From the album Living Fiction

Lyrics

Stone cold statues
Moments that have passed you when you had to choose
You choose wrong and lost
Now you move no more than shadows sleep walking though the battles
Stuck holding a torch that never burns
A voice ignites like fire you catch sight of a child
Wandering in your garden of stone
But the little boy is laughing
Your lips crack but you can’t ask him why he draws outside your lines

If only you could tell him how you risked it all and fought
If only you could show him
When it came time you put it all on the line
And you lost

Sometimes you watch the snowflakes
Sit back and just contemplate what would you do if you could move freely
So rare to see the living moving and breathing and in there minds are dreams worth keeping alive

If only you could tell them how you risked it all and fought
If only you could show them
When it came time you put it all on the line
And you lost

I see my grandfathers face behind that cheap piture frame
I am the boy and he is the lion
I have walked though my fathers hall seen granddad hung on the wall
And wondered was he a stone cold statue too
Did he sacrifice when the battle raged
Break the bars when he rattled his cage but how did he lose?

If only you could tell me how you risked it all and fought
If only you could show me
When it came time you put it all on the line
And you lost