Seen my diary on the newsstand
Seems we’ve lost the truth to quicksand
It’s a shame no one is praying
'Cause these voices in my head
keep saying, 'Love, just don't stare.
Reveal the word when you’re
supposed to’…

(Source: Spotify)


A blast from my prog past.

(Source: Spotify)

All the intensity in the world. John Myung.

All the intensity in the world. John Myung.


Sacrificed Sons
- Dream Theater

I post it every 9/11. 

(Source: lntrepid-traveler)

Mikey, I love your face.

Mikey, I love your face.

(Source: ytsejamcinema, via the-human-number)


Dream Theater: Losing Time/Grand Finale

She dresses in black everyday
She keeps her hair simple and plain
She never wears makeup
But no one would care if she did anyway

She doesn’t recall yesterday
Faces seem twisted and strange
But she always wakes up
Only to find she’d been miles away

Absence of awareness
Losing Time
A lapse of perception
Losing time

Wanting to escape
She had created a way to survive
She learned to detach from herself
A behavior that kept her alive

Hope in the face of our human distress
Helps us to understand the turbulence deep inside
That takes hold of our lives
Shame and disgrace over mental unrest
Keeps us from saving those we love

The grace within our hearts
And the sorrow in our souls

Deception of fame
Vengeance of war
Lives torn apart
Losing oneself
Spiraling down
Feeling the walls closing in
A journey to find
The answers inside
Our illusive mind.

"Still awake
I continue to move along
Cultivating my own nonsense.
Welcome to the wasteland
Where you’ll find ashes,
Nothing but ashes."

Dream Theater