The last one remains
And the pieces fit together
It must be the sequence
And it's right in front of him
He's running along
The book still in his hand
An emotional target
Funny how circumstances change
Somehow he has been cheated
To find the sleeper's dream
Time and a place are always near
To make you carry on
All the stories told
And still have to be sold
Somehow make the connection
In the lap of the gods
Synchronicity like two spies
Who are willing to lay down and die
There's sand in our eyes
And the words can't be heard
Somehow he has been cheated
To find the sleeper's dream
Time and a place are always near
To make you carry on
Tell me a one sided story
Whatever the scene I'm in
Circle around in this old play
Whatever the price may be
The last one remains
And the pieces fit together
It must be the sequence
And it's right in front of him
Somehow he has been cheated
To find the sleeper's dream
Time and a place are always near
To make you carry on