Turning Pages

Hope is the candle
To lead them through the deep inferno
Help me father
To make these words a picture of the thing
And to earn the praises they sing

Time flies on by
And I feel so detached from real life

They whisper softly
It fills me with a sense of dread
I question
Do they know me for what I really am?
Surprise it doesn't frighten them to look so deep
I see inside the madman they trust in
The doubting me
The shining knight in white

They think they know me for what I am

Night is closing in
And this fool can only do the best he can

We are turning pages
Ever changing mind and faith
Infinite in our complexity
Choosing our own way
Can never really stay
Living out our desperate dreams in constant change

Hello conscience I thought that you were all but dead
It's true wishful thinking
Dealing with who I am

And voices like the shadows call filling my
Surroundings everlasting and maddening
Crowding but lonely and apart

They think they know me for what I am

Time the visions come
And I see
Shining but distant
Burning out of the night

We are turning pages of ever-changing mind and faith
Disbelieving our mortality
Choosing our own way
Can never really stay
Living out our desperate dreams in constant change

Nothing can ever stay the same for you and I

Smile when the morning comes
Safe in the rising sun
Find what you're looking for
Breathe in the warmth of the day

We are turning pages
Ever changing mind and faith
Infinite in our complexity
Choosing our own way
Can never really stay
Living out our desperate dreams in constant change