Dreams We Conceive - Trans-Siberian Orchestra

In a city after midnight

Neath the halo of a street light

Withered dreams die

As the blood dries

All the wounds we keep hidden from view

In the safety of this darkness

As it hides all, time has tarnished

The forbidden, unforgiven, are secure here where no one pursues

But the night fades away and gives way to the day

For what else is the night to do?

As the dark steps aside, with the hopes we confide

And never believes that the dreams we conceived

Would ever not, ever come true

Is life different, after midnight?

With its new dawn, and its new light

Inconsistent, and indifferent, to the things we were so sure we knew

As you stood there, in the night air

With such beauty, that the stars stare

From their distance, you are different

Like a dream that no one could refuse

But the night fades away

And gives way to the day

For what else is the night to do?

As the dark steps aside with the hopes we confide

And never believes that the dreams we conceived

Would ever not, ever come true

As you stand all alone at your station

What if God doesn’t know where you are?

As you send all your prayers for salvation

But afraid that they don’t go that far

So you wait all alone in your darkness

And there’s a train that drives on through the night

And if everyone’s on it except us

Will it return for that single life

In a city after midnight

Neath the halo of a street light…