What's that metronome I hear
Perhaps the end is drawing near
You never hear the shot that takes you down.
Now your dreams are memories,
Seems more truthful far away
Just like smoke that fades and makes no sound.
Out of time, so say goodbye,
What is yours, now is mine,
And I dream broken dreams,
I make them come true,
I make them for you
I make them for you...
Almost to the mountaintop,
You slip and fall just like a stone
Rolling ever faster to this nightmare you have sown.
You had it all right in your grasp
But in a breath, your minute passed,
Now at last the end has come, you are all alone.
Out of time, so say goodbye
What is yours, now is mine
And I dream broken dreams
I make them come true
I make them for you
I make them for you...
All your dreams are just illusioned
Based on nothing and confusion
Don't you look behind the curtain
No more time, the end is certain.
I dream broken dreams
I make them come true
I make them for you
I dream broken dreams
I make them come true
I make them for you
Bad dreams come true
I make them for you (I make dreams come true)
Bad dreams come true
I make them for you (I make them for you)
Bad dreams come true
I make them for you (I make dreams come true)
Bad dreams come true
I make them for you (I make them for you)