If there's nothing behind the seams

Of what the come down used to be

And these whispers aren't as dark as

They once were

But there's nothing in between the profane and this divinity and these inklings scribble truth

As if it were absurd

When all of those lies

Are just curtains for pride

Then it's really no shame

So there's nothing to blame

Well there's something coming clean

Betwixt the highway and obscurity

And the language spoke has begun to slowly burn

Unabashed dancing queen connecting with infinity

Realign what seems a million yards of hurt

When the dreams open wide

Form the curtains that hide

And the mystery plain

Brings it all home again

So begin again

Begin again

Well who's to say what's not a dream

With the fog obstructing what is seen

And anyway it's all just tangled and obscured

Evanescent emerald sea

The city's pulse the nightmare scene

Transmit these feelings beyond the realm of words

When the dreams lick the sides

Of the curtains that hide

And when it all goes up in flame

Still this golden dream still remains...