prey upon your morbid fear of terminal disease You won't know the difference, now it's time for surgery Another shot, another pill two weeks therapy
I hear it in a minstrel wind It's crying out the tune Of a prophet's only hope to tell the world He wrote it down it on parchment But alas, no one believes
So now I've told you time after time Jump to conclusions when you make up your mind Is this the road that you want to be on You'll find out soon that
So now I've told you time after time Jump to conclusions when you make up your mind Is this the road you want to be on You'll find out soon that it's
I hold the key to the world's security Any price they'll pay to me, pay to me I see the signs and I heed the call No one will know me, no one at all
In an act of desperation, he put a gun to his head In his mind confusion, nothing but delusion Thinking he was better off dead No one to be his savior
