Woorden: Trans Siberian Orchestra. Beethoven's Last Night. Vienna.

Since I was a child I've seen her in a dream
A captured fairy tale that echoes 'cross my life
And though I've courted her, she's always stayed unseen
Now all at once she glitters in the night

But that was yesterday and that all was before
When she was far away, a silhouette of dreams
But others whispered that she was so much more
And suddenly I now know what they mean

Dreams change, years strain
Lost illusion's last stands
God's hand, absolution found

Fairy tale sins, visions by grim, all forgiven
Lives spent in vain, never reclaimed take their final bows

Pictures and words, visions absurd
Maddened poets all within sights
Failures in life who'll never know it
Lazarus cries there in his eyes
Hope has risen, depth and facade all before me now
Vienna