On The Streets You Look Again

At The Places You Have Been

Or The Moments That You Thought

Where Am I Going

Though The Walls Are Like The Dead

They Reflect The Things You've Said

And The Echoes In Your Head Continue Showing

Near The Castles You Can Build

Out Of Dreams You Half Fullfilled

Won't Keep Out All Of The Ill Wind That Is Blowing

And You Look Still For A Trace

Of An Opening In A Place

Where You Find The Life That You Were Used To Knowing

You Can Walk Out In The Night

And Be Sure That Its Alright

To Exagerate The World That's Only Being

You Can Watch Regina Dance

Through The Crystal Panes Of Glass

Yet You Know That There's So Much That She's Not Seeing

Still You Hold One Precious Thought

After All This Time You've Sought

That She Might Be Just Protecting What She Longs For

And Her Eyes Are Veiled With Black

Cause She Plays She Can Look Back

At The Love She Wanted So But Says Is No More

The Lights Go On, Commense The Cold

As Your Senses Will Be Sold

To The Parrot Watchers Mimicing No Reasons

To Pretend That What They Are

From The Fact Completely Far

While The Truth May Be Betrayal, Lies And Treason

Build Their Towers In The Sand

Down The Roads At Their Command

When The Kingdom Is The Innocence They're Stealing

And Infection Easily Spreads

To The Searching, Twisted Heads

As They Team Up To Tear Down Each Others Feeling