I feel as if I've fallen

Into someone else's dream

Loud voices calling and the smell of steam

The King's amongst the commoners

But someone has to steer

Streamers and cannon fire distant to the ear

Angels, scoundrels, faithless fools

The drivers leave their wheels

The workmen leave their tools

And the white ball hangs

And the red ball falls

The luck dragon flies tonight

The last stop on some journey

To reach a far off sea

Who will fall in battle? Who will be the first to flee?

And voices here right next to me

Yet somehow distant too

Echoes bouncing off the wall with the meaning bleeding through

Angels, scoundrels, faithless fools

The drivers leave their wheels

The workmen leave their tools

And the white ball hangs

And the red ball falls

The luck dragon flies tonight

Do you know anyone, do you know anyone at all?

Do you know anyone, do you know anyone at all?

Do you know anyone, do you know anyone at all?

And the white ball hangs

And the red ball falls

The luck dragon flies tonight

And the white ball hangs

And the red ball falls

The luck dragon flies tonight