Alive on the Wall

And you can dream about a little old place in the green hills where you try to be free
And you can talk about the things that you have until you lose them...then you're back to one
And you can jump, you’re flying oh so high and then you stumble, just drifting out of the sky
And you can wait, you’re staring into the sun your eyes fall downward, and then you wonder...
Where the time has gone

Feel a little bit like you're walking lines
You can go a little bit without wondering why
You can dream a little bit by just clearing your mind, be
Alive on the wall, alive on the wall, alive on the wall, alive on the wall

And you can meet up with a girl so golden when you touch her, she all but turns to dust.
And you can cry about the friends that you’ve lost until you find them…then you’re lost again.
And you can climb, a mountain oh so high and then you’re stretching, your footprints lining the sky
And then she smiles, the dust turns back into gold her eyes fall downward, and then you ask her…
Where the time has gone.

Feel a little bit like you're walking lines
You can go a little bit without wondering why
You can dream a little bit by just clearing your mind, be
Alive on the wall, alive on the wall, alive on the wall, alive on the wall
And you can dream…

And you can go down a street so straight and then you fault her just trying to fool your breath
And you can sleep right through the day until nightfall and you can wonder...
Where the time has gone

Feel a little bit like you're walking lines
You can go a little bit without wondering why
You can dream a little bit by just clearing your mind, be
Alive on the wall, alive on the wall, alive on the wall, alive on the wall

And you can dream…