I feel as if i've fallen into someone elses dream loud voices calling and the smell of steam the king's amongst the commoners but someone has to steer streamers and cannon fire distant to the ear
angels, scoundrels, faithless fools the drivers leave their wheels the workmen leave their tools and the white ball hangs and the red ball falls the luck dragon flies tonight
the last stop on some journey to reach a far off sea who will fall in battle? who'll be the first to flee? and voices here right next to me yet somehow distant too echoes bouncing off the wall with the meaning bleeding through
angels, scoundrels, faithless fools the drivers leave their wheels the workmen leave their tools and the white ball hangs and the red ball falls the luck dragon flies tonight
do you know anyone, anyone at all? do you know anyone, anyone at all? do you know anyone, anyone at all?
and the white ball hangs and the red ball falls the luck dragon flies tonight
and the white ball hangs and the red ball falls the luck dragon flies tonight