Border Crossing
Fade up on the scene
As he wakes up from the dream
In the between place
Not awake, not asleep
Such a waste. His sunken face
Frozen in a scream
Hypnotized by the click, click, click
of poker chips on the TV.
Falling
All-In
The dealer reveals a card
Reach for the remote
But he's so far gone.
Just give up and leave it on,
Voices speak to him in tongues,
Noises bleeding into one,
Rain beating like a drum.
Can't shake the awful feeling;
They're feeding on his blood!
Can't get up
Can't get out
Too much doubt to overcome
Too much lost, shut the door, cut em off.
No cure but to batten down the hatches,
But when the night falls
There's a storm in the mattress
The ship gets tossed
In the wind and the water
No map, no captain,
No course, no order,
No path towards morning
Or witness to the end,
Another victim of life,
A prisoner in this bed
Caught up at the border of the living and the dead!
Caught up at the border of the living and the dead!
Caught up at the border of the living and the dead!
Can't get to sleep so the dream never ends!
Caught up at the border of the living and the dead!
That's deep. How deep? It's deeper than Atlantis The tide drops before the surge
Bonded in his words
Everything is terrible
Unsettled
The earth trembles
Splinters into fragments
Missing and imbalanced
Secrets of the deep
Make him rage against the sheets
Used to think it would be beautiful to never rest in
peace
But God is an insomniac who never gets to
sleep
Another victim of addiction to scripted
reality.
There's no Survivors in the Real World,
just Greed and Jeapordy
Re-occuring dreams of murder scenes and skirting the police
He did the dirty deed, surely destined to be
Hung by the Jury the verdict is reached
The sentence is set
No mercy, no pardon
No appeal, no rest
No escape from the collection of his unforgiven debt
No stay of execution from the judges in his head
Keeps looking at the time
But the night never ends
When you're caught up at the border of the living and the dead.
Caught up at the border of the living and the dead!
Caught up at the border of the living and the dead!
Can't get to sleep so the dream never ends!
Caught up at the border of the living and the dead!
That's deep. How deep? It's deeper than Atlantis
As he wakes up from the dream
In the between place
Not awake, not asleep
Such a waste. His sunken face
Frozen in a scream
Hypnotized by the click, click, click
of poker chips on the TV.
Falling
All-In
The dealer reveals a card
Reach for the remote
But he's so far gone.
Just give up and leave it on,
Voices speak to him in tongues,
Noises bleeding into one,
Rain beating like a drum.
Can't shake the awful feeling;
They're feeding on his blood!
Can't get up
Can't get out
Too much doubt to overcome
Too much lost, shut the door, cut em off.
No cure but to batten down the hatches,
But when the night falls
There's a storm in the mattress
The ship gets tossed
In the wind and the water
No map, no captain,
No course, no order,
No path towards morning
Or witness to the end,
Another victim of life,
A prisoner in this bed
Caught up at the border of the living and the dead!
Caught up at the border of the living and the dead!
Caught up at the border of the living and the dead!
Can't get to sleep so the dream never ends!
Caught up at the border of the living and the dead!
That's deep. How deep? It's deeper than Atlantis The tide drops before the surge
Bonded in his words
Everything is terrible
Unsettled
The earth trembles
Splinters into fragments
Missing and imbalanced
Secrets of the deep
Make him rage against the sheets
Used to think it would be beautiful to never rest in
peace
But God is an insomniac who never gets to
sleep
Another victim of addiction to scripted
reality.
There's no Survivors in the Real World,
just Greed and Jeapordy
Re-occuring dreams of murder scenes and skirting the police
He did the dirty deed, surely destined to be
Hung by the Jury the verdict is reached
The sentence is set
No mercy, no pardon
No appeal, no rest
No escape from the collection of his unforgiven debt
No stay of execution from the judges in his head
Keeps looking at the time
But the night never ends
When you're caught up at the border of the living and the dead.
Caught up at the border of the living and the dead!
Caught up at the border of the living and the dead!
Can't get to sleep so the dream never ends!
Caught up at the border of the living and the dead!
That's deep. How deep? It's deeper than Atlantis
Credits
Writer(s): Brendon Whitney, Bernard Dolan
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