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Octavarium
Octavarium
Length 24:00
Working title
Release date {{{Release}}}
Lyrics John Petrucci, James LaBrie, Mike Portnoy
Music Dream Theater
First live performance
Total live plays
Recorded The Hit Factory
Other appearances Score
Previous song Sacrificed Sons
Next song {{{Next song}}}


The final song and title track of the Octavarium album, connecting several themes that were built up over the course of the album. It features an orchestra, and lyrically deals with cycles and an inability to escape.

The "Octavarium theme," played on flute at the beginning of the song, is a recurring motif across the entire album - featuring at the end of The Root of All Evil, and played on violin after the second chorus of The Answer Lies Within.

The first three movements all deal with moving in circles. Movement four, "Intervals," lyrically makes reference to each of the preceding tracks on Octavarium, as well as Someone Like Him, Medicate and Full Circle. The lyrics of each preceding track are summed up in two lines each, with samples of each song playing quietly underneath the vocals.


Lyrics Edit

I. Someone Like Him

I never wanted to become someone like him
so secure
Content to live each day just like the last
I was sure I knew that
This was not for me
And I wanted so much more
Far beyond what I could see
So I swore that I'd
Never be someone like him

So many years have passed
Since I proclaimed
My independence
My mission
My aim
And my vision
So secure
Content to live each day like it's my last
It's wonderful to know
That I could be
Something more than what I dreamed
Far beyond what I could see
Still I swear that I'm
Missing out this time

As far as I could tell
There's nothing more I need
But still I ask myself
Could this be everything
Then all I swore
That I would never be was now
So suddenly
The only thing I wanted
To become
To be someone just like him

II. Medicate (Awakening)

A doctor sitting next to me
He asked me how I feel
Not sure I understand his questioning
He says I've been away a while
But thinks he has cured me
From a state of catatonic sleep

For 30 years
Where have I been
Eyes open
But not getting through to me

Medicate me
Infiltrate me
Side effects appear
As my conscience slips away

Medicate me
Science failing
Conscience fading fast
Can't you stop what's happening

A higher dosage he prescribes
But there's no guarantee
I feel it starting to take over me

I tell him not to be ashamed
There's no one who's to blame
A second shot
A brief awakening

I feel the relapse
Can't break free
Eyes open
But not getting through to me

III. Full Circle

Sailing on the seven seize the day tripper Diem's ready
Jack the Ripper Owen Wilson Phillips and my Supper's ready
Lucy in the Sky with diamond Dave's not here I come to save the Day for
Nightmare Cinema show me the way to get back home again

Running forward
Falling back
Spinning round and round
Scream without a sound
Stumbling all around
Find I've come full circle

Leaning over
Crawling up
Stumbling all around
Losing my place
Only to find I've come full circle

Flying Off the Hand With careful with
That axe Eugene Gene the dance machine messiah
Light my Fire gabba, gabba
Hey hey my my Generations home again

Running forward
Falling back
Spinning round and round
Scream without a sound
Stumbling all around
Find I've come full circle

Leaning over
Crawling up
Stumbling all around
Losing my place
Only to find I've come full circle

IV. Intervals

First (Root):
Our deadly sins feel his mortal wrath
Remove all obstacles from our path

Second:
Asking questions
Search for clues
The answer's been right in front of you

Third:
Try to break through
Long to connect
fall on deaf ears and failed muted breath

Fourth:
Loyalty, trust, faith in desire
Carries love through each darkest fire

Fifth:
Tortured insanity
A smothering hell
Try to escape but to no avail

Sixth:
The calls of admirers
Who claim they adore
Drain all your lifeblood while begging for more

Seventh:
Innocent victims for merciless crimes
Fall prey to some madmen's impulsive designs

Eighth (Octave):
Step after step
We try controlling our fate
When we finally start living it has become too late

Trapped inside this Octavarium
Trapped inside this Octavarium
Trapped inside this Octavarium
Trapped inside this Octavarium

V. Razor's Edge We move in circles
Balanced all the while
On a gleaming razor's edge

A perfect sphere
Colliding with our fate
This story ends where it began

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