There's so many of my dreams that could not be
A handful of pa**ion trapped in memory
And a bucket load of pain which is plain to see
No more, no more in me
No more, no more from me
I've looked into the past and the ways between
Sorted fiction from the fact on an inner scream
And counted out my blessings, left a balance in the books
But no more, no more of me
No more, no more from me
Roll the days away
Clean the spirit locked inside
Just as the children play
To wash the history aside
Joyful in surprises, throw away your life's disguises
Disguises (x3)
There's a journal with my name on and an empty chair
And soon there'll be no record that I ever was there
But I'm going on a journey and they'll let me sing
Some more, there's more from me
So much more, more to see
Roll the days away
Clean the spirit locked inside
Just as the children play
To wash the history aside
Joyful in surprises, throw away your life's disguises
Roll the days away
Clean the spirit locked inside
Just as the children play
To wash the history aside
Joyful in surprises, throw away your life's disguises
Disguises (x2)