A suited man smiled said: "It's just a matter of time You can have the world at your feet by tomorrow just sign on this line." Hold tight... limelight! Approaching the paramount with the sun in our eyes fearing family ties, legalies, compromise
In a dimly lit room with a stool as his stage a dream-stricken prince of a pauper's descent haunts the eavesdropping silence that presses his window as he sweats a performance to an audience that ticks on the walls
To the practical observer It's just a matter of time "You can deviate from the commonplace only to fall back in line." I understand mine's a risky plan and your system can't miss But is security after all a cause or symptom of happiness?
Brave, yet afraid, his eyes on horizon in a steady-set gaze a mariner soon from an open cocoon takes a moment to summon his courage to stifle his grave apprehension and trembling, approaches the surf
A father's benediction as his hopeful son departs to brave the sea of rage and conquer at all costs lingers in his memory and visions still surviving in a logic-proof shell that should have been held sacred, safe and hidden well are compromised in usury
With every rising sun that yields no sight of land the hesitation cultivates within the tired man and rumors spread of mutiny and though the time will come when dream and day unite tonight the only consolation causing him to fight is fearless faith in destiny
Even when plans fall to pieces I can still find the courage with promise I've found in my faith
Likely or not, it's a dream that we keep and at odds with our senses we'll climb But if faith is the answer, we've already reached it And if spirit's a sign then it's only a matter of time only a matter of time