Текст песни Broken Dreams (Drew McIntyre) (Bonus Track) - Jim Johnston feat. Drake Hunt of Shaman's Harvest

What's that metronome I hear,
Perhaps the end is drawing near
You never hear the shot that takes you down
Now your dreams are memory, and
Seems more true from far away
Just like smoke that fades and makes no sound

Out of time,
So say goodbye
What is yours
Now it's mine

And I dream broken dreams
I make them come true
I make them for you
I make them for you

Almost to the mountain top
You slip and fall just like a stone
Rolling ever faster to this nightmare you have sewn
You had it all right in your grasps
But in a breath your minute passed
Now alas the end has come
You are all alone

Out of time
So say goodbye
What is yours

And I dream broken dreams
I make them come true
I make them for you
I make them for you

All my dreams are just illusions
Because nothing can confuse you
Don't you look behind the curtain
No more time the end is certain

Holding out for something you had dreamt about for years and years
Each day thinking tomorrow was the one
A train somewhere is off it's tracks,
It's whistle blows, it wants life back
And echoes through a night of setting suns

Out of time
So say goodbye
What is yours

And I dream broken dreams
I make them come true
I make them for you
I make them for you