THE MAN WHO DIED TWO TIMES
Black suit, black tie
Fallen over the edge
Gravity will always win
Head down
And bracing for the ground
In an instant
Life turns around
Staring back into yourself
Drifting hello and goodbye
Living two lives
Yours and mine
Drifting hello and goodbye
The man who died two times
Atoms dancing to a metronome heart
Face down on track
Train’s rounding the bend
Waiting to depart again
The distant light is bearing down
In an instant
Life turns around
Staring back into yourself
Drifting hello and goodbye
Living two lives
Yours and mine
Drifting hello and goodbye
The man who died two times
Atoms dancing to a metronome heart
All the angels cried
For the man who died two times
And they wiped away tears of laughter
And helped him to survive
Going to station to station
Always ready to revive
Black suit, black tie
Falling over the edge
All the angels cried
For the man who died two times
And they wiped away tears of laughter
And helped him to survive
Going to station to station
Always ready to revive
The man who died two times
Atoms dancing to metronome heart
VISIONARY
Visionary man of the world
Emissary so far from home
In solitary silence so loud
The truth often lies behind a shroud
Flashing back, to the beginning
Retracing all of the memories
Revolving, ever rotating
Opening doors that are waiting
Relentlessly turning the table
Blazing a trail wherever able
Leading the pack, never retreating
Life standing still, time ever fleeting
Visionary man of the world
There’s no replacing what’s been left behind
There’s no returning to that place and time
In sight were all the distant horizons
In flight were all the dreams alive
Traveler, wonder, ascend to sky
EGGSHELL MAN
Falling down
From so high
Eggshell man
Best laid plans
Dead and gone
Eggshell man
Everything is so clear
Though everyone is so near
I’m still so alone, so alone
Falling down tumbling to the ground
Rising up only to fall back down
Everyone’s disappeared
The innocence has gone
Mesmerized by the fear
Life goes on and on
Fragile worlds crashing down
Eggshell man
A paper tiger’s memoirs
Eggshell man
Legacies falling down
Empires return to dust
No last chances left
No words can save it now
Legacies falling down
Empires return to dust
No last chances left
There’s only
Falling down tumbling to the ground
Rising up only to fall back down
IN EXTREMIS
I. Mass (instrumental)
II. On the Ground
Looking down
Shadows dancing on the ground
No one’s here
The memories play
And then disappear
In future tense
The sole consequence
Of every lie
Show no defense
Accept what comes next
For every life
Overland
Overland
They show us their designs
On the Ground
On the Ground
We just don’t seem to understand
Hollow men or architects
Of chaos or design
Accidents of chemistry
Forever falling down
Hollow men or architects
Forever falling down
But we don’t make a sound
We don’t make a sound
III. A Requiem
Summer’s Done
Mother’s gone
Hide away in your denial
Growing old
Growing cold
Seems the key to your survival
Say a prayer
Childhood’s end
Now your fragile world’s been stolen
Love and pain
A requiem
In the end we are all broken
Moving on…
IV. Writing On (instrumental)
V. Overland (instrumental)
VI. It Never Ends
So many restless souls screaming out
Always looking for a second time around
Ghosts of old films playing over
Flickering frames without a sound
Images upon the screen
Recanting all the memories
From the first breath
To the last goodbye
Dust dancing on beams of light
Through open windows
Revolving in 3/4 time
Traveler
Hollow man
Always writing on water
Falling down
Eggshell man
Disappeared with no warning
And as the band begins to play
There’s only one thing left to say
That Chaos will die of a broken heart
When Entropy smiles on the broken man
And in the end
love’s the only thing you can save
And in the end it never ends,
it never ends, never ends
It never ends, never ends.