Standing in a ray of light I am on the dark side of the moon As if in a pantomime I have come by the use of balloons To portray the mess i’m in I get physical and start to shout Where the sky is black and the air is thin And my voice is mainly heard within the clouds Where the sound of me against you ring the bells forever more Will my soul survive or will it crash and burn When we’re done will i be standing with my back against the wall Will the times of truth and solitude return There’s a room where we can go There’s a place that i can take you to Where the things you think you know Do not always turn out to be true Where a holy man will suddenly appear before your eyes Just to seperate the wicked from the sad To uncover who is hiding and who is in a disguise And in the end congregate the good and bad Where the sound of me against you ring the bells forever more Will my soul survive or will it crash and burn When we’re done will i be standing with my back against the wall Will the times of truth and solitude return