Featuring Leo Margarit on drums
Additional keyboards by Bill Whitney

Lyrics

The word is out
Desperation leads us to insanity and fades away
Reaching out to turn the television off
We might be free, I heard her say

I’ve tried to follow every memory

Faced with all the lies
I cover my resisting eyes
Your violence crashes with the tide
I’ll stand and fight or say goodbye

The night is young
Flowing over valleys of obscurity to break the day
The dream is gone
Searching for a life beyond validity… with no ability

My tides will follow any memory

Faced with all the lies
I cover my resisting eyes
Your violence crashes with the tide
I’ll stand and fight or say goodbye

It's time to go
The sun is out
The light will fill the room
Your time is up
As you fall down
I'll wait for the moon