It’s all we ever wantedAnd all we’ll ever needAnd now it’s slipping through our fingersFaster than the speed of night.

Todd Rundgren is a genius, and I don’t use that word a lot.

The icy cold will cut us like a knife in the darkAnd we may lose everything in the windBut the Northern Lights are burningAnd they’re giving off sparks.

The sea is whipping the skyThe sky is whipping the seaYou can hide away forever from the stormBut you’ll never hide away from me.

I’ve been dreaming of mirrors. Millions of mirrors, reflecting people to death.

Come on, come on! And there’ll be no turning back! You were only killing time and it can kill you right back. Come on, come on! It’s time to burn up the fuse. You got nothing to do and even less to lose.

I’m just a little bit tired If you know what I mean Don’t want to be in a crowd When I can be in a dream.

You’ll never find your gold on a sandy beach.

And we’ll never be as young as we are right now.

I’ve been called over the top. How silly. If you don’t go over the top, you can’t see what’s on the other side.