Lines In The Sand
- Dream Theater (1997)You are listening to the song Lines In The Sand by Dream Theater, writer by Dream Theater in album Falling Into Infinity (Japanese Edition). The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.
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Lyrics
Sometimes, for a moment of bliss
And the passion, we're craving
There's a message we miss
Sometimes when the spirits left alone
We must believe in something
To find if we've grown.
Tragic reflex, shattered calm
Static progress, senses gone
Numb awareness, final psalm.
Swept away with the tide
Through the holes in my hands
Crown of thorns
At my side drawing lines in the sand.
Sometimes, if you're perfectly still
You can hear the virgin weeping
For the savior of your will
Sometimes, your castles in the air
And the fantasies you're seeking.
Are the crosses you bear.
Sacred conflict, blessed prize
Weeping crosses, stainless eyes
Desperate addict, faith disguised.
Swept away with the tide
Through the holes in my hands
Crown of thorns
At my side drawing lines in the sand.
We fabricate our demons
Invite them into our homes
Have supper with the aliens
And fight the war alone
We conjure up our skeletons
Enlist the den of thieves
Frightened from our closets
Then sewn upon our sleeves.
In the stream of consciousness
There is a river crying
Living comes much easier.
Once we admit
We're dying.
Sometimes, in the wreckage of our wake
There's a bitterness we harbor
And hate for hatred's sake
Sometime we dig an early grave
And crucify our instincts
For the hope we couldn't save.
Sometimes a view from sinless eyes
Centers our perspective
And pacifies our cries
Sometimes the anguish we survive
And the mysteries we nurture
Are the fabrics of our lives.
Swept away with the tide
Through the holes in my hands
Crown of thorns
At my side drawing lines in the sand.
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