Carl Palmer

Gazing at our sunrise
Reflected in your clear eyes
Misty morning forest smoke fires

Make our way through the broken day
I couldn't stand to stay
Without you

We must keep moving
While the light is clearing
Leaving your dark world behind you

You have to run
Life is just begun
I'll never be alone
Without you

One chilling thought
Come screaming through the dark
I saw a yellow moon at midnight

And now you woke
Glowing in the smoke
I'm suddenly alone
Without you

Wanting things the way they used to be
You don't know what that can do to me
One more day, maybe never
Might as well be forever

Outside the light,fading as I write
And another night reminds me

As I sleep, memory that I keep
It's just another night
Without you

It seems so long
I've been holding on
Since I felt my arms around you

Time will go, both of us will know
Never be a day
Without you

Wishing, hoping
How can I keep coping
'Til I know your wish is to be with me

You go, I know
You were the one who told me so
I'm wishing you lying in my arms

Sad, so sad
It's written across my face
My tears leave no trace
They fall and disappear

Mad, so mad
Leaving you on your own
Your right to disown me
Will always be so clear

Wishing, so long
How can I keep holding on
When this song is wishing you home again

Sad, so sad
It's written across my face
My tears leave no trace
They fall and disappear

Mad, so mad
Leaving you on your own
Your right to disown me
Will always be so clear

Wishing
Wishing
Wishing

Wishing, so long
How can I keep holding on
When this song is wishing you home again

Wishing
Wishing
Wishing

It was a lie
Nothing was real
Just a disguise you're using
You're using still

When you meet preaacher man
Remind him of your fear
Over which you operate
Operate control

When the truth is recalled
The evidence resound
It's the price you'll pay
On the rebound

CHORUS
Wish I'd known all along
What you're running from
Wish I'd now all along
You can't choose between weak or strong

But you're not there
To turn the key
On your own two feet
Two feet on the ground

Get a grip right on
To the situation
Try to choose what
You choose to ignore

CHORUS

Your time has come
It's not too late
Don't hesitate
Hesitate
Hesitate

Wish I'd known all along
What you're running from
Wish I'd known all along
What you're running from

When the present destroys the past

CHORUS

When the present destroys the past
When the present destroys the past

They decorated all the generals
Who fought the wars behind the lines
They had forgotten all the soldiers
The brandy put them way behind the times

Insanity has found its way to TV screens
Vision seems impossible to me
They fight {they fight} for king {for king} and country
I never would have thought this in my

{chorus}
Wildest dreams
Wildest dreams
Wildest dreams
Wildest dreams

The evening comes, we sit and watch the VJs
Clips and rushes come from who knows where
From Washington across to California
With fighting breaking out in Leicester Square

We see the soldiers moving on to victory
And children trampled under marching feet
They fight {they fight} for king {for king} and country
How many millions will they put to sleep?

{chorus}
Fly away...

No, not in this world
No, not in the next
No, not in my wildest dreams

They recommended euthanasia
For non-conformists anywhere
Some men's dreams for others turn to nightmares
This never would have happened in my

{chorus}
Fly away...

No, not in this world
No, not in the next
No, not in my wildest dreams

This problem is insoluble
The answers seem impossible
The logic ceases to exit
Emotion is the beat we miss

I stand on a world
Where dreams, realities, existence are the same
We take from our mother? skin
But the world is not to blame

Who tells the wind which way to blow ?
I wonder who will stop the rain
The rocks that hold the secrets, they don? know
So who can stop the rain ?
We?e lost the path for all we know
Now tell me when will it start again ?
And as the old man lifts his hands
Please can you stop the rain

Stars fall far away
Like they never did before
A new moon shining
Like it never will again

Desert white cloud
Spirits they sing
Rain falls from the big sky
Onto broken wing

There is no sense in turning back
To wash the d?bris from the track
World without reason without rhyme
We fought for peace within our time

Good night, good night....
Look at that moon shine so bright.
And tonight he smiles
Especially for you.

Sleep tight, sleep tight.
Know everything is alright.
And tonight I will be here
Watching over you.

For tonight I will be here watching over you.
Tonight I’ll be here watching over you.

Sweet dreams, sweet dreams.
It is never as real as it seems.
And in the morning when you wake up
I will be right here.

Sleep on, sleep on.
For no matter how dark or how long
It may seem that your night is
I will still be here.

I will still be here watching, watching over you.
So sleep, little darling, sleep on through.

So be still, be still
For you know that I always will
Tonight and forever
Be watching over you.

For tonight and forever, be watching over you.
So sleep, little darling, sleep on through.

I will be watching over you.

