[Music & Words: Jon Oliva, Al Pitrelli, Paul O'Neill] Stands all alone Looks in the mirror And sees what she wanted to be Safely unknown To anyone near her She sees what she wanted to see And turns to me And turns to me And turns to... She was prophesied For an early slide Followed it to the letter Well kept beauty queen If there, always seen Still you thought she'd know better No erasing The time you're wasting But when you're wasting You don't care All those pieces In short term leases But when you need them They're not there For all those moments of yesterday She's traded every tomorrow And now all those moments are so far away Ghosts haunt each word she would say As she walks among the decay She had oscar wilde's Timeless sense of style As had been her intention Still she was afraid Time must be repaid And there'd be no redemption Youth and time collide She could not decide On a certain direction Time was catching up Carefully made up She avoided detection For all those moments of yesterday She's traded every tomorrow And now all those moments are so far away I saw it too Closer than you What else is there left to say Wait for me now I will be there for you This I will vow If you still want me to But it won't be This I have always known And in the dark There's no one to pray for me now I don't understand what I'm feeling tonight I don't understand but I'm waiting Searching the shadows that fade in the light But I'm feeling alive Trying to survive Float with the tide Till you arrive and I... SO HE NOW TURNED TO THE OCEAN SAYING IT WAS NEVER MEANT TO BE AND THE OCEAN NEVER SAID A WORD THOUGH IN TRUTH SHE DISAGREED AND ON THE SAND BEFORE HIM WHILE THE WAVES BROKE GENTLY WHITE THE OCEAN LISTENED CAREFULLY AS HE TOLD HER OF HIS LIFE I HAVE BEEN AROUND THE WORLD I'VE PURSUED THE MOON IN FLIGHT I HAVE READ THE WORDS OF SHAKESPEARE BY A MIDNIGHT ARCTIC LIGHT I HAVE RUN BETWEEN THE DRAGON'S TEETH AND LIVED TO TELL THE TAIL I HAVE DANCED ACROSS A STARDUST SKY AND NEVER LEFT A TRAIL I'VE SEEN THINGS FEW COULD IMAGINE AND I NEVER WILL FORGET BUT I'VE NEVER HAD A FAMILY AND THIS I DO REGRET NOW ALL I'VE LOVED HAVE GONE BEFORE ME AND OF THE FUTURE I HAVE GREAT DOUBTS AND THOUGH IT SEEMS I STILL HAVE TIME LEFT I NOW FEEL TIME I CAN DO WITHOUT AND I HAVE WONDERED TO MYSELF WHY SHOULD DEATH SET ITS OWN TIME IS IT JUST A FINAL JEST FROM FATE TO ADD ONTO HER OTHER CRIMES? FOR I HAVE NO WISH TO WAIT AROUND WHILE ALL MY SENSES FADE AND ONE BY ONE RETURN THE GIFTS
THAT YOUTH SO FREELY GAVE WIRED TO SOME COLD MACHINE THAT MAPS MY EVERY BREATH AND SIGNALS AT THE PROPER TIME LESS THEY SHOULD MISS MY DEATH AND ALL THIS SERVICE I SUSPECT IS LESS DONE BY GOODWILL THAN BY THE FEAR THAT THEY SHOULD MISS A FINAL CHANCE TO BILL SO I'VE DECIDED TO LEAVE THIS WORLD AND HAVE DEVISED A PLAN TO SAIL TO SEA IN A SMALL BOAT WELL OUT OF SIGHT OF LAND TO SAIL ONCE MORE UPON THE DEEP LIKE A VIKING TO HIS RESTING PLACE THEN SLIP FOREVER NEATH THE WAVES AN EXIT WITH SOME GRACE AND THE SHIP SHALL BE MY COFFIN ON THIS LAST VOYAGE THAT I TAKE AND MY TRAIL LEFT THROUGH THE WATER WILL BE MY FINAL WAKE I HAVE DONE MORE THAN THOUGHT ABOUT THIS ON MY LIFE I'VE CLOSED EVERY DOOR I HAVE LEFT A WILL BESIDE MY BED AND THE BOAT IS THERE OFFSHORE AND ALL I ASK IS YOUR ASSISTANCE WHEN THAT SHIP IS WELL AWAY FROM THE LAND THAT YOU SEND A STORM TO EMBRACE US AND TAKE US GENTLY IN YOUR HAND WHEN HE HAD FINISHED SPEAKING SOME POINTS THE OCEAN DID CONCEDE BUT WHEN HE SAID HIS FINAL WORD SHE ONCE MORE DISAGREED I'LL THINK ABOUT THIS IF I MAY I NEED NOT RUSH THE TIDE FOR IN THIS WORLD OF TOO LITTLE TIME THERE'S ALWAYS TIME TO DIE YOU SEEM SO EAGER TO END THIS LIFE AND WITH YOUR DEATH TO DANCE THAT YOU IGNORED HIS PUTRID BREATH NOW PERFUMED WITH ROMANCE THE SAILOR SAID YOU CANNOT UNDERSTAND THE NEEDS OR WANTS OF MEN SO I'LL ASK YOU ONCE MORE FOR YOUR HELP AND I SHALL NOT ASK AGAIN THEN THE OCEAN PULLED HER WAVES BACK AND BECKONED HIM STAND NEAR AND WHEN HE HAD STEPPED CLOSER SHE WHISPERED IN HIS EAR THAT EVERY MAN IS BORN YOU SEE BENEATH THE SWORD DAMOCLES FOR YOUNG AND OLD ARE ALL ALIVE ON THAT NEXT BEAT ON WHICH WE RIDE AND THAT BEAT IS SUCH A FRAGILE THING IN BOTH OLD MEN OR YOUTHFUL KING AND THAT BEAT STANDS ALL ALONE YOU SEE BETWEEN US AND BLACK ETERNITY AND THOUGH DEATH IS SURELY EACH MAN'S FATE UNTIL THAT TIME LET EACH MAN WAIT SO BE CAREFUL AS YOU GO THROUGH LIFE WHAT YOU ROMANTICIZE I FIND SUCH THINGS ARE RARELY TRUE AND FAR MORE RARELY WISE THE SAILOR THEN LISTENED CAREFULLY AND EVERY THOUGHT WAS FILED AND THOUGH HE WAS STILL NOT QUITE CONVINCED HE AGREED TO WAIT AWHILE AND MEANWHILE FURTHER DOWN THE BEACH THERE STOOD A YOUNGER MAN AND HE TOO FELT THE SAND OF TIME WAS RUNNING THROUGH HIS HANDS BUT THIS YOUTH FELT THEY RAN TOO FAST AS HE STOOD NEAR A RUSTING DOCK AND HEARD THE WAVES MARKING TIME LIKE SOME RELENTLESS CLOCK HE FELT HIS FUTURE WAS NOT HERE OF THIS HE HAD NO DOUBT AND EVEN THOUGH HE WAS EIGHTEEN HIS TIME WAS RUNNING OUT