Voices - DREAM THEATER


 
"Voices" by Dream Theater
Writer(s): John Petrucci, Kevin F. Moore, Kevin James la Brie, Michael Portnoy, John Myung

Love, just don't stare
He used to say to me
every Sunday morning
The spider in the window
The angel in the pool
The old man takes the poison
Now the widow makes the rules

So speak, I'm right here
She used to say to me
Not a word, not a word
Judas on the ceiling
The devil in my bed
I guess easter's Never coming
So I'll just wait inside my head

Like a scream but sort of silent
living off my nightmares
Voices repeating me
Feeling threatened? We reflect your hopes and fears.
Voices discussing me
Others steal your thoughts they're not confined within your mind.

Thought disorder
Dream control, Now they read my mind on the radio
But where was the Garden of Eden?

I feel elated, I feel depressed
Sex is death, Death is sex
Says it right here on my Crucifix

Like a scream but sort of silent
living off my nightmares
Voices protecting me
Good behavior brings the Savior to his knees.
Voices rejecting me
Others steal your thoughts they're not confined to your own mind.

[Dialogue by rap artist Prix-mo reading from the book "Cultural Revolution".]
I don't wanna be here, 'cause of my suffering, 'cause of my illness.
Only love is worth having, only love is what matters, loving everypeople on equal terms.
You've got to know who you're dealin' with because, like a stranger,
a-heh, just might come in through here with a gun... and then, what would you do? (Heh.)"
Everything is immaterial... 'n' you know that reality is immaterial.
This is not reality...

I'm kneeling on the floor
staring at the wall
like the spider in the window
I wish that I could speak
Is there fantasy in refuge?
God in politicians?
Should I turn on my religion?
These demons in my head tell me to

I'm lying here in bed
Swear my skin is inside out
Just another Sunday morning
Seen my diary on the newsstand
Seems we've lost the truth to quicksand
It's a shame no one is praying
'Cause these voices in my head keep saying... Love, just don't stare.
Reveal the Word when you're supposed to
Withdrawn and introverted
Infectiously perverted
Being laughed at and confused keeps us pleasantly amused enough to stay.

Maybe I'm just Cassandra fleeting
Twentieth century Icon bleeding
Willing to risk Salvation
to escape from isolation

I'm witness to redemption
heard you speak but never listened
Can you rid me of my secrets?
Deliver us from Darkness?

Voices repeating me
Feeling threatened? We reflect your hopes and fears.
Voices discussing me
Don't expect your own Messiah This never world which you desire is only in your mind.

Copyright: Ytse Jams Inc., WB Music Corp.

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