American Grandstand Lyrics

I can see it crystal-clear, a stone souvenir
A monument of abstract values here
Unrelenting in what it represents
A testament to fortitude and opportunity
And a memory of wasted dreams

I'm waiting for them to come true

All the things we had in mind, forever enshrined
Fallen by the way and left behind
Was it only an absurd fantasy?
History doesn't mean the same to you and me
More than words ringing in my ears

You cast a stone, I'll make amends
Just put the chisel in my hands

Cuz all we'll ever need is something to believe
Not self-descructive creed, so childish as it seems
When everything we have is just a dream