twilight fadesthrough blistered avalonthe sky’s cruel torchon arching autobahninto the uncertain divinewe scream into the last divineyou make me realyou make me realstrong as i feelyou make me realsheila rideson crashing nightingaleintake eyes leavepassing vapor trailswith blushing brilliance alivebecause it’s time to arriveyou make me realyou make me realstrong as i feelyou make me reallately I just can’t seem to believediscard my friends to change the sceneryit meant the world to hold a bruising faithbut now it’s just a matter of gracea summer storm graces all of mehighway warm sing silent poetryI could bring you the lightand take you home into the nightyou make me reallately I just can’t seem to believeyou make me realdiscard my friends to change the scenerystrong as i feelit meant the world to hold a bruising faithyou make me real
but now it’s just a matter of grace