Lines In The Sand Lyrics
| Song | Lines In The Sand |
| Artist | Dream Theater |
| Album | Old Bridge, New Jersey 12/14/96 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Dream Theater, Petrucci |
| [00:05.78] | Lines In The Sand |
| [00:09.57] | Dream Theater |
| [00:13.46] | Falling Into Infinity |
| [00:17.36] | |
| [00:21.30] | Music: Dream Theater |
| [00:25.30] | Lyrics: John Petrucci |
| [00:30.30] | |
| [02:46.44] | Sometimes, for a moment of bliss |
| [02:53.54] | And the passion, we're craving |
| [02:57.68] | There's a message we miss |
| [03:01.74] | Sometimes when the spirits left alone |
| [03:09.02] | We must believe in something |
| [03:12.92] | To find if we've grown |
| [03:15.78] | |
| [03:19.35] | Tragic reflex, shattered calm |
| [03:22.05] | Static progress, senses gone |
| [03:24.94] | Numb awareness, final psalm |
| [03:29.13] | |
| [03:34.05] | Swept away with the tide |
| [03:40.93] | Through the holes in my hands |
| [03:47.66] | Crown of thorns at my side |
| [03:54.49] | Drawing lines in the sand |
| [03:58.38] | |
| [04:13.42] | Sometimes, if you're perfectly still |
| [04:20.90] | You can hear the virgin weeping |
| [04:24.51] | For the savior of your will |
| [04:28.84] | Sometimes, your castles in the air |
| [04:36.07] | And the fantasies you're seeking |
| [04:40.10] | Are the crosses you bear |
| [04:43.44] | |
| [04:46.58] | Sacred conflict, blessed prize |
| [04:49.22] | Weeping crosses, stainless eyes |
| [04:52.59] | Desperate addict, faith disguised |
| [04:56.83] | |
| [05:01.18] | Swept away with the tide |
| [05:08.08] | Through the holes in my hands |
| [05:14.84] | Crown of thorns at my side |
| [05:21.70] | Drawing lines in the sand |
| [05:25.44] | |
| [07:28.95] | We fabricate our demons |
| [07:32.76] | Invite them into our homes |
| [07:36.70] | Have supper with the aliens |
| [07:40.38] | And fight the war alone |
| [07:44.44] | We conjure up our skeletons |
| [07:48.42] | Enlist the den of thieves |
| [07:52.67] | Frightened from our closets |
| [07:56.44] | Then sewn upon our sleeves |
| [07:59.93] | |
| [08:02.76] | In the stream of consciousness |
| [08:10.99] | There is a river crying |
| [08:18.98] | Living comes much easier |
| [08:26.31] | |
| [08:27.54] | Once we admit |
| [08:32.26] | We're dying |
| [08:35.99] | |
| [10:16.42] | Sometimes, in the wreckage of our wake |
| [10:23.70] | There's a bitterness we harbor |
| [10:27.98] | And hate for hatred's sake |
| [10:31.92] | Sometime we dig an early grave |
| [10:39.66] | And crucify our instincts |
| [10:42.98] | For the hope we couldn't save |
| [10:45.95] | |
| [10:47.36] | Sometimes a view from sinless eyes |
| [10:54.64] | Centers our perspective |
| [10:59.01] | And pacifies our cries |
| [11:02.88] | Sometimes the anguish we survive |
| [11:10.09] | And the mysteries we nurture |
| [11:15.00] | Are the fabrics of our lives |
| [11:18.07] | |
| [11:21.65] | Swept away with the tide |
| [11:28.59] | Through the holes in my hands |
| [11:35.39] | Crown of thorns at my side |
| [11:41.99] | Drawing lines in the sand |
| [11:47.55] |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Dream Theater, Petrucci |
| [00:05.78] | Lines In The Sand |
| [00:09.57] | Dream Theater |
| [00:13.46] | Falling Into Infinity |
| [00:17.36] | |
| [00:21.30] | Music: Dream Theater |
| [00:25.30] | Lyrics: John Petrucci |
| [00:30.30] | |
| [02:46.44] | Sometimes, for a moment of bliss |
| [02:53.54] | And the passion, we' re craving |
| [02:57.68] | There' s a message we miss |
| [03:01.74] | Sometimes when the spirits left alone |
| [03:09.02] | We must believe in something |
| [03:12.92] | To find if we' ve grown |
| [03:15.78] | |
| [03:19.35] | Tragic reflex, shattered calm |
| [03:22.05] | Static progress, senses gone |
| [03:24.94] | Numb awareness, final psalm |
| [03:29.13] | |
| [03:34.05] | Swept away with the tide |
| [03:40.93] | Through the holes in my hands |
| [03:47.66] | Crown of thorns at my side |
| [03:54.49] | Drawing lines in the sand |
| [03:58.38] | |
| [04:13.42] | Sometimes, if you' re perfectly still |
| [04:20.90] | You can hear the virgin weeping |
| [04:24.51] | For the savior of your will |
| [04:28.84] | Sometimes, your castles in the air |
| [04:36.07] | And the fantasies you' re seeking |
| [04:40.10] | Are the crosses you bear |
| [04:43.44] | |
| [04:46.58] | Sacred conflict, blessed prize |
| [04:49.22] | Weeping crosses, stainless eyes |
| [04:52.59] | Desperate addict, faith disguised |
| [04:56.83] | |
| [05:01.18] | Swept away with the tide |
