Bring Down the House

My thoughts are all in line deep in my blank mind
They never show, I can’t find the words
To heal this silent world
But if I had them brought back to me one last time
Then I would find all the words I can’t find
And I would write the song laying asleep inside
Deep there in my blank mind…
Trapped in a world where I have no voice, yeah
Not a word, not a single story
Far away I hear people sobbing
Oh, look at me!
I was caught on the enemy fields
And I can’t find a way to go back
There had been a sign I would have seen
There had been a dream I would have dreamed
All alone where I have no rights, yeah
Hope is gone, the end of the glory
Prisoner inside my own mourning
Oh, look at me!
I was caught on the enemy fields
And I can’t find a way to go back
There had been a sign I would have seen
There had been a dream I would have dreamed
I hear a voice from far away
But against my will I had to stay
Every night and day wishing I were back…
I hear a voice from far away
But against my will I had to stay
Wishing that I were back…
But I will come out so strong
That the ghosts of the failure will vanish at once
And then the words of my song
Will bring down the house!