J. P. Cormier - Hall of Dreams lyrics

Welcome, walk this way The tour has just begun Come and gaze upon the stories on these walls For inside each golden frame Is a life that lays undone So listen now as destiny recalls Maggie walks the streets She's down to her last dime Now she can't even get what she deserves She's eighteen and a mom Already out of time She prays to empty skies the saints preserve And the sands of time are falling Stories swept away upon the streams And the souls inside are calling From the portraits here within the hall of dreams Thomas lives inside Any bottle he can find And his memories are drowned beneath a haze In a prison without keys He wears his troubled mind Like shackles made of all his better days And the sands of time are falling Stories swept away upon the streams And the souls inside are calling From the portraits here within the hall of dreams Edward lies alone Waitin' for the final call The lustre of his gold is fading fast He had fortune, he had fame He almost had it all Even love, but he just couldn't make it last And the sands of time are falling Stories swept away upon the streams And the souls inside are calling From the portraits here within the hall of dreams Yes, the souls inside are calling From the portraits here within the hall of dreams Within the hall of dreams Within the hall of dreams