Fates Warning – Inside Out


There’s a blind desire – there’s a drive
There’s a need to leave some lasting feat
Something to hold – something to keep
A monument to complete

There’s a written page – there’s a book
There’s a search for something to say
Something to share – something to speak
A monument to convey

There’s a photograph – there’s a frame
There’s a time – a moment to confine
Something to save – something to see
A monument to enshrine

Is it performance, is it expression?
Is it passion or just a profession?
Is it fiction, is it confession?
Is it passion or just an obsession?

There’s an empty room – there’s a blank page
There’s a picture left incomplete
Something is lost – something remains
A monument to defeat

Is it fiction, is it confession?
Is it passion or just a profession?
Is it performance, is it expression?
Is it passion or just an obsession?

– Fates Warning [from the album, Inside Out]