Man on the Internet
Corridors of Time
[Chorus]
We rise with the dawn
And the dreams that we have dreamed now are gone
But in this new day
We may still be dreaming on

The magic grows
Like spring we will bloom and grow
The truth exists in our dreams
All we know is we don't know

Life, knowledge and time
Seek the reason and we seek the rhyme
Our magical skill
Is for those blessed and divine

The world is drained
So tired and old, it’s a stain
The bliss of a waking dream
We are free from toil and pain