1. Space Race (Bruce
Dickinson / Alex Dickson) (3:47)
2. Back from the
Edge (Bruce Dickinson / Alex Dickson)
(4:18)
3. Inertia (Bruce
Dickinson / Alex Dickson) (3:03)
4. Faith (Bruce
Dickinson / Alex Dickson) (3:36)
5. Solar
Confinement (Bruce
Dickinson / Alex Dickson) (3:19)
6. Dreamstate (Bruce
Dickinson / Alex Dickson) (3:49)
7. I Will Not
Accept The Truth (Bruce
Dickinson / Alex Dickson) (3:45)
8. Inside the
Machine (Bruce Dickinson / Alex Dickson)
(3:28)
9. Headswitch (Bruce
Dickinson / Alex Dickson) (2:14)
10. Meltdown (Bruce
Dickinson / Alex Dickson) (4:34)
11. Octavia (Bruce
Dickinson / Alex Dickson) (3:15)
12. Innerspace (Bruce
Dickinson / Alex Dickson / Chris Dale) (3:32)
13. Strange Death in
Paradise (Bruce Dickinson / Alex Dickson)
(4:51)
Produced, Engineered, and Mixed
by Jack Endino.
Space Race
(Bruce
Dickinson / Alex Dickson)
Yes,
yes, I'd launch into the rising sun
My living breath is measured, every step
is done
Fare ye well, my friends, see you down
the line
I don't
belong to nation state or dying race
I leave my prejudice with you, my
religion's in space
Have a little respect
Why are
we running in this space race?
Why are we acting like we own the place?
Just want to feel the starlight on my
face
Reach out my hand and touch beyond
Yes,
yes, I'd float around till gravity's end
Unity is coming singular again
See you then, my friends, at the end of
time
Secret
knowledge, science, logic, all are gone
Nothing left but burning up into the sun
On a cosmic beach, I'll see ya there
Why are
we running in this space race
Why are we acting like we own the place?
Just want to feel the starlight on my
face
Reach out my hand and touch beyond
Why are
we running in this space race?
Why are we acting like we own the place?
Just want to feel the starlight on my
face
Reach out my hand and touch beyond
Why are
we running in this space race?
Why are we acting like we own the place?
Just want to feel the starlight on my
face
Reach out my hand and touch beyond
Back
from the Edge
(Bruce
Dickinson / Alex Dickson)
A
silent river flowing black
Strange attractors, no turning back
Present danger I recall
That pins my senses to the wall
Back
from the edge
Where the darkness has fled
And I'm swimming in light
And I'm falling, falling from the edge
Back
from the edge
I fell
from grace, and that's a fact
I still have urges, I fight back
Cold decisions wear me thin
Kill yourself, begin again
Back
from the edge
Where you're not worth a damn
Throw yourself into light
And the rush as you spin from the edge
Back
from the edge
Back from the edge
Back from the edge
Now and
then I wonder where
The faces from my childhood have gone
Like father, like son
In your bones it lives on
Glowing shadows
Back
from the edge
Back from the edge
Back
from the edge
Back from the edge
Inertia
(Bruce
Dickinson / Alex Dickson)
These
are the pictures
These are the feelings from the front
line
Living
in silence
Feeling the deafness like heavy smoke
Smiling
with strangers
Counting the days like a spring coiled up
inside
Welcome
to your future
Welcome to your book of lies
Fingers
crawl through pages
Nothing changes, living here
Inertia,
no wish to move at all
Inertia, everything's a stone wall
Inertia, history lets you die
A
ragged pile of silent accusers
Smell the blood of strangers here
No eyes, no ears, no smell, no taste
The mouth of the maggot is full of this
place
Murdered
conscience, the pressure is crushing
heads
Like paper lanterns now
Unbreakable grip, a dead hand driving us
Forward to the end
Kicking
through the traces
A thousand years from now
Inertia,
no wish to think at all
Inertia, everything's a stone wall
Inertia, history lets you die
-
- Inertia,
no wish to move at all
Inertia, everything's a stone
wall
Inertia, history lets you die
Faith
(Bruce
Dickinson / Alex Dickson)
You
knew I wouldn't go
That's why you threatened me
Would I stay?
Said I
was sick, and I'd be alone
Said my mind was not my own
I didn't learn
You
crawled up on your knees
A victim's pretty-please
Would I stay? Would I stay?
