Dreamtime - Ayreon

A cry in the silence

A shine in the dark

Like a rising star

The dream is coming

Images of violence

A flight through time and pace

It’s such a lonely place

The dream has started

The smoke is rising

The vision’s getting clearer

And words become a song

In the dreamtime

I’ve lost control

Marooned and cold

I suffer the fears

Of a future untold

I cannot change

The shape of things to come

The smoke is rising

The vision’s gtting clearer

The hands of tim are whirling around

I’m realising

The future’s getting nearer

And words become a song

In the dreamtime