Under a knife you sit and wonder If you reach the pinnacle of acceptance Waves from our beach crash shores to remind us That the sun lives on beyond our souls
We've got nothing to fear here These creatures lay soulless like slaves to the minefield We're not sorry This saddening tale has a cancer untold We will not die alone We will not die alone!
Everything your mother told you Was a lonely rain drop lost in the gutter Photo booths in the sunlight pass judgement on humans Anchor down! Anchor down! Polish my leather shoes, to please my higher self. I strain for one last round, at the hands of the wicked Will workers remember every cheap thread of silk? Will the tailor decipher what each boy had to kill? Searching through London's fog
We're waiting for something new We're hoping that we can get through When night lands we start to drive Our shadow is left behind Where we can get on through! I will not die alone! I am the dreamer, the dreamer of dreams.