Triumph Triumph (Later Called In The Beginning) Blinding Light Show , Moonchild And from where I stand I reach my hand To catch a love blow But the selfish stare Though electric air Is a blinding light show I see the face That has no place But somehow knows The truth is clear But hiding here In the blinding light show The blinding light show The place is strange The colors change The dancer slows And shifts his pace And lifts his face Into the blinding light show A naked heart is Quickly torn apart And the burning grows When you try to think It only makes you sink Into the blinding light show The blinding light show The blinding light show And while the crowd keeps Calling out "Hoorah" Their greedy hands Keep clutching out "Hoorah, hoorah, hoorah" The aimless mob is calling out "Hoorah" And unseen candles Burning out "Hoorah, hoorah, hoorah" The blinding light show The blinding light show And the sounds of truth Ring hollow In this pretense world of show And the footlights Burn their pathways As the profits come and go And the seeming some-day singer Lives the Carney Barker's dream Selling all by saying nothing in The language of a scream The language of a scream And the blind shall Lead the sighted As we lose the candle glow No one knows tomorrow In the blinding light show The blinding light show The blinding light show