Awake

- kevin moore

"six o'clock on a christmas morning..."
"and for what?"
"well, isn't it for the honor of god,
Aunt kate?"
"i know all about the honor of god,
Mary jane."

Six o'clock the siren kicks him from a dream
Tries to shake it off but it just won't stop
Can't find the strength but he's got promises to keep
And wood to chop before he sleeps

I may never get over
But never's better than now
I've got bases to cover

He's in the parking lot and he's just sitting in his car
It's nine o'clock but he can't get out
He lights a cigarette
And turns the music down
But just can't seem to shake that sound

Once i thought i'd get over
But it's too late for me now
I've got bases to cover

Melody walks through the door
And memory flies out the window
And nobody knows what they want
'til they finally let it all go

The pain inside
Coming outside

So many ways to drown a man
So many ways to drag him down
Some are fast and some take years and years
Can't hear what he's saying when he's talking in his sleep
He finally found the sound but he's in too deep

I could never get over
Is it too late for me now?
Feel like blowing my cover

Melody walks through the door
And memory flies out the window
And nobody knows what they want
'til they finally let it all go

But don't cut your losses too soon
'cause you'll only be cutting your throat
And answer a call while you still hear at all
'cause nobody will if you won't

"six o'clock on a christmas morning..."
"i know all about the honor of god,
Mary..."
"i know all about the honor of god,
Mary jane."

- kevin moore

Falling through pages of martens on angels
Feeling my heart pull west
I saw the future dressed as a stranger
Love in a space-dye vest

Love is an act of blood and i'm bleeding
A pool in the shape of a heart
Beauty projection in the reflection
Always the worst way to start

"but he's the sort who can't know
Anyone intimately, least of all a
Woman. he doesn't know what a woman
Is. he wants you for a possession,
Something to look at like a painting or an ivory box.
Something to own and to display. he doesn't want you to be real,
Or to think or to live. he doesn't love you, but i love you.
I want you to have your own thoughts and ideas and feelings, even when
I hold you in my arms. it's our last chance... it's our last chance..."

Now that you're gone i'm trying to take it
Learning to swallow the rage
Found a new girl i think we can make it
As long as she stays on the page

This is not how i want it to end
And i'll never be open again

"...i was gonna move out...ummm...get,
Get a job, get my own place, ummm,
But... i go into the mall where i
Want to work and they tell me, i'm,
I was too young..."

"some people, gave advice before,
About facing the facts, about
Facing reality. and this is, this
Without a doubt, is his biggest
Challenge ever. he's going to have to face it.
You're gonna have to try, he's gonna to have to try and,
Uh, and, and, and get some help here. i mean no one can
Say they know how he feels."

"that, so they say that, in ya know
Like, houston or something, you'd
Say it's a hundred and eighty degrees,
But it's a dry heat
. in houston they say that?
Oh, maybe not. i'm all mixed up.
Dry until they hit the swimming pool."

"...i get up with the sun... listen.
You have your own room to sleep in,
I don't care what you do. i don't
Care when. that door gets locked,
That door gets locked at night by nine o'clock.
If you're not in this house by nine o'clock, then you'd better find some
Place to sleep. because you're not going to be a bum in this house.
Supper is ready..."

There's no one to take my blame
If they wanted to
There's nothing to keep me sane
And it's all the same to you
There's nowhere to set my aim
So i'm everywhere
Never come near me again
Do you really think i need you

I'll never be open again, i could never be open again.
I'll never be open again, i could never be open again.

And i'll smile and i'll learn to pretend
And i'll never be open again
And i'll have no more dreams to defend
And i'll never be open again

- john petrucci

To rise, to fall.
To hurt, to hate.
To want, to wait.
To heal, to save.

Can't hear it
We fear it
Awareness won't come near it

Distractive
Reactive
Disguised in spite of time

I never bared my emotion
My passion always strong
I never lost my devotion
But somewhere fate went wrong

Can't let them rape me again
Your venom's not family here
Won't let them fill me with
Fatalistic remedies

What if the rest of the world
Was hopelessly blinded by fear?
Where would my sanctity live?
Suddenly nobody cares.

It's never enough
You're wasting your time
Isn't there something i could say?
You don't understand
You're closing me out
How can we live our lives this way?

You tell me i'm wrong
I'm risking my life
Still, i have nothing in return
I show you my hands
You don't see the scars
Maybe you'll leave me here to burn.

What if the rest of the world
Was hopelessly drowning in vain?
Where would our self pity run?
Suddenly everyone cares.

Blood...heal me
Fear...change me
Belief will always save me
Blood...swearing
Fear...staring
Conviction made aware

Give up on misery
Turn your back on dissent
Leave their distrust behind
Wash your hands of regret

Do you feel you don't know me anymore?
And do you feel i'm afraid of your love?
And how come you don't want me asking?
And how come my heart's not invited?
You say you want everyone happy
Well, we're not laughing.

And how come you don't understand me?
And how come i don't understand you?
Thirty years say we're in this together
So open your eyes.

People in prayer for me
Everyone there for me
Sometimes i feel i should face this alone
My soul exposed
It calms me to know that i won't

Blood...heal me
Fear...change me
Belief will always save me
Blood...swearing
Fear...staring
Conviction made aware

Give up on misery
Turn your back on dissent
Leave their distrust behind
Wash your hands of regret

Blood...heal me
Fear...change me
Belief will always save me
Blood...swearing
Fear...staring
Conviction made aware

Learning from misery
Staring back at dissent
Leaving distrust behind
I'm inspired and content

- john myung

He seems alone and silent
Thoughts remain without an answer
Afraid and uninvited
He slowly drifts away

Moved by desire and fear
Breaking delicate wings

Lifting shadows
Off a dream once broken
She can turn a drop of water
Into an ocean

As the rain is pouring down
Tears of sorrow wash his mind
Drifting with the current
This stream of life flows on

He seems alone and silent
Waiting on his hands and knees
The chill of winter's darkness sits quietly

Moved by desire and fear
He takes a few steps away

Lifting shadows
Off a dream once broken
She can turn a drop of water
Into an ocean

And she listens openly

He pours his soul into the water
Reflecting the mystery
She carries him away
And the winds die slowly

And she listens openly
And she listens openly

Lifting shadows
Off a dream once broken
She can turn a drop of water
Into an ocean

Lifting shadows off a dream
Lifting shadows off a dream