The Curse of Millhaven
(Alexander/Badlees)
Last night I dreamt of flying
Over hillsides in the snow
And I dove down through the clouds
Into the valley there below
When the fields turned into parking lots
My freedom turned to dread
The ground rose up to greet me
And I jumped up out of bed
You can fly, fly, fly
Off to anywhere you choose
You can try, try, try
But eventually you'll lose
It seems there's always something
Tryin' to bring a good man down
I have no fear of falling
But I hate hitting the ground
Searchin' through my sofa
Tryin'
Last night I dreamt of flying
Over hillsides in the snow
And I dove down through the clouds
Into the valley there below
When the fields turned into parking lots
My freedom turned to dread
The ground rose up to greet me
And I jumped up out of bed
You can fly, fly, fly
Off to anywhere you choose
You can try, try, try
But eventually you'll lose
It seems there's always something
Tryin' to bring a good man down
I have no fear of falling
But I hate hitting the ground
Searchin' through my sofa
Tryin'
Aggressive Perfector
Follow me, I'll lead the way; your fears will soon overtake
Hide your infinite tears inside, it seeks your smallest break
Screaming as if nothing helps, you press on to survive
Playing out the fantasies of a force that keeps you alive
He'll have you down on your knees
You play his fatal game
He'll satisfy your every need
You'll never be the same
Take my hand, I'll show you how;
You've just one life to live
The road you're on goes straight to hell;
Your life is yours to give
His fantasies of all of you are much too great to see
This world your living is so unreal, perfected just for me
He'll have you down on your knees
You play his fatal game
He'll satisfy your every need
You'll never be the same