Another dreamer steps o n to t he stage
He sings his hope and his fear and hi s rage
As the applause from th e crowd starts to fade
He hears them swallow th e key to h is cage
Welcome to the machine
It's a currency generator
And then it's a guillotine
A mirror held up to your own behavior
I'm gonna take my bow
And disappear into the sound
I'm leaving my cage on the ground
When I take my bow
I want you to come to the ground
See my feet falling down from the clouds
The dreamer dances inside of hi s cage
All his music an d words are t he same
But in the moment h e exits t he stage
You hear him whisper a prayer for t he flames
Welcome to the machine
It's a currency generator
And then it's a guillotine
A mirror held up to your own behavior
When they disti nguish your name
It may e xtinguish your flame (x2)
I'm gonna take my bow
And disappear into the sound
I'm leaving my cage on the ground
When I take my bow
I want you to come to the ground
See my feet falling down from the clouds
So trade those ashes for a cry