作词 : Dream Theater, Petrucci Lines In The Sand Dream Theater Falling Into Infinity
Music: Dream Theater Lyrics: John Petrucci
Sometimes, for a moment of bliss And the passion, we're craving There's a message we miss Sometimes when the spirits left alone We must believe in something To find if we've grown
Swept away with the tide Through the holes in my hands Crown of thorns at my side Drawing lines in the sand
Sometimes, if you're perfectly still You can hear the virgin weeping For the savior of your will Sometimes, your castles in the air And the fantasies you're seeking Are the crosses you bear
Swept away with the tide Through the holes in my hands Crown of thorns at my side Drawing lines in the sand
We fabricate our demons Invite them into our homes Have supper with the aliens And fight the war alone We conjure up our skeletons Enlist the den of thieves Frightened from our closets Then sewn upon our sleeves
In the stream of consciousness There is a river crying Living comes much easier
Once we admit We're dying
Sometimes, in the wreckage of our wake There's a bitterness we harbor And hate for hatred's sake Sometime we dig an early grave And crucify our instincts For the hope we couldn't save
Sometimes a view from sinless eyes Centers our perspective And pacifies our cries Sometimes the anguish we survive And the mysteries we nurture Are the fabrics of our lives
Swept away with the tide Through the holes in my hands Crown of thorns at my side Drawing lines in the sand
[00:00.000] 作词 : Dream Theater, Petrucci [00:05.78]Lines In The Sand [00:09.57]Dream Theater [00:13.46]Falling Into Infinity [00:17.36] [00:21.30]Music: Dream Theater [00:25.30]Lyrics: John Petrucci [00:30.30] [02:46.44]Sometimes, for a moment of bliss [02:53.54]And the passion, we're craving [02:57.68]There's a message we miss [03:01.74]Sometimes when the spirits left alone [03:09.02]We must believe in something [03:12.92]To find if we've grown [03:15.78] [03:19.35]Tragic reflex, shattered calm [03:22.05]Static progress, senses gone [03:24.94]Numb awareness, final psalm [03:29.13] [03:34.05]Swept away with the tide [03:40.93]Through the holes in my hands [03:47.66]Crown of thorns at my side [03:54.49]Drawing lines in the sand [03:58.38] [04:13.42]Sometimes, if you're perfectly still [04:20.90]You can hear the virgin weeping [04:24.51]For the savior of your will [04:28.84]Sometimes, your castles in the air [04:36.07]And the fantasies you're seeking [04:40.10]Are the crosses you bear [04:43.44] [04:46.58]Sacred conflict, blessed prize [04:49.22]Weeping crosses, stainless eyes [04:52.59]Desperate addict, faith disguised [04:56.83] [05:01.18]Swept away with the tide [05:08.08]Through the holes in my hands [05:14.84]Crown of thorns at my side [05:21.70]Drawing lines in the sand [05:25.44] [07:28.95]We fabricate our demons [07:32.76]Invite them into our homes [07:36.70]Have supper with the aliens [07:40.38]And fight the war alone [07:44.44]We conjure up our skeletons [07:48.42]Enlist the den of thieves [07:52.67]Frightened from our closets [07:56.44]Then sewn upon our sleeves [07:59.93] [08:02.76]In the stream of consciousness [08:10.99]There is a river crying [08:18.98]Living comes much easier [08:26.31] [08:27.54]Once we admit [08:32.26]We're dying [08:35.99] [10:16.42]Sometimes, in the wreckage of our wake [10:23.70]There's a bitterness we harbor [10:27.98]And hate for hatred's sake [10:31.92]Sometime we dig an early grave [10:39.66]And crucify our instincts [10:42.98]For the hope we couldn't save [10:45.95] [10:47.36]Sometimes a view from sinless eyes [10:54.64]Centers our perspective [10:59.01]And pacifies our cries [11:02.88]Sometimes the anguish we survive [11:10.09]And the mysteries we nurture [11:15.00]Are the fabrics of our lives [11:18.07] [11:21.65]Swept away with the tide [11:28.59]Through the holes in my hands [11:35.39]Crown of thorns at my side [11:41.99]Drawing lines in the sand [11:47.55]
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