Space-Dye Vest lyrics

Song information

Artist: Dream Theater
Album: Awake

Lyrics

- kevin moore

Falling through pages of martens on angels
Feeling my heart pull west
I saw the future dressed as a stranger
Love in a space-dye vest

Love is an act of blood and I'm bleeding
A pool in the shape of a heart
Beauty projection in the reflection
Always the worst way to start

"But he's the sort who can't know
Anyone intimately, least of all a
Woman. he doesn't know what a woman
Is. he wants you for a possession
Something to look at like a painting or an ivory box
Something to own and to display. he doesn't want you to be real
Or to think or to live. he doesn't love you, but I love you
I want you to have your own thoughts and ideas and feelings, even when
I hold you in my arms. it's our last chance... it's our last chance..."

Now that you're gone I'm trying to take it
Learning to swallow the rage
Found a new girl I think we can make it
As long as she stays on the page

This is not how I want it to end
And I'll never be open again

"...I was gonna move out...ummm...get
Get a job, get my own place, ummm
But... I go into the mall where i
Want to work and they tell me, I'm
I was too young..."

"Some people, gave advice before
About facing the facts, about
Facing reality. and this is, this
Without a doubt, is his biggest
Challenge ever. he's going to have to face it
You're gonna have to try, he's gonna to have to try and
Uh, and, and, and get some help here. I mean no one can
Say they know how he feels."

"That, so they say that, in ya know
Like, houston or something, you'd
Say it's a hundred and eighty degrees
But it's a dry heat
. in houston they say that?
Oh, maybe not. I'm all mixed up
Dry until they hit the swimming pool."

"...I get up with the sun... listen
You have your own room to sleep in
I don't care what you do. I don't
Care when. that door gets locked
That door gets locked at night by nine o'clock
If you're not in this house by nine o'clock, then you'd better find some
Place to sleep. because you're not going to be a bum in this house
Supper is ready..."

There's no one to take my blame
If they wanted to
There's nothing to keep me sane
And it's all the same to you
There's nowhere to set my aim
So I'm everywhere
Never come near me again
Do you really think I need you

I'll never be open again, I could never be open again
I'll never be open again, I could never be open again

And I'll smile and I'll learn to pretend
And I'll never be open again
And I'll have no more dreams to defend
And I'll never be open again