Bruce Dickinson

Innerspace
I see the scars of action writhing round your face too much inactivity and home's a lonely place throw away your beauty cos you know that it won't last throw away your present you've need living in the past so stake a trip with me across the bridge of lunacy fire up some beast and ride the skywaves don't wanna waste my time on you if you can't travel this way too fire up this beast we'll ride the skywave I've thrown away my images they're all so distant now discovery was a stranger then so welcome to my house whatever demons torture me I love them like a friend nothing lasts forever but the certainty of change I'd rather move around and be that figure out life and what it means fire up some beast and ride the skywaves and when the fireballs work is done and we are part of the nuclear one the whole Damn Thing begins again our glory days have just begun a fiery sideslip then we're gone I'll see ya Monday morning anyway I'm coming back From Letras Mania