Bret Douglas - Lead vocals Trent Gardner - Harmonies
When every word has been written When every line has been read When every person cries for justice And every partner drops dead
When every loss has been suffered When every war has been fought When every son been laid to rest When every lesson has been taught
There comes a time when you realize It's all over - sooner or later All of us together - stop pretending it's not It's going down - It's going down Nobody listens - I can't believe it.
(Petrucci solo)
There comes a time when you realize It's all over - sooner or later All of us together - stop pretending it's not It's going down - it's going down Nobody listens - I can't believe it.
When every breath has been drawn When every sickness has been shared When every soul has quit religion When every priest has run scared
When all the actors take a last bow When all the big deals have gone down When every cynic's crucified us When every mother screams out loud
There comes a time when you realize It's all over - sooner or later All of us together - stop pretending it's not It's going down - it's going down Nobody listens - I can't believe it.
(Murphy-Guillory solos) (Petrucci solo)
Found asleep at the wheel Believing in things that are not real Our reasons more of the same Pointless encounters - endless cliches
Things escape me time and again Running in circles while anarchy wins Not me - I'm not going down Refuse to sell out or lay down Fate speaks Fate speaks loudly Fate speaks Fate speaks Fate speaks loudly Fate speaks loudly...
(Petrucci solo)
Face my sentence in despair Pacing the floor - the enemy's there I'm just so sick and tired of it all Nothing but commerce Makes my skin crawl
You think I've lost it For what I have said You've got the problem And it's all in your head It's just too dark It's just too real Don't take for granted This chance we have to feel Why do we take it? We're out of control We're getting worse now And we're selling our souls It's just too dark It's just too real Don't take for granted This chance we have to feel
(Sherinian solo) (Petrucci solo)
Why do we take it? We're out of control We're getting worse now And we're selling our souls It's just too dark It's just too real Don't take for granted This chance we have to feel
You think I've lost it For what I have said You've got the problem And it's all in your head It's just too dark It's just too real Don't take for granted This chance we have to feel...