Text: Trans Siberian Orchestra. Night Castle. Dreams We Conceive.

In a city after midnight
'Neath the halo of a street light
Where the dreams die, as the blood dries
On the wounds we keep hidden from view

In the safety of this darkness
As it hides all time has tarnished
The forbidden, unforgiven
Are secure here where no one pursues

But the night fades away and gives way to the day
For what else is the night to do?
As the dark steps aside with the hopes we confide
And never believe that the dreams we conceived
Would ever, not ever come true

Is life different after midnight
With its new dawn and its new lights?
Inconsistent and indifferent
To the things we were so sure we knew

As you stood there in the night air
With such beauty that the stars stared
From their distance you were different
Like a dream that no one could refuse

But the night fades away and gives way to the day
For what else is the night to do?
As the dark steps aside with the hopes we confide
And never believe that the dreams we conceived
Would ever, not ever come true

As you stand all alone at your station
What if God doesn't know where you are?
As you send out your prayers for salvation
But afraid that they don't go that far

So you wait all alone in your darkness
There's a train that drives on through the night
And if everyone's on it except us
Would it return for that single life?

In a city after midnight
'Neath the halo of a street light