Ayreon Dreamtime
A cry in the silence
A shine in the dark
Like a rising star
The dream is coming
Images of violence
A flight through time and space
It's such a lonely place
The dream has started
The smoke is rising
The vision's getting clearer
And words become a song
In the dreamtime
I've lost control
Marooned and cold
I suffer the fears
Of a future untold
I cannot change
The shape of things to come
The smoke is rising
The vision's getting clearer
And words become a song
In the dreamtime
the smoke is rising
the visions getting clearer
the hands of time running around
realising the future's getting nearer
and words become a song
