I said hello to an old friend a short while ago One more brick from off the wall One last stand before you fall asleep I headed out to the railroad to cross the tracks One more kiss upon your cheek I said I won't be back this week or the next one Flying out from Chicago I got lost along the way One too many redirections I was told And as my plane took off my wings began to fold These are words that I heard at the edge of a storm Wake up my friend Just another day of sailing through an ocean Running before the wind He missed his connection halfway to somewhere He left on a sentimental mood Diverted by the flight of birds around him Spent his life in a white room trying to keep control Waiting for a telephone call The only view of the outside was a picture on the wall Until he found himself submerged in an underwater cave Unsuspicious light prevailing Eyes electric as the wings of a silver manta ray This is just a good view from the edge of the world Step back my friend Now we've reached the end of a great adventure So wake up