And I stayed
How
many more times
Till I broke down from that guilty mess?
You taught me to hate to love you
That's because you love to hate yourself
I wish
it had a happy end
Like the fairy tales pretend
There can be
But
things are not the same
When your life love was a game
Of make-believe
You've
got everything you want
But not everything you need
And it's true
You receive what you achieve
How
many screaming fights
Tears of rage, until it ended?
How many more times
Till I say who I am and don't pretend?
How
many more times
Till I broke out of that guilty mess?
How many more times
Till I say who I am, I don't pretend?
Solar
Confinement
(Bruce
Dickinson / Alex Dickson)
Trapped
inside a web of fiery gravity that fuels
all our needs
Chaotic energy that sucks the life from H
to He
All life withers in the sun - I deny what
I have done
Spend my days and nights in roaring halls
of crimson fire
Solar
confinement
Solar confinement
Solar confinement
Solar distress flares
I've
slept with many strangers
So fission, fusion, fission makes good
sense
Where I laid my head, my troubles I'll
put down to experience
It's warm and lonely in the sun - I deny
what I have done
Spend my days and nights in roaring halls
of crimson fire
Solar
confinement
Solar confinement
Solar confinement
Solar distress flares
Solar distress flares
A
lonely boy sits in his room
His curtains hide the sun
Confess to what you've done
And no one understands
Solar
confinement
Solar confinement
Solar confinement
Solar distress flares
Solar
confinement
Solar confinement
Solar confinement
Solar distress flares
Solar distress flares
Solar distress flares
Dreamstate
(Bruce
Dickinson / Alex Dickson)
Well,
you bred me
Well, you fed me
Well, you made me what I am
Something for nothing
Good for nothing
It's a
dreamstate, a dreamstate
To kill me with kindness, you'll just
have to wait
You say
I'm nothing
You say I'm nothing
Never gonna be something
Well, then, that's the life for me
Your expectations
Your reservations
It's a
dreamstate, a dreamstate
You brought it to the vision so you don't
have to wait
A
dreamstate of bliss
A dreamstate of bliss
A dreamstate
Now I'm
standing up here before the judge
Jury's got their head where the sun don't
shine
Everybody's lying on my case
They're lying on my case
Eyes
above me
Eyes above me
Never realized there was someone else in
here
No resolution
And no conclusion
Do I believe?
In a
dreamstate a dreamstate
You fell for it, sucker, you fell for the
bait
A dreamstate of bliss
A dreamstate of bliss
A dreamstate of bliss
A dreamstate
A dreamstate
I Will
Not Accept The Truth
(Bruce
Dickinson / Alex Dickson)
I will
not accept the truth
I will not accept the truth
I will not accept the truth
That I'll
never get there
Never get there
I must
not push forward, no
I must not push forward, no
I must not push forward, no
Cause I'll
never get there
I'll never get there, no way
I will
not believe your lies
I will not believe your lies
I will not believe your lies
You say
I'll never get there
Never get there
Hold on,
hold on
Hold on, hold on
I will
not accept your truth
I will not believe your lies
I will not acknowledge pain
I will survive and live again
Coming
back now
Rising up now, lord
Hold on,
hold on
Hold on, hold on
Hold on, hold on
I will
not accept the truth
I will not accept the truth
I will not accept the truth
Inside
the Machine
(Bruce
Dickinson / Alex Dickson)
I've
got myself a widget
A gizmo with wires, and Martian intent,
yeah
Strange face of beauty, that's my machine
It
blinks and stares right at me
Sees nothing, but in its wires
A strange thing of beauty, that's my
machine
You won't
believe what it can do
It tells me things I never wished I knew
Like the mirror, when you ask, it tells
you true
Inside
the machine, the web has got you now
Inside the machine
I'd
strap my DNA to it
A living device, the light of my life
Strange face of beauty, that's my machine
I sit,
we crackle with static
It makes no sense to have experience when
A strange thing of beauty, that's my
machine
You won't
believe what it can do
It tells me things I never wished I knew
Like the mirror, when you ask, it tells
you true
Inside
the machine, we're looking for control
Inside the machine, you're part of it
somehow
Inside the machine
Inside
the machine, the web has got you now
Inside the machine, you're part of it
somehow
Inside the machine, we're looking for
control
Inside the machine
Headswitch
(Bruce
Dickinson / Alex Dickson)
What
would induce you to swear your allegiance
to God, tonight?
