[studio demo from 1997, recorded during the making of the album ]

[falling into infinity. available on the fasten your seatbelts ]

[live bootleg. ]

- john petrucci



Sometimes, for a moment of bliss

And the passion, we're craving

There's a message we miss

Sometimes when, the spirits left alone

We must believe in something

To find if we've grown



Sometimes, if you're perfectly still

You can hear the virgin weeping

For the savior of your will

Sometimes, your castles in the air

And the fantasies you're seeking

Are the crosses you bear



Swept away with the tide

(swept away)

Through the holes in my hands

(in my hands)

Crown of thorns at my side

(crown of thorns at my side)

Drawing lines in the sand



Tragic reflex, shattered calm

Static progress, senses gone

Numb awareness, final psalm



Sacred conflict, blessed prize

Weeping crosses, stainless eyes

Desperate addict, faith disguised



Swept away with the tide

(swept away)

Through the holes in my hands

(in my hands)

Crown of thorns at my side

(crown of thorns at my side)

Drawing lines in the sand