"Rhyme And Reason" lyrics - AVANTASIA

[Eric Martin]
You stumble against a door you've never seen was here
And somewhere deep inside, you know you're in for something
Now everything you dread is gonna disappear
You're losing track of time

You've got to go in, you gotta look up
You're ready and intent to chase the dark
You're gonna set out
You're shooting for the moon into the night

[Tobias Sammet]
Quaint, delightful and divine
There's no making sense of it at all
As we sail off to the other side of now
Need no reason, need no rhyme
If you don't feel it now, you won't at all
In their shiny slick indifference
Set all sail, we're out of here, the devil be our guide

[Eric Martin]
You stand upon the ocean 'neath a mystic sky
Does anybody really mourn the day as it drowns? Well
The moon's about to craze the bonafide, all rhyme
And reason he'll rescind

[Tobias Sammet]
You've got go on, you gotta get up
You gotta be intent to hunt the snark
You're gonna set out
You sail on by the moon and ain't it bizarre

[Eric Martin]
How breaking the mould will never get old?
Navigating by the heart unlike what you been told
You're gonna be free
You're gonna set a spectral night ablaze

[Tobias Sammet]
Quaint, delightful and divine
There's no making sense of it at all
As we sail off to the other side of now
Need no reason, need no rhyme

[Eric Martin]
If you don't feel it now, you won't at all
In this grimy sick insistence
Set all sail, we're out of here, the devil be our guide

[Tobias Sammet]
They feed you dreams
Make you feel alone so you can dream of home
Warmth turned to heat
They will melt you down
Drip into the mould

[Eric Martin]
You're shaken awake from what wasn't a dream
You know that we are real as we can make you scream
You can be free
You're gonna set the spectral night ablaze

[Tobias Sammet]
Quaint, delightful and divine
There's no making sense of it at all
As we sail off to the other side of now

[Tobias Sammet & Eric Martin]
Need no reason, need no rhyme

[Tobias Sammet]
If you don't feel it now, you won't at all

[Eric Martin]
In their tiney-dique remonstrance
Set all sail, we're out of here, the devil be our guide