[Written by Jon Oliva, Paul O'Neill]
There in the dark
There's a child and she's waiting
Lost in the maze of a fate
accompli
Is it a crime to be just hesitating
While we're pretending that we never see
On a TV mounted on the wall
From
this distance I can see it all
And I've been out here watching you
Watching you fall
Is there a trick to the art of not
feeling
Safe in our world while another's child bleeds
Praying that God won't demand a redealing
Of cards we have held and
pretend you don't need
Don't need
On a TV mounted on the wall
From this distance
I can see it all
And I've been out
here
Watching you
Watching you fall
Better not think about it
Anytime we'll start to doubt it
Christ has risen
Keep
him hidden
God forbid he sees
It's not that we lack the vision
Only just a quick decision
Who will blame us, rules
restrain us
It's all in history
So close my eyes and pretend I am sleeping
Avoiding the chance that you'll visit my
dreams
On a TV mounted on the wall
From this distance I can see it all
And I've been out here
Watching you
Watching
you, watching you, watching you
Watching you fall yeah yeah