Broken Dreams - Shaman's Harvest (ver.) (Drew McIntyre)

[alpharhodes]

What's that metronome I hear
Perhaps the end is drawing near
You never hear the shot that takes you down
Now your dreams a memory,
And seems more true from far away
Just like smoke that fades and makes no sound

Out of time, so say goodbye
What is yours.. Now is mine!
I dream broken dreams, I make them come true
I make them for you
I make them for you

Bad dreams come true.. I make them for you
Bad dreams come true.. I make them for you
Bad dreams come true.. I make them for you
Bad dreams come true.. I make them for you

Out of time, so say goodbye
What is yours.. Now is mine!
I dream broken dreams, I make them come true
I make them for you
I make them for you..

Almost to the mountain top, 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 was yours, now is mine
I dream broken dreams, I make them come true
I make them for you
I make them for you

All your dreams are just illusion
Based on nothing and confusion
Don't you look behind the curtain
No more time, the end is certain

Holding out for something you had dreamt about for years and years
Each day thinking tomorrow was the one
A train somewhere is off it's tracks,
It's whistle blows, it wants life back
And echoes through a night of setting suns..

I dream broken dreams, I make them come true
I make them for you
I make them for you

Bad dreams come true.. I make them for you
Bad dreams come true.. I make them for you
Bad dreams come true.. I make them for you
Bad dreams come true.. I make them for you