Worktape of a new song
I'm walking the aisle
Between lies and truth
And kneeling at the altar
Of my misspent youth
Bowing my head
To receive the proof
And have a face-to-face
In my phone booth
Put my old cape on
And adjust my tights
Open the door
and go to meet those lights
Pretend I'm unstoppable
Like the stars at night
Like the Lone Ranger
Riding towards a fight
There's a fine line
Between love and pain
Between a high speed chase
And a run away train
Between the face in my mirror
And the one outside the frame
Between my thoughts and my behaviors
Between sleet, snow and rain
Here in this room
Where all the lines connect
And the demons they're confirming
All those things that I suspect
I pretend that Ia€™m not me
Or I'm better than I am
Smarter than Stephen Hawking
And I always have a plan
(Bridge)
Dreams are unforgiving
When they refuse to die
And the harder that you chase them
The more you wonder why
They dance around your fingertips
So beautiful and aloof
And when you finally touch them
They show you the truth
The truth...