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Текст (слова) песни: Dream Theater - II. Voices



- John Petrucci

`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 off 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 off 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 wanna 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? (Heh.)"
"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Withdrawn and introverted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 stay.`

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 neverworld which you desire
is only in your mind.

 

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