Live Scenes from New York 2001

Scene Seven. II. One Last Time

It doesn`t make any sense
This tragic ending
In spite of the evidence
There`s something still missing

Heard some of [bad word] told
taste of one`s wealth
Did Victoria wound his soul?
Did she bid him farewell?

One last time
We`ll lay down today
One last time
Until we fade away
One last time
We`ll lay down today
One last time
We slowly fade away

Here I am inside his home
It holds the many clues
To my suspicions
And as I`m standing here right now
I`m finally shown what I have always known

Coincidence I can`t believe
As my childhood dreams [bad word] [bad word] 
Are these her memories
Awakened through my eyes
This house has brought back to life

An open door
I walk on through
Into his bedroom

Feeling as cold as outside
The walls disappear
To some woman who`s screaming
man pleads forgiveness
His words I cannot hear