Once a shadow A hazy prediction from the past Now sings your song Now sings your song Never thought they mattered All the crazy stories of what went down But they sing your song Now sing your song I have a dream of a hope that is Only the shadow of a memory Of a tiny cloud passing before the sun Yet it spreads, widens, flattens, fades I have a dream of a hope that is Only the shadow of a memory Of a tiny cloud passing before the sun Yet it spreads, widens, flattens, fades Like all waves Like all shocks Spins and turns Angles and curves The shape of these dreams half remembered Slip the surly bonds of this earth And touch the face of true perfection A perfect face Perfect lace Find the perfect world for the end of me End of line