
The lights come on The set is down The curtain’s flown away To all you creatures of the night I say it’s time we play We’ll show you things That in your life You’d never dreamed you’d know So now before the ghosts arrive It’s welcome to the show Minstrels, kings, explorers Fantasies on order Ghosts and dreams awakened Stories long forsakened The minstrel and the sorcerer Are switching their disguise The jester drinks and starts to think That he alone is wise The governor and journalist Exchange a judas kiss And now before the song is done The plot begins to twist Ghosts and lost explorers Fate with all her daughters Saints and hopeless sinners Wise men in their winters know Welcome to the show Welcome to the show Welcome to the show Welcome to the show
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….
When you look at the morning sun Do you see what I see Or could I be the only one Seeing just what I need I envision a different man Than the one I’ve become Pray the ocean will understand That my time isn’t done Everyone’s leading But nobody’s dancing You stand on the stage Just to turn all alone I have waited this way For a lifetime of days I can’t wait for the morning sun As I stand with the sea And the ocean she understands Just the man I could be Somewhere else there’s a different world With a sun that will rise And a moon that will take its place In another man’s eyes And perhaps it’s a better world Than the one that I see Or if better for no one else Perhaps better for me Here in the dark where the sky shows its graces Revealing each star while the moon plays the fool Saying how it must be while the night disagrees I can’t wait for the morning sun As I stand with the sea And the ocean she understands Just the man I could be No, no, time doesn’t wait for you No, no, leave it alone No, no, your days are far too few This thing I have always known When your time is up it’s true They never give another day to you When your time is up it’s through No one cares how Can’t keep it Can’t save it Can’t take it away with you So I say we use it now
Times were changing Eighteen years and fading Ain’t a lot of time left to be a star On an island All alone and dying Walk upon the water But you won’t get far Dreams and visions Tied into decisions Saw you on a postcard From the other side Hope and glitter Never feeling bitter Walk upon the water Just to be your bride Don’t tell me now That there is nothing more There is a how Just like there is a door And if there’s not to be another way You tell me why Why Why Why Stay and follow If the words are hollow Gotta’ go along Cause it’s all you got Each day earn them Turn around and burn them Think your fitting in But you hope you’re not Neatly drowning Every drink your downing If you drink enough You’ll forget the game Each illusion Wrapped in absolution Live your life in weekends But it’s not the same Don’t tell me now That there is nothing more There is a how Just like there is a door And if there’s not to be another way You tell me why Why Why Why
Blackjack guillotine Razor sharp Always clean Gotta lie Very wide Once inside she knows what to do She knows what to do Skin tight China white Just another neon life In the vein Leaves a stain All the time you know that it’s true You know that its true So tell me what you had in store It doesn’t matter anymore It never did, it never will But I’ll be out there waiting still You’re moving fast but leaving tracks A compromise to your attacks There comes a time you want to take it back Back Back Back But can’t think of nothing I Can’t think of nothing I Can’t think of nothing I Lack Junkie Credit card Gotta vein Goes for yards Hypnotised You decide Every neuron’s changing its view Changing its view Gentlemen Summarize Every lie Well disguised Don’t forget Neuron death In the mind awaiting its cue Awaiting its cue And so we found it very mod The worshiping of lesser gods And lie they do For lie they must For they know it’s the lie we trust And so we’re out there laying tracks Wherever there’s a vein to pack There comes a time you want to take it back Back Back Back Back But I can’t think of nothing I can’t think of nothing I can’t think of nothing I lack