| [05:08.08] | Through the holes in my hands |
| [05:14.84] | Crown of thorns at my side |
| [05:21.70] | Drawing lines in the sand |
| [05:25.44] | |
| [07:28.95] | We fabricate our demons |
| [07:32.76] | Invite them into our homes |
| [07:36.70] | Have supper with the aliens |
| [07:40.38] | And fight the war alone |
| [07:44.44] | We conjure up our skeletons |
| [07:48.42] | Enlist the den of thieves |
| [07:52.67] | Frightened from our closets |
| [07:56.44] | Then sewn upon our sleeves |
| [07:59.93] | |
| [08:02.76] | In the stream of consciousness |
| [08:10.99] | There is a river crying |
| [08:18.98] | Living comes much easier |
| [08:26.31] | |
| [08:27.54] | Once we admit |
| [08:32.26] | We' re dying |
| [08:35.99] | |
| [10:16.42] | Sometimes, in the wreckage of our wake |
| [10:23.70] | There' s a bitterness we harbor |
| [10:27.98] | And hate for hatred' s sake |
| [10:31.92] | Sometime we dig an early grave |
| [10:39.66] | And crucify our instincts |
| [10:42.98] | For the hope we couldn' t save |
| [10:45.95] | |
| [10:47.36] | Sometimes a view from sinless eyes |
| [10:54.64] | Centers our perspective |
| [10:59.01] | And pacifies our cries |
| [11:02.88] | Sometimes the anguish we survive |
| [11:10.09] | And the mysteries we nurture |
| [11:15.00] | Are the fabrics of our lives |
| [11:18.07] | |
| [11:21.65] | Swept away with the tide |
| [11:28.59] | Through the holes in my hands |
| [11:35.39] | Crown of thorns at my side |
| [11:41.99] | Drawing lines in the sand |
| [11:47.55] |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Dream Theater, Petrucci |
| [00:05.78] | Lines In The Sand |
| [00:09.57] | Dream Theater |
| [00:13.46] | Falling Into Infinity |
| [00:17.36] | |
| [00:21.30] | Music: Dream Theater |
| [00:25.30] | Lyrics: John Petrucci |
| [00:30.30] | |
| [02:46.44] | Sometimes, for a moment of bliss |
| [02:53.54] | And the passion, we' re craving |
| [02:57.68] | There' s a message we miss |
| [03:01.74] | Sometimes when the spirits left alone |
| [03:09.02] | We must believe in something |
| [03:12.92] | To find if we' ve grown |
| [03:15.78] | |
| [03:19.35] | Tragic reflex, shattered calm |
| [03:22.05] | Static progress, senses gone |
| [03:24.94] | Numb awareness, final psalm |
| [03:29.13] | |
| [03:34.05] | Swept away with the tide |
| [03:40.93] | Through the holes in my hands |
| [03:47.66] | Crown of thorns at my side |
| [03:54.49] | Drawing lines in the sand |
| [03:58.38] | |
| [04:13.42] | Sometimes, if you' re perfectly still |
| [04:20.90] | You can hear the virgin weeping |
| [04:24.51] | For the savior of your will |
| [04:28.84] | Sometimes, your castles in the air |
| [04:36.07] | And the fantasies you' re seeking |
| [04:40.10] | Are the crosses you bear |
| [04:43.44] | |
| [04:46.58] | Sacred conflict, blessed prize |
| [04:49.22] | Weeping crosses, stainless eyes |
| [04:52.59] | Desperate addict, faith disguised |
| [04:56.83] | |
| [05:01.18] | Swept away with the tide |
| [05:08.08] | Through the holes in my hands |
| [05:14.84] | Crown of thorns at my side |
| [05:21.70] | Drawing lines in the sand |
| [05:25.44] | |
| [07:28.95] | We fabricate our demons |
| [07:32.76] | Invite them into our homes |
| [07:36.70] | Have supper with the aliens |
| [07:40.38] | And fight the war alone |
| [07:44.44] | We conjure up our skeletons |
| [07:48.42] | Enlist the den of thieves |
| [07:52.67] | Frightened from our closets |
| [07:56.44] | Then sewn upon our sleeves |
| [07:59.93] | |
| [08:02.76] | In the stream of consciousness |
| [08:10.99] | There is a river crying |
| [08:18.98] | Living comes much easier |
| [08:26.31] | |
| [08:27.54] | Once we admit |
| [08:32.26] | We' re dying |
| [08:35.99] | |
| [10:16.42] | Sometimes, in the wreckage of our wake |
| [10:23.70] | There' s a bitterness we harbor |
| [10:27.98] | And hate for hatred' s sake |
| [10:31.92] | Sometime we dig an early grave |
| [10:39.66] | And crucify our instincts |
| [10:42.98] | For the hope we couldn' t save |
| [10:45.95] | |
| [10:47.36] | Sometimes a view from sinless eyes |
| [10:54.64] | Centers our perspective |
| [10:59.01] | And pacifies our cries |
| [11:02.88] | Sometimes the anguish we survive |
| [11:10.09] | And the mysteries we nurture |
| [11:15.00] | Are the fabrics of our lives |
| [11:18.07] | |
| [11:21.65] | Swept away with the tide |
| [11:28.59] | Through the holes in my hands |
| [11:35.39] | Crown of thorns at my side |
| [11:41.99] | Drawing lines in the sand |
| [11:47.55] |
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