I'm told the angels used to sing
I've heard this telephone used to ring
You'll find yourself no reason
At the bottom of that bottle
In the face of loss and all that remains
What do you say
When they take away the one thing that you dreamed
And everything you wanted is denied
And all the things you hoped for simply
Dreamed, denied, destroyed
Dreamed, denied, destroyed
Though you have a face, you're faceless
Though you feel young, you're old
Your voice is not the voice that's being bought and sold
It's just not worth the effort
Or the sizeable invested
When this paltry tune is all you have to show
What do you say
When they take away the one thing that you dreamed
And everything you wanted is denied
And all the things you hoped for simply
Dreamed, denied, destroyed
Dreamed, denied, destroyed
What do you say
When they take away the one thing that you dreamed
And everything you wanted is denied
And all the things you hoped for simply
Dreamed, denied, destroyed
Dreamed, denied, destroyed
Dreamed, denied, destroyed
Dreamed, denied, destroyed