Day Into night Into day Into I don’t know you anymore But I stand Where you say Thinking all the time you planned it You’ve been gone away too long Leaving us to carry on Though in truth you never tried Just stepped back and watched the slide Paragons of innocence Questioning of your intent Never quite sure what you meant From the other side Moments on the carousel Must admit we ride it well And the horses never tell All throughout the ride That no one leaves No one leaves No one leaves… Alive Time On my hands Slips away Till I just don’t feel it anymore Thinking back When I can To the time when it began with Bits of dreams all in a line And somehow we missed the signs That it all was never real And in truth a fatal deal Paragons of innocence Questioning of your intent Never quite sure what you meant From the other side Moments on the carousel Must admit we ride it well And the horses never tell All throughout the ride No one leaves No one leaves No one leaves… Alive There always comes a time When you do what you want to do You know you shouldn’t do it But you do it anyway And when he had that time When he knew what he wanted to He quickly placed his order Though he never thought he’d pay But the lines turned to lies And the lies turned to tangles And you’re pale as a cadaver Though you think it doesn’t show So you live with the lies And the friends that it gathers But somewhere in your heart you know you Got to let it Got to let it Got to let it Got to let it Got to let it Got to let it Got to let it Got to let it Got to let it Go Paragons of innocence Questioning of your intent Never quite sure what you meant From the other side Moments on the carousel Must admit we ride it well And the horses never tell All throughout the ride No one leaves No one leaves No one leaves… Alive
Welcome to the system Here's the situation It's a bit confusing Welcome to the maze Everybody sees what Everybody wants to Everyone avoids Every other gaze I will be your mentor I'll be your advisor I'll do what I do And you will look away Forgetting what you see Has always been much wiser But someone in the back is missing what I say Got a complaint in the system Got a complaint in the system Welcome to the park now We supply amusements Everybody rides But everybody pays What good's causing problems When no one's complaining What good is a martyr If no one is saved Everybody knows us Everybody sees us Every single child Can tell you where we are Every politician Says that we are leaving But in all this time We haven't gone too far Got a complaint in the system Got a complaint in the system Got a complaint in the system Got a complaint in the system You should understand it It's not underhanded It's really quite simple you see The right and the wrong of it No longer belong to it So don't play the hero And die for a zero
As he stood upon the watch deck Looking out onto the sea It would offer no solutions Only silent company So he took hold of the reasons As he tried to understand But they offered just confusion As they bled into his hands Dear god Couldn’t you decide What should happen to a man’s assassins Dear god Is it suicide I have never been a man of passions I believe what the prophets said That the oceans hold their dead But at night when the waves are near They whisper And I hear There are wounds that bleed inside us There are wounds we never see They are part of our refinements That allow a man to be There are wounds that bleed in silence With aristocratic grace There are tears we keep beside them Never seen upon a face Dear god Do you think it’s wise To remember everything that’s ever happened Dear god Could we compromise Or must the shadows of this night be everlasting I believe what the prophets said That the oceans hold their dead As I contemplate this stand What I do Is who I am I believe what the prophets said That the oceans hold their dead But at night when the waves are near They whisper And I hear Don’t see the storms are forming Don’t see or heed the warning Don’t hear the sound of tyrants Surrounded by the silence Columbus and magellan and de gama Sailed upon the ocean In a world of ignorance With thoughts so primitive That men were killed With no more will Than that they simply had the notion But in this world of heartless men This thing they never did Don’t hear it Don’t hear it Don’t hear it Don’t hear it Got to keep it underground Pretend you never heard a sound If they find it kill it blind it If they find it kill it blind it Lord tell me what is to be Lord tell me what is to be They whisper and I hear
