Someday
I'll go away
Pack my bag
Get on a plane
I'll fly up through my cloud
I'll smash right through
Right into the sun
And I know that
Someday
I'll turn my back
Lock the house
And give up the pain
And I'll go and take my peace
Gonna sail away
For a life and a day
And I know that
Chorus
Someday you're gonna feel the pain
Someday you're gonna feel the pain
Someday you're gonna feel the pain
Someday you're gonna feel the pain
Someday
I'll find a way
Get on my feet
Walk out the door
And I'll leave you all the pain
That you gave to me
Wrapped in a song
And I know that
Someday
You'll know the day
You'll know the pain
It's right here in this song
And I'll smash right through
Straight up to the sun
And you'll know that
Chorus
3. Grand Canyon Suite
When you go home and sleep this night
Dream of wings and astral flight
Fly with the speed of waking light
And we'll go
And I'll show you
Show you the way
To the Grand Canyon
We'll fly from Yucon Point and awe
From the ridge down to the floor
There in its majesty it flows
Slow as time
Then like time
Time, it explodes
The mighty Colorado
We'll swoop right up the Canyon wall
Then, like an eagle, down we'll fall
To fly through the Canyon on a dream
See the river
Crush and roar
See how it roars
In the Grand Canyon
We'll swoop right up the Canyon wall
Then, like an eagle, down we'll fall
To fly through the Canyon on a dream
See the river
Crush and roar
See how it roars
In the Grand Canyon
4. Pitt Mickley
5. Credo
I believe
The life you live you leave
Can't conceive
An extra mortal sleeve
From near times far
We come and here we are, we stay
To play a while upon this earthly stage and leave
To half-remembered tales
And half-forgotten lies
To sing a while
A song in praising style
And then forget the words
I believe in midnight madness
And ships that pass in the night
And I believe in love
Like a child in Santa Claus
The king who wore no clothes
Wasn't the only one exposed
The queue forms beside me
As I sing my credo to a lost cause
I believe in constant pauses
Like a Roman holiday
And I often stop for air
As I climb the Spanish stairs
And the king whose touch was gold
Was surprised as he grew old
The queue forms up behind him
As he sang his credo to a lost cause
I believe, and you believe, and we believe we're free
And the air don't cost a thing
To a bird with a broken wing
The wisest king of all
Left his wisdom on the wall
The queue forms beside me
As I sing my credo to a lost cause
I believe, and you believe, and we believe we're free
And the air don't cost a thing
But then, that's only to a bird with a broken wing
Yet the wisest king of all
Had to leave his wisdom on the wall
The queue forms up beside me
As I sing my credo to a lost cause
I believe
The life you live you leave
Can't conceive
The extra mortal weave
From near the stars
You are seen from here, they're yours
To gaze awhile
Down to the universe and smile
As we down here
We chase the wind and jump the moon
And play a while
The game in echoed style
And disregard the rules