Eyes are windows
Round and round
The dreamer goes down
A conscience loses touch
And takes a safer distance
To observe and watch
Mirages dance in the heat
Distorted silhouettes
Stand disfigured in the street
The wizard falls
Victim to the twisting walls
Of his own labyrinth of trust
With the trapped believers
That his cause is just
Passed surely be all his legislation
Magical are his words on change and regulation
But for all his power
He can’t see the ground
For the imminent rise of his tower
The wizard falls
Victim to the twisting walls
Of his own labyrinth of trust
With the trapped believers
That his cause is just
Now, rise
All may rise
And stare into his eyes
And listen as he speaks his heart
He speaks his heart
The night through
But still no one
Can tell it isn’t true
And down before his tower lay
His dying fans
Reaching out their hands
The Earth's revolution stops
And time dies
Alarm clocks wait for the Sun to rise
