When the Dreams Run Dry
Can't hear myself think
Through the crashing of the rain
I'm passing judgement in the fast lane
And smoothing out a rough stone
Guess it comes with age
You start to wonder about the time theft
How much of it you got left
Comes in with the age now
When the dreams run dry
I will be where I always was
Standing at your side
Letting go of the reins
We're all going to die
When they're closing up the door
Nobody wishing that they weren't more
Don't bother with your suitcase
We'll beat the birds
Down to Acapulco Bay
Oh, Honolulu on hearsay
Running at our own pace
And I'll be on your side
When the dreams run dry
When the dreams run dry
I will be where I always was
Standing at your side
Letting go of the reins
Reach for the summit
Of an ancient design
On the verge of eternal
On the heels of divine
If you stumble and fall
If you stumble and fall
If the way can't be found
If the way can't be found
We'll just follow the moon
To the stars
To the sun
To the ground
And around,
And around
And around
In the light
In the heat
Through the folds
And the bends
And again
And again
And again
To the moon
To the stars
To the sun
To the ground
And around
And around
And around
In the light
In the heat
Through the folds
And the bends
And again
And again
And again