Voices (LP版)

Voices (LP版) - Dream Theater

Composed by：管野よう子

Love just don't stare

He used to say to me

Every Sunday morning

The spider in the window

The angel in the pool

The old man takes the poison

Now the widow makes the rules

So speak I'm right here

She used to say to me

Not a word not a word

Judas on the ceiling

The devil in my bed

I guess Easter's never coming

So I'll just wait inside my head

Like a scream but sort of silent

Living out my nightmares

Voices repeating me

Feeling threatened

We reflect your hopes and fears

Voices discussing me

Others steal your thoughts

They're not confined

Within your mind

Thought disorder

Dream control

Now they read my mind on the radio

But where was the Garden of Eden

I feel elated

I feel depressed

Sex is death death is sex

Says it right here on my Crucifix

Like a scream but sort of silent

Living out my nightmares

Voices protecting me

Good behavior

Brings the Savior

To his knees

Voices rejecting me

Others steal your thoughts

They're not confined

To your own mind

I don't want to be here 'cause of my

Suffering 'cause of my illness

Only love is worth having only

Love is what matters loving every

People on equal terms

You've got to know who you're

Dealin' with because like a stranger

A-heh just might come in through

Here with a gun and then what

Would you do eh

Everything is immaterial

'N you know that reality is immaterial

This is not reality

I'm kneeling on the floor

Staring at the wall

Like the spider in the window

I wish that I could speak

Is there fantasy in refuge

God in politicians

Should I turn on my religion

These demons in my head tell me to

I'm lying here in bed

Swear my skin is inside out

Just another Sunday morning

Seen my diary on the newsstand

Seems we've lost the truth to quicksand

It's a shame no one is praying

'Cause these voices in my head

Keep saying

Love just don't stare

Reveal the word when you're

Supposed to

Withdrawn and introverted

Infectiously perverted

Being laughed at and confused

Keeps us pleasantly amused

Enough to sta'

Maybe I'm just Cassandra fleeting

Twentieth century Icon bleeding

Willing to risk Salvation

To escape from isolation

I'm witness to redemption

Heard you speak but never listened

Can you rid me of my secrets

Deliver us from darkness

Voices repeating me

Feeling threatened

We reflect your hopes and fears

Voices discussing me

Don't expect your own Messiah

This never world which you desire

Is only in your mind