The waters turn The hardships we endure You ain't the only son Or forgotten daughter Yet I keep on running And I won't look back The waters rise You never know just where they're at We have drowned in blackened waters

The loveliness of Paris seems somehow sadly gray The glory that was Rome is of another day I've been terribly alone and forgotten in Manhattan I'm going home to my city by the Bay I left my heart in San Francisco High on a hill, it calls to me To be

I need something more Tell me what you see Touch, I remember touch Pictures came with touch A painter in my mind A tourist in a dream A visitor it seems A half-forgotten song Where do I belong?

This is for long-forgotten Light at the end of the world Horizon crying So long ago The tears he left behind long ago An old man by a seashore At the end of day Gazes the horizon With seawinds in his face

Why do we hate? Why do we suffer? Why do we make our mistakes, and constantly blame one another? Why is there war, and why is there killing? Have we forgotten some secret we knew back when we were just children? If I had wings, I'd fly up to heaven. I'd

Our lives will not be lived in vain We're throwing wrenches in the gears These machines feed on the tears of broken lives and dying dreams Are we so alone, So distant, So forgotten, As we think ourselves to be? These are our lives But did they ever even

The sees are deep You better swim Don't go numb As we build a brand new planet Lets reconstruct and get it straight Unlock forgotten skills Travel to a new dimension Souls from the dark seduction (Take heed), we are the new invention

You should be stronger than me Feel like a lady, and you my lady boy 'Cause I've forgotten all of young love's joy You've been here seven years longer than me Don't you know you supposed to be the man? Not pale in comparison to who you think I am You

Where is the line? Where is the line? 'Cause some of us aren't blind! Here today, but forgotten tomorrow! When did they assume? Putting on a costume Gave them a right to ostracize Out of the woodwork art aficionados Answer one question? Between your

Our days are never coming back I've forgotten too Do you want me to try? Directing your night The purest forms of life The cannons of our time I need not fear the love You love to love the fear I never want to be alone