Tom Trovador


Modus vivendi


Welcome home (Sanitarium)

Welcome to where time stands still, no one leaves and no one will
Moon is full, never seems to change, just labeled mentally deranged
Dream the same thing every night, I see our freedom in my sight
No locked doors, no windows barred, no things to make my brain seem scarred

Sleep my friend and you will see, the dream is my reality
They keep me locked up in this cage, can't they see it's why my brain says 'Rage'?

Sanitarium, leave me be
Sanitarium, just leave me alone




Build my fear of what's out there, cannot breathe the open air
Whisper things into my brain assuring me that I'm insane
They think our heads are in their hands but violent use brings violent plans
Keep him tied, it makes him well, he's getting better, can't you tell?

No more can they keep us in. Listen, damn it! We will win
They see it right, they see it well, but they think this saves us from our hell


Fear of living on
Natives getting restless now
Mutiny in the air
Got some death to do
Mirror stares back hard
'Kill', it's such a friendly word
Seems the only way
For reaching out again