Camel - Coming Of Age [video, live] (1998) by Camel (보컬) on maniadb.com

Look to the mirror
I can tell no lies
Time drawing nearer
Still I wonder why
You are the giver
Me I never try
Now we're together
Still I wonder why

Please can you tell me
When you're by my side
And when my eyes see
Will I wonder why
If you are with me
I can only try
To find the answer
In the words that ask the question

Why don't we know
And why don't it show
I wanna find out
Try let it all out

He lives in an old lighthouse on the Essex
Marshes, caring for the wild birds. Rhayader
He lives in an old lighthouse on the Essex
Marshes, caring for the wild birds.

The townsfolk react coldly towards
Rhayader because of his odd appearance.
But their fear is mixed with curiosity for he
Has a noble bearing.

Nude's thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the door. The postman muttered something about wishing he could go too and handed over a yellow envelope.
It was a command long overdue that called for healthy, young men.

In reply to your request,
please find...
I hereby protest.
To the ways and means you use
you know...
I cannot refuse.

So I'll take this vow
of Loyalty.
Fight for the right,
You have said,
To be free.

When this time has run its course,
I must...
Live without remorse.
For the deeds I'm bound to do,
I know...
it's all the same to you.

But I won't forget
the memory...
Taking a life,
for a life...
to be free.

See the lights out on the water
Come and go, to and from
In the time it takes to find them
You can live, you can die
And nothing stops the river as it goes by
Nothing stops the river as it goes

All alone and all together
Every day, come what may
By the time we find each other
We can live, we can die
And nothing stops the river as it flows by
Nothing stops the river as it goes

You've made your decision to leave
there's no turning 'round.
Now that you've got a reprieve,
you must stand your ground.
Some of the others are weak,
so you must be strong
$155 won't last very long...

Ma, will we make out,
do you think that this old car
will last?
Pa, is there some doubt,
if our bad luck will
stay in the past?

Well I'm hoping it's so,
but you can't really know til the end.
They tell me that all things must change
but they begin again.
Listen to the motor and the road
and how does it feel?
Listen with your ears and your hands
on the steering wheel.

Ma, will we make out,
do you think that this old car will last?
Pa, is there some doubt,
if our bad luck will stay in the past?

Listen now boys,
what your ma has told you
there is no way we can tell...
We've got to face this road together
and have some faith
in ourselves.

Ma, will we make out,
do you think that this old car will last?
Pa, is there some doubt,
if our bad luck will
stay in the past?

Ma,
Will we make out...?

Love, are you awake or are you sleeping?
I'm so excited I could die...
starting out our lives.
Must make some plans for the future
now we need to settle down...
make a home our own.

What we gonna do when the baby comes?
It won't be long.

Love, am I awake or am I dreaming?
I'm so excited I could cry.
At times I'm so afraid.
Say you'll get a job
and never leave us...
Though I know you'll make it right,
Find a better life.

What we gonna do when the baby comes?
It won't be long.



Don't you ever go,
say you'll never leave
Promise you won't ever leave.
Don't leave me,
We need you.

Rose
I will try to settle down but
I can't tell the future
Rose
I will try to stay around but
I don't know the future



Oh Rose,
you'll never know,
just how much I need
you so.



Oh Rose, you'll never see
Just how much you mean
to me

But Rose,
This road is so hard and long
and I just can't say.

Traditional Gaelic/John Morris
In this quiet place I stand alone,
from my homeland far away.
And my empty heart cannot recall,
the forgotten dreams that brought me joy

Had I ways to shed the wasted years,
I would travel to my kin.
and with strength and faith in God above,
there in Ireland I would gladly die.

Latimer/Hoover
Watching the bobbins,
go up and down.
Fine Irish linen
for a ladies gown.

One shirt a penny,
seven in a tag;
ten hours a day
and her heart begins to drag.


This never ending cycle goes on.
But she promised she would never stay...
for long.

Rocking the treadle,
ache in her soul.
She keeps the rhythm
and it takes a toll.

Threading the needle,
strains in her eyes.
Old withered fingers
steal her young girl's pride

She's saving every penny she earns,
because the passion for her freedom
still burns.

Latimer/Hoover
Listen now boys,
my grandmother said -
I'll tell you a story and
then off to bed.
There once was a time,
we lived off the land.
Harvest would come,
and we all lent a hand

But winds blew our lives,
and scattered our seeds.
Changing the landscape,
from flowers to weeds.
See in the graveyard
the families gone.
The grandest of tombstones
carry them on...

When you sail from the Harbour,
It's your last eyes of Ireland.

We tended the fire,
and faeries appeased
the flame never died
until we had to leave.
And when we were gone,
the house tumbled down
and covered our footprints,
we'd left on the ground.

When you sail from the Harbour,
It's your last eyes of Ireland.


My eyes are now tired
and no longer see.
But visions of Ireland
linger in me.

So carry your past
in the rooms of your heart
and you'll never he empty
of love when you part

When you sail from the Harbour,
It's your last eyes of Ireland.

Latimer/Hoover
Searching for fragments
of old yesterday,
I stand at the edge
of my childhood to find,
I long for the shadows
that danced at the end of the day...