Into this world in wonder from a starlight sky For a lifetime of freedom, and the legend is born Once more unbroken, the price we will pay On this march into fire, the heart of the storm Silently marching, our quest for revenge Lost in the forgotten

The war of kings began On that night under the raging northern sky The seeds of legend lie Swollen almost to a man I am coming from the edge of madness A northern mourns the world of men Gonna drive them into exile Or never let them breathe again In a

Oh dream maker, you heart breaker Wherever you're going I'm going your way Two drifters off to see the world There's such a lot of world We're after the same rainbows And, waiting round the bend My huckleberry friend

I sent a letter before, I sent a dream to you last night From the end of the world. Oh you,you're so hard to get to, Oh you,you don't want to play, You were no better before, Oh you,you keep me hangin' 'round and 'round And 'round, Oh you,look at the

This could be the end of my world But if she wants to leave She's got everything I want There's nothing stopping me From getting her attention Broken dreams, that's what she's been on But now I'm in the picture And the puzzle pieces of our love start to

The beautiful lull, The dangerous tug We get to feel small From high up above And after a glimpse Over the top The rest of the world Becomes a gift shop The pendulum swings

(calling your names) Away from the games (fucking head games) The circumstances of a world so cold Away from the name Away from the stones (throw sticks and stones) 'Cause I'm through mending the wounds of us Away from the space

From high up above The beautiful lull The dangerous tug We get to feel small And after a glimpse Over the top The rest of the world Becomes a gift shop The pendulum swings

Could send her home again Ah, here she comes Here she comes, here she comes again The same old painted lady From the brow of the superbrain She'll scratch this world to pieces As she comes on like a friend But a couple of songs from your old scrapbook

Let's embrace the point of no return Smoke and sunset, off Mulholland He was talking, I was wondering 'bout You and that girl, she your girlfriend? Face from heaven, bet the world she don't know Pretty girls don't know the things that I know Walk my way,