Good night
Good night
Look at that moon shine so bright
And tonight he smiles especially for you

Sleep tight
Sleep tight
You know everything is alright
And tonight I'll be here watching over you
For tonight I'll be here watching over you
Tonight I'll be here watching over you

Sweet dreams
Sweet dreams
It is never as real as it seems
And in the morning when you wake up
I'll be right here

Sleep on
Sleep on
For no matter how dark or long
It may seem that your night is
I'll be still be here
I'll still be here watching
Watching over you

So sleep little darling
Sleep on through

Oh~

So be still
Be still
For you know that I always will
Tonight and forever
Be watching over you
For tonight and forever
be watching over you
So sleep little darling
Sleep on through

I will be watching over you

Good night
Good night
Look at that moon shine so bright
And tonight he smiles especially for you

Sleep tight
Sleep tight
You know everything is alright
And tonight I'll be here watching over you
For tonight I'll be here watching over you
Tonight I'll be here watching over you

Sweet dreams
Sweet dreams
It is never as real as it seems
And in the morning when you wake up
I'll be right here

Sleep on
Sleep on
For no matter how dark or long
It may seem that your night is
I'll be still be here
I'll still be here watching
Watching over you

So sleep little darling
Sleep on through

Oh~

So be still
Be still
For you know that I always will
Tonight and forever
Be watching over you
For tonight and forever
be watching over you
So sleep little darling
Sleep on through

I will be watching over you

I heard you on the radio
Some other time
From some forgotten studio
Way down the line
So long, so long I've waited now
To hear you again
That song, that song will still remain
Become an old friend
And now, the tears are in my eyes
The sound you can't disguise
The truth comes back from lies
And all I want to hear

Voice of America, ooh, America
Voice of America, ooh, America

And then you came in stereo
Calling to me
And so I watch the videos
Across the T.V.
That sound, still ringing in my ears
From a decade ago
Around, around my head, the sound from my radio
I thought, that after all these years
The tears, the growing fears
That I would never hear
Never again

Voice of America, ooh, America
Voice of America, ooh, America

Wetton/Downes)

This evening really came as some surprise
It showed me just how little faith
I think back when you couldn't criticize
You sure were glad to see my face

But now your TRUE COLORS are giving away
^^^ ^^^ ^^^^ ^^^ ( not on album )
your lies
TRUE COLORS seeing them in your eyes

For you the tables
sic
turned full circle now
And all those people you call friends
See who defends you when you're down again
Don't count on money-spinners then

They could be my TRUE COLORS maybe
^^^^ ^^^^^ ^^ ^^ ( not on album )
you'll see them then
TRUE COLORS twisting the knife again

You did what you wanted to do
I lived to fight another day
I know what I want you to do,
just
pack your bags
( ^^^^ in song, not liner )
and get away

I've tried to mend
The love that ended
Long ago although we still pretend
Our love is surely coming to an end
Don't waste the time you've got to love again

We tried to lie
But you and i
Know better than to let each other lie
The thought of lying to you makes me cry
Counting up the time that's passed us by

I've sent this letter hoping it will reach your hand
And if it does i hope that you will understand

That i must leave in a while
And though i smile
You know the smile is only there to hide
What i'm really feeling deep inside
Just a face where i can hang my pride

Goodbye...
Goodbye...

We'll talk of places that we went
And times that we have spent
Together penniless and free

You'll see the day another way
And they could put the sunshine
For a nighttime where you lay

You're love began i don't know when
But if you do i know that
You'll be happy in the end

Too Late
by Asia




I say, no way
You've gone and stepped across that fine line
I cried, you lied
I tried, maybe a thousand times before
I can't take no more

{chorus}
Too late
You let the sun go down
Too late
You changed direction
Too late
For you to turn around
We tried everything

Move on, so long
Two side to every story
You told, good nights
bad days, time to go out separate ways
I can't say no more

Fate looks certain but there's nothing guaranteed
Want for nothing, but is nothing what you need?
Always pushing but you're never satisfied
I did believe you 'til I found out that you lied

{chorus}
Time and time again
Time and time again again

For what I give you I get nothing in return
Can't forgive you watching all your bridges burn
All day long I sat and watched you do it wrong
Have to say that's how you did it all along

{chorus}

But others wouldn't see things you could only see
And someone showed you, then why was it always me
You knew the limit you were always out of bounds
How could I trust you when I caught you messing 'round

{chorus}

Bass - playing in my face - grabbin’ the elastic
Drums - listen here she comes - hammerin’ the plastic
Keys - I play ’em all with ease - Freeze! Your shakin’ at the knees
You’re doin’ somethin’ drastic - chasin’ the fantastic...
To dine with tigers in the sky
But did you ever stop to wonder why?
Man - living in a can - skippin’ with a suit-case
Frail - living in a gale - slipping on a blue face
Claws - are scratching at the doors - Pause: If you don’t lose your oars
You’re trippin’ on a shoe lace - racin’ to each new place...
To screw your shadow in the sky
But did you ever stop to wonder why?

Sun - help me when I run - bleedin’ from the moonlight
Nurse - help me with a verse - I need to sing the tune right
Days - I wasted in the maze - Raise your eyes above the ways
To keep a silver spoon bright - fly up to balloon height...
To ride the spotlight in the sky
But did you ever stop to wonder why?

