Looking out my window staring At the things that i can't see If i listen closely I can hear, i can hear I can hear a dying dream I'm wrapped up in the warmth Of an unforgiving mind I'm on vacation in another time And we can thank the tv We can thank the men of old for this legacy of hate Somehow, somehow they have sold I'm wrapped up in the warmth Of an unforgiving game I'm on vacation in the land of shame When the pigs are flying And it's freezing cold in hell Maybe we'll forgive the children, baby Only time will tell Yeah yeah If i listen closely I can hear, i can hear I can hear a dying dream I'm on vacation in the land of shame We'll be alone together In a world we call our own We'll be alone together In a place that doesn't feel like home Yeah yeah I can hear, i can hear I can hear a dying dream Dying dream Dying dream Dying dream We'll be alone together In a world we call our own We'll be alone together In a place that doesn't feel like home We'll be alone together In a world we call our own We'll be alone together In a place that doesn't feel like home We'll be alone together We'll leave this land of shame