Come In

If you’re standing next to someone
Who doesn’t know your name
Come in, pull up a chair
You and me, we’re the same
This is the palace of the thinkers
Dreamers, in-betweeners
The broken record-players
Hearing something in this music
Here the wind blows softly
Carrying a note forever
Cradling the melody of hope
If you’re screaming in the dark
And no one hears your voice
Welcome to this whole new world of
Sound
Come in friend, sit down
This is the palace of the thinkers
Dreamers, in-betweeners
The broken record-players
Hearing something in this music
Here the wind blows softly
Carrying a note forever
Cradling the melody of hope