DREAM THEATER - Space-dye Vest lyrics
rate me- kevin moore<br><br>Falling through pages of martens on angels<br>Feeling my heart pull west<br>I saw the future dressed as a stranger<br>Love in a space-dye vest<br><br>Love is an act of blood and I'm bleeding<br>A pool in the shape of a heart<br>Beauty projection in the reflection<br>Always the worst way to start<br><br>But he's the sort who can't know<br>Anyone intimately, least of all a<br>Woman. he doesn't know what a woman<br>Is. he wants you for a possession,<br>Something to look at like a painting or an ivory box.<br>Something to own and to display. he doesn't want you to be real,<br>Or to think or to live. he doesn't love you, but I love you.<br>I want you to have your own thoughts and ideas and feelings, even when<br>I hold you in my arms. it's our last chance... it's our last chance...<br><br>Now that you're gone I'm trying to take it<br>Learning to swallow the rage<br>Found a new girl I think we can make it<br>As long as she stays on the page<br><br>This is not how I want it to end<br>And I'll never be open again<br><br>...i was gonna move out...ummm...get,<br>Get a job, get my own place, ummm,<br>But... I go into the mall where i<br>Want to work and they tell me, i'm,<br>I was too young...<br><br>Some people, gave advice before,<br>About facing the facts, about<br>Facing reality. and this is, this<br>Without a doubt, is his biggest<br>Challenge ever. he's going to have to face it.<br>You're gonna have to try, he's gonna to have to try and,<br>Uh, and, and, and get some help here. I mean no one can<br>Say they know how he feels.<br><br>That, so they say that, in ya know<br>Like, houston or something, you'd<br>Say it's a hundred and eighty degrees,<br>But it's a dry heat<br>. in houston they say that? <br>Oh, maybe not. I'm all mixed up.<br>Dry until they hit the swimming pool.<br><br>...i get up with the sun... listen.<br>You have your own room to sleep in,<br>I don't care what you do. I don't<br>Care when. that door gets locked,<br>That door gets locked at night by nine o'clock.<br>If you're not in this house by nine o'clock, then you'd better find some<br>Place to sleep. because you're not going to be a bum in this house.<br>Supper is ready...<br><br>There's no one to take my blame<br>If they wanted to<br>There's nothing to keep me sane<br>And it's all the same to you<br>There's nowhere to set my aim<br>So I'm everywhere<br>Never come near me again<br>Do you really think I need you<br><br>I'll never be open again, I could never be open again.<br>I'll never be open again, I could never be open again.<br><br>And I'll smile and I'll learn to pretend<br>And I'll never be open again<br>And I'll have no more dreams to defend<br>And I'll never be open again
