Pillow of Dreams

[Hook] Face paints and pantomimes Daily operations in the cycle of the orthodox Repetitious wastes of time I’ll believe in you again as long as you don’t leave this box All in together now Give me your all and I’ll give you my opinion But you seem so scared to smile You have to learn to dance to get a chance at redemption Just as the leaves change Make sure your name embraces brilliance to be reborn But tell me if you find insane Heard he was last seen lost in a laugh traveling the path you’re on Failure never fails to shoulder tap Just knowing that is enough to keep the pistons pumping See I live for greatness As an example to my sons I’ll capture the sun [Verse] I talk to the stars and walk on the clouds Hold hands with lightning to strike fear From where I stand there’s no living allowed Only surviving the next sundial cycle Telegraph punch is my poison of choice Raise your hand when it tackles the blood stream Recently removed the crutch from my voice To take part in silence recital Flat on my face for bridge burning pleasure But the clouds are my footsteps with no fear Went out on a limb after climbing the tree of life for good measure There’s never been a sun rise as tomorrows The morning of tonight is what we crave I didn’t see you standing there with your eyes closed Now that you walk by sight and not by faith I pray you have some new prey to follow There's too much time on my hands and not a watch in sight I hold an abacus in each pocket to countdown The moments that change the dark to the light All that we touch is so fragile There’s rhythm in the wave crash There’s music in the breeze I was always the first to be the last But having lasting life alone is a battle The Casualties of war tastes so sweet Even though your house of cards will topple You only wanted to get some sleep Knowing your alarm clock was broken If only you could wake up You could hear the cries of tomorrow’s memories Knowing that your existence rides on the wings of a dove Lets just hope when you arrive the door is open Where do we go from here, silence is golden But I heard that the noise shines platinum If I ever shed a single tear for the yesterdays stolen Don’t wake me, I smile in nightmares Consequence holds me close to the bosom I often thought life would reflect simple See I fell in love with no regard for the cushion Even though my pillow of dreams was right there [Hook]