Something about me stood apart A whisper of hope that seemed to fail Maybe I'm born right out of my time Breaking my life in two. Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, born I was… Thursday's child
There's something in the air Raged for the last time But I know you'll hold your head up high There's nothing we have to say There's nothing in our eyes But there's something in the air Something in my eye
Was she never there? Was she ever? Was it air she breathed? At the wrong time On the wrong day All the lights are fading now If I'm dreaming all my life
The gods forgot they made me So I forget them too I listen to the shadows I play among their graves My heart was never broken My patience never tried I got seven days to live my life Or seven ways to die
Grown inside a plastic box Micro thoughts and safety locks Hearts become outdated clocks Tickin' in your mind Now it's time to close our eyes Now it's time to say goodbye Now it's time to face the lie That we'd never cry What's really happening?
I am the dragon, I am the sky I am the blood at the corner of your eye I found the secrets I found gold I find you out before you grow old The pretty things are going to hell They wore it out but they wore it well
New Angels of promise, We despair We are the dead dreams We take the blame, oh Take us to the edge of time We are the fabulous lovers I am a blind man and she's my eyes...
Shallow man Speaks to the shadows Moves his trembling hands And he's always a little late For the dawning of the day So it goes Just a searcher Lonely soul The last of the dreamers