Don’t want to walk upon the water Don’t want to look across the waves Instead of seeing hills of water I just see markers on their graves But in the fading of a season To look across an empty sky For a forgotten childhood reason To once more wish that you could Close your eyes and just believe again There’s a god does he remember when We were young and faith was not pretend Anymore Anymore Anymore Anymore And in the night he sees the ocean Carve its thoughts upon the shore For in the way it was created It can do this and nothing more And every message it would leave him The next wave carefully erased As the tears that passed between them Were so real that you could Close your eyes and just believe again There’s a god and he remembers when We were young and faith was not pretend Anymore Anymore Anymore Anymore And all at once the waves were getting higher And as they crashed I thought I heard them say There’d be a time when men would all be wiser When everyone, everyone, Yes everyone is Saved
Standing alone by the edge of a river He’s traded his life for a glass full of tears The bargain was quick for one’s life is less dearer When the sand’s running out and the ending is near The ending is near The ending is near The ending is… * The man climbed aboard and set sail for the ocean He put on the mast all the canvas she’d take Then laid himself down on the deck neath the tiller The ship was his coffin this moment his wake Runaway reasons Runaway seasons Time is a treason That I give back to you now The wind touched the sail and the ship moved the ocean The wind from the storm set the course she would take From a journey to nowhere towards a soul on the ocean From the wake of magellan to magellan’s wake Runaway reasons Runaway seasons Everything in it Hours and minutes You take tomorrow Because it means nothing To me To me To … In the dark he heard a whisper Asking him to understand In the desert look for water On the ocean look for land In the dark he heard a whisper Asking him to understand In the desert look for water On the ocean look for land And there in the waves Was a man in his grave That he saw in the night ‘Tween the flashes of light And he Could not be there And all he had prayed Or had given away He now found to be wrong In the grip of the storm And he Could not be there Could you keep our lives together Safely back onto the shore Could you grant this last illusion Only this and nothing more Could you keep our lives together Safely back onto the shore Could you grant this last illusion Only this and nothing more And all at once the heavens bled their fire The anchor broke the chains they flew away And suddenly the waves were reaching higher And in the dark I thought I heard them say Could you keep our lives together Safely back onto the shore Could you grant this last illusion Only this and nothing more Everything I ever had for one more tomorrow Everything I ever had for just one more night And if this is not to be I pray could I borrow Just another final hour onto my life Did you ever really want to Did you ever really want to Lord, tell me how it will be Lord, tell me how it will be Standing once more by a boat on a river He pushes it off while he stays on the land And seeing the hourglass now so much clearer Which someone had refilled by hand And somewhere that boat’s now adrift on the ocean The mast at full sail and there’s no one on board The hourglass no longer sits by the ocean Only his footprints all alone on the shore And soon they’re no more No more No more
On a late spring day an old sailor walked along the beach of a small Spanish town contemplating the many years behind him and the numbered days remaining. His name was Hector Del-Fuego Magellan and he claimed to be, though very few believed that he was,a direct descendant of the…
ZAK STEVENS – VOCALS
JOHNNY LEE MIDDLETON – BASS · VOCALS
CHRIS CAFFERY – GUITARS · VOCALS
AL PITRELLI – GUITARS, VOCALS
JEFF PLATE – DRUMS
JON OLIVA – KEYBOARDS · VOCALS
PROCUCED BY PAUL O'NEILL
CO-PRODUCED BY JON OLIVA
RECORDING & MIX ENGINEER: DAVE WITTMAN
ENGINEER, ADDITIONAL PRODUCTION AND ADDITIONAL KEYBOARDS: BOB KINKEL
ASSISTANT ENGINEER: STEVE SISCO
ADDITIONAL ENGINEERS: JOE JOHNSON, BEN ARRINDELL
ADDITIONAL ASSISTANT ENGINEERS: MIKE SCIELZI, JIN WON LEE, ED OSBECK, ADAM PARNESS
RECORDED AND MIXED AT SOUNDTRACKS STUDIOS
OVERDUBS AT STUDIO 900
MASTERED AT THE MASTER CUTTING ROOM BY KEVIN HODGE
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ALL MUSIC ©️1997 WRITTEN BY OLIVA / O'NEILL EXCEPT
TURNS TO ME: O'NEILL / OLIVA / PITRELLI*
ANOTHER WAY: O'NEILL / OLIVA / PITRELLI*
THE HOURGLASS: O'NEILL / OLIVA / PITRELLI*
MORNING SUN: OLIVA / O'NEILL / CAFFERY**
BLACKJACK GUILLOTINE: OLIVA / O'NEILL / CAFFERY**
THE WAKE OF MAGELLAN: OLIVA / O'NEILL / CAFFERY** / MIDDLETON
WORDS BY PAUL O'NEILL
COVER ART: EDGAR JERINS · PHOTOS: MARK WEISS
DESIGN: MARY JANE LEONTI DESIGN GROUP & G. SCHRÖDER