Twilight fades Through blistered avalon The sky's cruel torch On arching autobahn Into the uncertain divine We scream into the last divine You make me real You make me real Strong as i feel You make me real
Sheila rides on crashing nightingale Intake eyes leave passing vapor trails With blushing brilliance alive Because it's time to arrive
You make me real You make me real Strong as i feel You make me real
Lately I just can't seem to believe Discard my friends to change the scenery It meant the wrold to hold a bruising faith But now it's just a matter of grace