Dollars down the penny drain Frozen in the clouds Dream away the last of pain In waterfalls of sounds Float across the icy pools Leaves with curl and
to the day See the carpet of the sun The green grass, soft and sweet Sands upon the shores of time Of oceans, mountains deep Part of the world that you live
Travel the days of freedom Roads leading everywhere Come with me now And show how you care Follow the dying embers Cross on the paths they lay Breath
burns for you Mother Russia, can't you hear him too? Mother's son, freedom's overdue Lonely man, he thinks of you He isn't done, only lives for you
Tried to take it all away Learn her freedom just inside a day And find her soul To find their fears allayed Tried to make her love their own They took
(Vocalise)
Running hard towards what used to be Losing ground in changes sliding endlessly Reaching out for mirrors hidden in the web Painting lines upon your face