(Tommy Shaw, James Young)
The lines are drawn in the sand across the caress of time
The lines are drawn in the sand across the caress of time


There's a face in the glass
Looking through the mirror

At the maze of my past
It was never clearer


On the distant horizon
The sun approaches
Better cover my eyes

Better hide the roaches

In the best of my time

There was something better
And the quest of my mind
Was to try and get her


Something simple and pure
As the thoughts in my head

Not the tears in the rain
Over me she shed


We were almost there
Still I was unaware


Here in the Brave New World's embrace
I watch the parade begin
Searching for one familiar face

And I wonder where I fit in
How will I know if there's a place
For me in the Brave New World


To be calm in the eye
Of the human storm

In house full of dreams
I am safe and warm


Looking back at a life
Filled with warm embraces
No regrets only memories

Of smiling faces

We were almost there

Now change is in the air

Until now I held the zone

I ruled the world
I called it home
I never saw the down side


See the now see the Zen
There is no division

Through the eyes of a child
There is perfect vision


And the best of our lives
Resonate the hills
And the sun's gonna shine

And you know that I will...