Two steps forward, for the four steps back you takeTwo steps forward, for the four steps back you take
Take my hand and I’ll run with youEscape the shadows that are hiding in my mindWhen you see, don’t you recogniseThat no one makes it out of here aliveLeave this all time lowIt’s on with the showBreak free and let it goOn with the show
La La La La
Two steps forward, for the four steps back you takeTwo steps forward, for the four steps back you take
La La La LaOn With The Show
La La La LaOn With The Show

You AreI want to make a name for meWho do you think ?You AreHeroborn in victoryWho do you thinkYou AreLet’s go and make a name for me
Hit a home runWe won’tlose to no oneIf they knock you downGet back up and you get onWe’re the winners here when the times runWe’re all winners here and we’ll shine on
If the clock counts down to zeroWill you be the loser or the heroWe’ve got our faith in you tonightWho’d you thinkYou AreWho’d You ThinkYou AreWho’d You ThinkYou AreWho’d You ThinkYou Are
Hit a home runWe won’t lose to no oneIf they knock you downGet back up and you get onWe’re the winners here when the times runWe’re all winners here and we’ll shine on

Losing Myself in Magic
That the humble claims youMay he claim the nightThe Night and the silence



A hidden knowledgeA too long distance in the dark
And your sign on a treeAnd your sign on a treeAnd your light in the breezeAll the tears on the seaAll the things that i seeWho cares about me ?
There's nothing to knowPlease help meI am losing myself in the magicAnd you are here with meThere's nothing to knowPlease help meI am losing myself in the magicAnd you are here with me
You are here with meAnd all the dreams cloud the dayyou are here with meunfortunately
I am a poor boyToo old in my shoesYou're an angelAnd our Gods are jealous of youof youYou are an angelYou are my angelYou are
There's nothing to knowPlease help meI am losing myself in the magicAnd you are here with meThere's nothing to knowPlease help meI am loosing myself in the magicAnd you are here with me

Through Your Open DoorTime cut in sound
A sharper blade for a signal doubt
Hands cold enough
Arms raised as a lightning mast
A theatre of one
A voice overrun
Ringing through the valley of resonance
Rope winding down but
Held higher than we could reach to climb

Streets lead your smile
Played famous and versatile
Sleeps through the fire
Collateral battle cries fight
Confessant dark
Incessant spark
Racing shadows on rustic arks
We won’t bend
Won’t resist to enlist our lips againAnd sing your madrigalSee the girl she hides seeks
Climbs the pedestal
Say you'll now lead
Walk me through your open door
through your open door
And sing your madrigal
Sing your madrigal
And sing...