[music by Dream Theater, lyrics by John Petrucci, dedicated to John E. Petrucci] I was sitting on the edge of his bed Staring at the headlines on the paper He said, "look at poor gene kelly I guess he won't be singing in the rain." You can take away my heroes Can you take away my pain Take away my pain Leave the cold outside Please don't let it rain Don't stumble on my pride Take away my pain I'm not frightened any more Just stay with me tonight I'm tired of this fight Soon I'll be knocking at your door She was standing by the edge of his bed Staring at the message on their faces He said, "what else can you do babe? I guess I won't be coming home again." They just took away all my promises Make them take away my pain Take away my pain Leave the cold outside Please don't let it rain Don't stumble on my pride Take away my pain I'm not frightened any more Just stay with me tonight I'm tired of this fight Soon I'll be knocking at your door His final scene The actor bows And all those years Are gone somehow The crowd applauds The curtain fails I was standing by the edge of the water I noticed my reflection in the waves Then I saw you looking back at me And I knew that for a moment You were calling out my name You took away my hero Will you take away my pain Take away my pain Let the cold inside It's time to let it rain There's nothing left to hide Take away my pain I'm not frightened any more I'm learning to survive Without you in my life Til you come knocking at my door...