Verse 1)
Universe of division, mirrors of indicision, life is not a mission, yet we're given a reason
To fly, when we should fall, to cry when we should call, as we play the clown's fool,
And time the conqueror, will conquer you, will conquer me, leave us history,
and like light from the sun, one day there will be none, like everything all gone,
And there will lay a universe of dark, not a single beating heart, what would have teared us apart,
I do not know, i can not see tomorrow, I am only here to beg steal and borrow,
Verse 2)
What are the wings of a dream? What keep it alive, more than the will to survive?
We think in circles, as the dirty milk curdles, coffee burning, cakes cooking,
All to distract us from the obvious, one day there will be none of us,
And all the might of jupitar can not save us, all the love of god, can not penetrate,
We are stood at joseph's gate, waiting for the bell to ring, waiting for the dark to bring,
Chorus)
Quantum light around, from the heavens, from beneath the ground, it frames the picture,
What the hell are we, i think we'll never truely know. for the ant can not see the man,
just like man can not see his master, if he is at all, all we can do is walk till we fall,
And pray someone or something will catch us, save us from the darkness, from the end,
Yet our preyers are childish, nothing listens, no one cares, we live in a universe of endings, not beginings.
Verse 3)
As the purpose of man becomes less and less clear, as we sink into another mug of beer,
Like victims of our own ignorance, too stupid to see, too dumb to care, too simple to know.
I will never play the victim, i am not the man to stop dreaming first, for within me there is an endless thirst,
For more than this universe has to offer, i will journey forever, on the wings of a dream,
