Visions

Here we are again, the same old place

There's still a fire inside, and new lines on my face

Everything's the same, but it's all changed

The pieces still make the same picture

Even though they've been rearranged

Another day you've sent

And we've twisted it all around

But then we left it where it lay, else

We would've burned it to the ground

But I can't ta-ake it back, and I said I never would

I don't believe in Heaven but some things might be sacred

At least I think they should

Here we are again The same old place

Still a fire inside, and new lines on my face

In the blackest dead of night

Was having nightmares of these awful things

Things I wouldn't ever want to think about

Let alone turn into words to sing

Was there something that I missed

Along the way that was profound?

And is the nature of things to come to us screaming

And for us to cover up the sound?

Then I saw something, and that's when I fell ill

Then I saw someone, but they just gave me pills

And I just felt worse so I turned away

And I became a place that I don't wanna stay

I don't want these visions anymore

I was king for a day, well not anymore

I don't want these visions anymore

So open up the doors and help me up off the floor

And then one day at a Union station

I thought that the marble would eat my wife

And that the people around me were magic

And that I was a certain czar in a past life

But it was just the so-called medicine

Having me make these strange decisions

And so when I stepped into the daylight

That's when I had a clear and beautiful vision

I wanna live again, I wanna make amends

I wanna start anew, I wanna change the end

I wanna stick around, I wanna stay in touch

I wanna do some good, I wanna have enough

I wanna build new things, I wanna make it right

I wanna work each day, I wanna write each night

I wanna be in love, I wanna be the one

I wanna be something, I wanna be someone

Here we are again The same old place

There's still a fire inside, and new lines on my face

Everything's the same, but it's all changed

The pieces still make the same picture

Even though they've been rearranged

I don't want these visions anymore

I was king for a day, well not anymore

I don't want these visions anymore

So open up the doors and help me up off the floor la la la