A Fine Day To Exit

Tell me something stupid Auction off my diary Life is getting esoteric Let me in your movie Each time i walk out the door Someone mixes metaphors Life is so much cleaner on the page It's like the morning when i'm dreaming And everything is so pristine It's just a seven hour movie And i'm in every scene Let me in my t.v. Get this tape to tori Got to have a subplot When i sell them my life story Maybe i should write it first And do the living later 'cause life is so much cleaner on the page It's like the time i lost my body And then i saw it on t.v. Somehow it shed a whole dimension But it still looked like me (hey! that looks like me!) Each time i write lines for it Someone improvises it Life is so much cleaner on the page Life is so much cleaner on the page

[Images: Dream Theater] [Words: Petrucci] Tell me Remind me Chase the water racing from the sky Always beside me Taste the memories running from my eyes Nervous flashlights scan my dreams Liquid shadows silence their screams I smile at the moon Chasing water from the sky I argue with the clouds Stealing beauty from my eyes Outside the soundness of your mind Bathing your soul in silver tears Beneath a blackened summer sky Praying for time to disappear Beneath a summer sky Under glass moonlight Night awaits the lamb's arrival Liquid shadows crawl Silver teardrops fall The bride subsides to her survival By your hand I've awakened Bear this honor in my name