the dream flew down   down from heaven’s patience   to hope with us for miracles      exorcise our strong beliefs   give motives to our murders   and steal with us our miracles      photo-sensitized,   we’re in a daze of glory   and smiling bravely through our tears      in our gleaming eyes we feel now   from what we are distracted   and start to change our miracles      where are the suns   the violent storms we pray for   we all are out there   as we embrace our exile      we all are statues   and cannot turn to stone   we all are out there   our little islands we call home      we are the suns   the violent storms we pray for   we all are out there   as we embrace our exile      relieve our minds   carry on to save our angels   as we indulge our glowing pride      create our lives   direct us all again to paradise   and let us sleep in cooling winds      in our closing eyes we see now   from what we were rejected   and start to dream of miracles