He wakes up, yawns, sighs, and struggles out of bed, Packs his bags, throws on a coat that smells of cigarettes. A brand new chapter, thoughts swirl in his head; But thoughts are hot air, and words are lead. He can't escape a certain sense of growing dread And his family, they spread, they bled, they fled. Yeah his Dad lives far away, and his Mother, she don't drive him anywhere, anyway. And his brother sings the same old sons, everyday, and his sister sees sunshine on a cloudy day And this can be the last page or the first, the best day or the worst, It's up to you. And someone out there will see you at your worst, but they know what it's like to hurt, I swear it's true. And life can fill you up 'til you feel fit to burst, take it as a blessing or a curse, it's point of view. But I say why not dive in headfirst, pretty soon we'll find ourselves immersed, And we'll make it though, yeah we'll make it through. He wakes up, yawns, grins, and tumbles out of bed, was up too late, had too much fun, his feet are sore, his eyes are red. A midnight bonfire, smoke and music in his head. Oh my Lord, Lord, Lord they chanted as they sped up and down the darkened streets in search of undiscovered friends, and then back home to what remains, but nevermind, he'll plow ahead. Yeah his Dad buys fancy gifts, and his Mother she can't help him with the burden that he lifts. And his brother well, he just sings and drifts, And his sister she's off working another late night shift. And this can be the last page or the first, the best day or the worst, It's up to you. And someone out there will see you at your worst, but they know what it's like to hurt, I swear it's true. And life can fill you up 'til you feel fit to burst, take it as a blessing or a curse, it's point of view. But I say why not dive in headfirst, pretty soon we'll find ourselves immersed, And we'll make it though, yeah we'll make it through. Yes we can, yes we can, yes we can make it through. And he sings away the days, and he helps so very many other lost souls find their way. And he loves so hard, he breaks, and we'll make it through yeah, we'll make it through someday.

Oh, I've just come from the land of the sun From a war that must be won in the name of truth With our soldiers so brave, your freedom we will save With our rifles and grenades and some help from God I want to see my family My wife and child are waiting for me I've got to go home I've been so alone, you see You just can't believe the joy I did receive When I finally got my leave and I was going home Oh, I flew through the sky and my convictions could not lie For my country I would die and I will see it soon And I want to see my family My wife and child are waiting for me I've got to go home I've been so alone, you see When I walked through the door my wife she laid upon the floor And with tears her eyes did soar, I did not know why Then I looked into her hand and I saw the telegram Said that I was a brave, brave man but that I was dead I want to see my family My wife and child are waiting for me Got to go home I've been so alone, you see I want to see my family My wife and child are waiting for me I've got to go home I've been so alone, you see

Small boy, maybe three or four years old, follows behind his father as he mows the treelawn of their small suburban home. Home Mother watches from behind the lens, captures the little moments on cassettes. Memories, tiny treasures to behold, whoa. The spruce tree fell down in the storm, the empty space became the norm, and now the new buds grow where once a memory stood. Neighbors moved away and sent regards. Old friends little more than Christmas cards. New Years champagne glasses left unfilled, still... School days, tired feet plod through the door. Shoes off television, snacks galore. Back to the small suburban home once more, once more. The tree house fell down in a storm, the empty space became the norm, and now the new buds grow where once a memory stood Time flies, sometimes nothing seems the same. These times could never touch the golden days. Turn on the VCR and watch the tapes... wait... Whats this? Simple as simple can be, mornings eating breakfast, drinking tea. That life is not so different you see, you see. Look for the little moments as they pass, hold on to every teardrop, every laugh. Small boys won't stay small forever, yeah oh yeah.

