Under a knife you sit and wonder
If you reach the pinnacle of acceptance
Waves from our beach crash shores to remind us
That the sun lives on beyond our souls

We've got nothing to fear here
These creatures lay soulless like slaves to the minefield
We're not sorry
This saddening tale has a cancer untold
We will not die alone
We will not die alone!

Everything your mother told you
Was a lonely rain drop lost in the gutter
Photo booths in the sunlight pass judgement on humans
Anchor down!
Anchor down!
Polish my leather shoes, to please my higher self.
I strain for one last round, at the hands of the wicked
Will workers remember every cheap thread of silk?
Will the tailor decipher what each boy had to kill?
Searching through London's fog

We're waiting for something new
We're hoping that we can get through
When night lands we start to drive
Our shadow is left behind
Where we can get on through!
I will not die alone!
I am the dreamer, the dreamer of dreams.