Wake the Dead

Nothing more will be shown
Even the current, starts to slow
All you’ve gathered, all you know
Stepping on the stage
Could be a moment, or go on for years
As long as moving, delay the fears
Sooner or later, the drying tears
Burning down the cage
Where the lines do end
Do you go back, or ahead
Instinct rules, wake the dead
Spark, the hidden flame
Never out, don’t bother to count
It all comes back, when you’ve found
Music waves, from the ground
Some say, it’s a mistake
Beat the drums, play the flute
How to change, as if on cue
Moving through, every shade of blue
Never again, will trade
Where the lines do end
Do you go back, or ahead
Instinct rules, wake the dead
Spark, the hidden flame
All object, you can’t do that
Don’t dare to leave, the chosen track
The sky is falling, hear the crack
The ever growing wave
From the peak, through space and time
Some will say, too much wine
Learn to fly, after the climb
Tell the spider, it’s ok
Where the lines do end
Do you go back, or ahead
Instinct rules, wake the dead
Spark, the hidden flame