I was trying to say something real, something vibrant. Needed to say something true, couldn't fight it. But I lost my way in the mist on the horizon. And now today the wind will blow it all away. And when it parts I am kissed by the sun. And in the dark the moon casts shadows as we run. A red wildflower in the day; hope, yes that's what I want to say, what I want to feel. Can I do it on my own? Oh, can I let these chords consume me? Oh, will they take it all away? Do I seem sad? I think I'm not, I know I could be. Do I seem glad? I'm glad I found something to say. Do I seem small? Intimidate me, I'm surrounded. Do I seem wise? I know myself, but nothing more... nothing more And I don't know what this all means, and I don't want to. Just saying thoughts... singing feelings... screaming emotion, can you hear me? Or can you not? Maybe I'm not meant to find out. Lay here in thought until the end of my days, Until the end of my days.

Businessman, lives at his desk, goes from break to break just wishing for a rest. "A brand new day," he scoffs, "just like the rest." Oh, how he wishes for a change. Chorus: How do we just carry on unhappy with the road we trod? Seasons change, years come to pass. The nights we know can never last. Morning comes, people rise with weary hearts to pull on the masks that have gotten them this far. Oh when will we ever learn that change is the only cure? A girl wakes up for school again, wondering if she ever will win. Dreams of ways to break the cycle, to save herself from drifting through another year of high school. There's more to life she heard once upon a time, or was that only true in some old nursery rhyme? Class has started, and she is unaware of the boy who feels the same way, sitting in the neighboring chair. (Chorus) Mother climbs into her car, the trip to the market feels increasingly far. Work is hard, the nights are long, the kids run and play with no idea that she's battling through the day. Steps out into the winter sun, apprehension swells and she wishes she could run. She cries out, "Lord what brought me here?" She waits and listens, but an answer won't appear. (Chorus) Husband sitting in his office chair, gazes into the mirror at his thinning hair. And he wonders where all the time has gone, and if he has become his fathers ideal son. A sigh escapes his pursed lips, he loosens his tie and he tries to get a grip. Steps out, he hasn't seen the outside world in a while. To his face a flower brings a quite uncommon smile. (Chorus)

She turns away Led by the man dressed in grey Down down underground Far far away from the yellow light of day And the boy in blue couldn't bear to see her chained But wouldn't dare to follow down into the grey man's maze So the boy in blue shed a parting tear "I'll see you soon my dear," and then he turned away And he flew overhead And he remembered the words that she said "This is my life, you're better off just moving on," Cried the girl in red But the boy wouldn't take goodbye as an answer And he swore he would set her free someday The grey man led the girl in red deeper through the caves and planted shadows in her head And soon the boy in blue was all but gone from her mind replaced by shackles tight and inky nights and hammers on her spine But still she could recall the warm glow of before his arms around her tight Safe at night The truth she could not ignore So she sent a silent prayer past the grey mans wicked stare "Help me out, oh help me out, for I am lost in a grey nightmare!" And the boy in blue built a lantern fueled by tears And he banished all his fears and followed down Down underground Alone in the dark The grey man gone but left his mark inside her soul she cant control her fear but still she fights and soon it's clear she sees the light and sheds a tear And soon the boy in blue appears She leads the way out from the maze and basks in the light of sunny days And holds him tight in a warm embrace And tears of joy stream down her face Free from the night from the shadows from the grey Standing strong against the bright blue horizon Just close your eyes, hon

Beside my bed there is a lamp And in that lamp there is a lonely moth He’s got one night, he’s got one life And one thing on his mind, and that’s the fire He doesn’t care from where it comes He only knows he’s got to run Toward the brightest promise in his eye Now he’s circling to the ground His wings have burned, he’s falling down I just watch, and wonder how we carry on It was a world I never made I just fell into this old parade They told me it’s my time to shine And they got ways to light me up at night They didn’t care from where I came It seemed they lost their pride and shame Looking for a fire of their own One last ember hits the ground The wood’s all burned, it's ashes now If you look up to the moon, you’ll help me carry on Old man in a bar tonight He sits down on a stool to watch the fight He says “One last drink to light me up And then I do believe I’ve had enough” Chasing dreams that end in pain I’ve chased the sun, I’ve chased the rain But nothing ever seemed to fill my cup I see the angels circling now I feel the moon behind the clouds That’s the kind of fire I’d be proud to carry on