Joined at the hip to a million-volt
switch of the light, alright
You want to find out what the planet's
about?
Falling from grace leaves a cool empty
space in the sky
Your
eyes are black as they see the red ball
of the sun
And they're blind
Dribbling with come as the volts start to
arc through your mind
Cruel, but it's kind
Like
father, like son
Chop off the head, but the body lives on
Falling from grace leaves a cool empty
space in the sky
Like
father, like son
Chop off the head and the body lives on
Heaven that made you has screwed you and
laughed
Falling from grace leaves a cool empty
space in the sky
Meltdown
(Bruce
Dickinson / Alex Dickson)
Hey,
you wait, cringing in the dark
You create what you always fear
A puppet of hatred, dishing out poison
You use me for bait, your begging bowl of
lies
Chain letters of sniveling compromise
I can
smell the difference
Your truth and your fiction
You and your twisted convictions
Were
you my friend when I belonged?
Were you my friend when I was strong?
Were you my friend when I was weak?
Were you my friend when I was crawling,
calling
Out of my head?
Cold,
like your blood
The snake is always cool
When things get tough
You slither on the ground
You cover up your tracks when I'm around
It's
over now, my friend
Your dog has had its day
It's payback time for what you had to say
You're
stuck with the life you made
Stuck with the plans you made
Stuck with everything you are
Were
you my friend when I belonged?
Were you my friend when I was strong?
Were you my friend when I was weak?
Were you my friend when I was crawling,
calling
Out of my head?
Everything's
gonna happen right now
Were
you my friend when I belonged?
Were you my friend when I was strong?
Were you my friend when I was weak?
Were you my friend when I was crawling,
calling
Out of my head?
Crawling,
calling
Out of my head
Crawling
Calling
Out of my head
Octavia
(Bruce
Dickinson / Alex Dickson)
I'm
vacuum-breathing and open-mouthed
As the red shift fills my eyes
Minister my promises
As her shadow cuts the day away
I
remembered you, as you walked into that
room
Dislocated,
jagged pieces
Are sliding into this broken mind
Swimming back against the river
But I'm rising with the tide
Where
we came from, we're all going back there
soon
How
many times have we met this way?
How many lives have we lived before?
How many faces and how many names?
Shadows come, but shadows are gone
Shadows come, but shadows are gone
How
many times have we met this way?
How many lives have we lived before?
How many faces and how many names?
Shadows come, but shadows are gone
Shadows come, but shadows are gone
Innerspace
(Bruce
Dickinson / Alex Dickson / Chris Dale)
I see
the scars of action all writhing 'round
your face
Too much inactivity and home's a lonely
place
Throw away your beauty cause you know
that it won't last
Throw away your present, you've been
living in the past
C'mon,
take a trip with me
Across the bridge of lunacy
Fire up some beast and ride the skywaves
I've
thrown away my images, they're all so
distant now
Discovery was a stranger then, welcome to
my house
Whatever demons torture me, I love them
like a friend
Nothing lasts forever but the certainty
of change
I'd
rather move around and be
Than figure out life and what it means
Fire up some beast and ride the skywaves
Don't wanna waste my time on you
If you can't travel this way too
Fire up some beast, we'll ride the
skywaves
And
when the fireball's work is done
And we are part of the nuclear one
The whole damn thing begins again
Our glory days have just begun
A fiery sideslip, then we're gone
I'll see ya Monday morning
Anyway,
I'm coming back
Anyway, I'm coming back
Strange
Death in Paradise
(Bruce
Dickinson / Alex Dickson)
Spiraling,
falling, a silver machine
From wings of freedom, silent above
Eyelids were burning, summer sun roasting
Tumbling chrome in the clear blue sky
Brighter than sunshine, for all of our
lietimes
1000 stars turned day into night at the
end
Where
were you when it fell from the sky?
I saw the movie, I read the reply
In the beginning there was only the word
People
were kissing in front of their shadows
Children were playing out in the yard
I am not guilty, I made no difference
I wasn't born and I wasn't made on that
day
Where
were you when it fell from the sky?
I saw the movie, I read the reply
In the beginning there was only the word
Strange
death in paradise
Strange death in paradise
Strange death in paradise
Strange death in paradise
Strange death in paradise
Strange death in paradise
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