Lines In The Sand lyrics
by Dream Theater
Sometimes, for a moment of blissAnd the passion we're cravingThere's a message we missSometimes when the spirit's left aloneWe must believe in somethingTo find if we've grownTragic reflex, shattered calmStatic progress, senses goneNumb awareness, final psalmSwept away with the tideThrough the holes in my handsCrown of thorns at my side Drawing lines in the sandSometimes, if you're perfectly still,You can hear the virgin weepingFor the savior of your willSometimes, your castles in the airAnd the fantasies you're seekingAre the crosses you bearSacred conflict, blessed prizeWeeping crosses, stainless eyesDesperate addict, faith disguisedSwept away with the tideThrough the holes in my handsCrown of thorns at my side Drawing lines in the sandWe fabricate our demonsInvite them into our homesHave supper with the aliensAnd fight the war aloneWe conjure up our skeletonsEnlist the den of theivesFrightened from our closetsThen sewn upon our sleevesIn the stream of consciousnessThere is a river cryingLiving comes much easierOnce we admit we're dyingSometimes, in the wreckage of our wake,There's a bitterness we harborAnd hate for hatred's sakeSometimes we dig an early graveAnd crucify our instinctsFor the hope we couldn't saveSometimes a view from sinless eyesCenters our perspectiveAnd pacifies our criesSometimes the anguish we surviveAnd the mysteries we nurtureAre the fabrics of our livesSwept away with the tideThrough the holes in my handsCrown of thornsAt my side drawing lines in the sand
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