Lines in the Sand (live)-Dream Theater

[00:00.000] 作词 : Portnoy, Michael / Myung, John Ro / Petrucci, John / SHERINIAN, DEREK G [00:00.002] 作曲 : Portnoy, Michael / Myung, John Ro / Petrucci, John / SHERINIAN, DEREK G [00:00.05] [00:05.78]lines in the sand [00:09.57]dream theater [00:13.46]falling into infinity [00:17.36] [00:21.30]music: dream theater [00:25.30]lyrics: john petrucci [00:30.30] [02:46.44]sometimes, for a moment of bliss [02:53.54]and the passion, we're craving [02:57.68]there's a message we miss [03:01.74]sometimes when the spirits left alone [03:09.02]we must believe in something [03:12.92]to find if we've grown [03:15.78] [03:19.35]tragic reflex, shattered calm [03:22.05]static progress, senses gone [03:24.94]numb awareness, final psalm [03:29.13] [03:34.05]swept away with the tide [03:40.93]through the holes in my hands [03:47.66]crown of thorns at my side [03:54.49]drawing lines in the sand [03:58.38] [04:13.42]sometimes, if you're perfectly still [04:20.90]you can hear the virgin weeping [04:24.51]for the savior of your will [04:28.84]sometimes, your castles in the air [04:36.07]and the fantasies you're seeking [04:40.10]are the crosses you bear [04:43.44] [04:46.58]sacred conflict, blessed prize [04:49.22]weeping crosses, stainless eyes [04:52.59]desperate addict, faith disguised [04:56.83] [05:01.18]swept away with the tide [05:08.08]through the holes in my hands [05:14.84]crown of thorns at my side [05:21.70]drawing lines in the sand [05:25.44] [07:28.95]we fabricate our demons [07:32.76]invite them into our homes [07:36.70]have supper with the aliens [07:40.38]and fight the war alone [07:44.44]we conjure up our skeletons [07:48.42]enlist the den of thieves [07:52.67]frightened from our closets [07:56.44]then sewn upon our sleeves [07:59.93] [08:02.76]in the stream of consciousness [08:10.99]there is a river crying [08:18.98]living comes much easier [08:26.31] [08:27.54]once we admit [08:32.26]we're dying [08:35.99] [10:16.42]sometimes, in the wreckage of our wake [10:23.70]there's a bitterness we harbor [10:27.98]and hate for hatred's sake [10:31.92]sometime we dig an early grave [10:39.66]and crucify our instincts [10:42.98]for the hope we couldn't save [10:45.95] [10:47.36]sometimes a view from sinless eyes [10:54.64]centers our perspective [10:59.01]and pacifies our cries [11:02.88]sometimes the anguish we survive [11:10.09]and the mysteries we nurture [11:15.00]are the fabrics of our lives [11:18.07] [11:21.65]swept away with the tide [11:28.59]through the holes in my hands [11:35.39]crown of thorns at my side [11:41.99]drawing lines in the sand [11:47.55]