Sometimes, when they come, they leave you stranded on an island.
Sometimes, when they come, you feel empty inside it.
Sometimes, when they come, your mind can't take any more
and sometimes it's all you can take - when they take it all.

You can vent all you want and you can want all you need
but without them, you'll never reach those skies,
you won't know what you need.
Those limits, those borders you can't cross without their help.
But you know that you must and you know that you will.
You know you can't help it and you can feel you want it.
You crave it and wish it and surely break without it.

It's a never ending wait for the ever closing gate but
once you have your friends, you will find the lock and you will
find the gate. Your love is right behind it, just waiting for the key
and once you get across you will finally feel free.

But the journey is what matters and anything before,
will always remain there, just behind that door.
Haunting you and wishing for you to come back for more.
Just lingering and hoping for the final encore.

The game isn't over, even when the fat lady sings.
The demons find their horns and the angels get their wings.
It keeps finding your lust and your hopes and your dreams.
I know I'll never win, at least that's the way it seems.

All I want is to be free,
it's desperate, I know.
But I hope I'll know it.
Learn it .. before I must go.