Keys - I play 'em all with ease - Freeze! Your shakin' at the knees
You're doin' somethin' drastic - chasin' the fantastic...
To dine with tigers in the sky
But did you ever stop to wonder why?
Man - living in a can - skippin' with a suit-case
Frail - living in a gale - slipping on a blue face
Claws - are scratching at the doors - Pause: If you don't lose your oars
You're trippin' on a shoe lace - racin' to each new place...
To screw your shadow in the sky
But did you ever stop to wonder why?

Sun - help me when I run - bleedin' from the moonlight
Nurse - help me with a verse - I need to sing the tune right
Days - I wasted in the maze - Raise your eyes above the ways
To keep a silver spoon bright - fly up to balloon height...
To ride the spotlight in the sky
But did you ever stop to wonder why?

Invisible sun cast your shadow over me
As wind cuts like a knife
Catapulting me from life with you
Waiting on an empty street, hiding from the sun

And in one place or another
All my memories still remain
You've been taken from my eyes
But you're running through my veins

Down corridors of rocks and sand
It's littered and it's torn
The wear and tear from dusk till dawn
Waiting on an empty street, hiding from the sun

And in one place or another
All my memories still remain
You've been taken from my eyes
But you're running through my veins
You've been taken from my eyes
But you're running through my veins

This treasure can be anyone's
To believe in only one
It's not a foolish thing, there's no comparison
Waiting on an empty street, hiding from the sun

And in one place or another
All my memories still remain
You've been taken from my eyes
But you're running through my veins

You've been taken from my eyes
But you're running through my veins
You've been taken from my eyes
But you're running through my veins

Through my veins, through my veins
Through my veins, through my veins
Through my veins, through my veins
Through my veins

Nothing ventured nothing gained
Tired and washed out by the pain
Do we share this problem, will it slip away ?
Or do we fight another day ?
Was I looking for a friend ?
One I count on ?ill the end
Is there something that I didn? do ?
Does it all begin with you ?

CHORUS
So how did I, Oh I
Give you reason ?
But how did I, Oh I
Give you reason ?

After all the fallen tears
When we wake the taken dream
Who let the water slowly draw away ?
All the colours that we made

CHORUS

To give you reason, to change the river? flow
To give you reason, to point the bone
To give you reason, go set your spirit free
I don? know, I don? know why

Is there nothing I can say ?
Is there nothing I can do, girl ?
Didn? mean to break your life
Didn? mean to burn your world, no

CHORUS

You can keep the silver band
You can have the memories, girl
Now as 'Pilate' cleans the hands
It? no more to do with me, no

CHORUS

So how did I, Oh I
Give you reason ?
Let the voice of reason say:

Wetton)

I saw you standing hand in hand
And now you come to me, the solitary man
And I know what made us live
Such ordinary lives
The where to go the who to see
No one could sympathize
THE SMILE HAS LEFT YOUR EYES
THE SMILE HAS LEFT YOUR EYES

And I've become a rolling stone
I don't know where to go or what to call my own
But I can see that black horizon looming
ever close to view
It's over now it's not my fault
See how this feels for you
THE SMILE HAS LEFT YOUR EYES
Now there's no one to sympathize
Now it's too late, you realized
Now that no one can sympathize, now that
THE SMILE HAS LEFT YOUR EYES

2nd

But I never thought I'd see you
Standing there with him
So don't come crying back to me

Wicked josie rode away
In the sunset covered sky
A lynching mob had strung his friend up
Right before his eyes
He didn't know what they'd both done
He sure as hell would end up one
A hot tin notch on the sheriff's gun
If he didn't move on
Get out of here

The sheriff followed josie's journey
)from kansas in the west
He said he'd put a bullet right
Through poor old josie's chest
But josie wasn't like the rest
He don't like bullet holes in his vest
In fact he'd do his very best
Don't want any arrest
Don't want to be the guest
Of the sheriff

The nights got so damned cold
He couldn't stand the pace
He looked again for sheriff's men
But couldn't see the chase
Josie found a nice warm place
But then the sheriff solved the case
Hoped to find josie's face
And said lookie here...

Sheriff rode him into town
With josie look inside
He didn't know about the six-gun
Wicked josie had
Then josie drew his gun real fast
Gave the sheriff one big blast
And josie was a song at last
A legend from the past
Nobody ever messed with the sheriff

I carry the dust of a journey
That cannot be shaken away
It lives deep within me
For I breathe it every day

You and I are yesterdays answers
The earth of the past come to flesh
Eroded by times rivers
To the shapes we now possess.

Come share of my breath and my substance
And mingle our streams and our times
In bright infinite moments
Our reasons are lost in our rhymes.

I carry the dust of a journey
That cannot be shaken away
It lives deep within me
For I breathe it everyday

You and I are yesterday's answers
The earth of the past come to flesh
Eroded by time's rivers
To the shapes we now possess

Come share of my breath and my substance
And mingle our streams and our times
In that infinite moment
All our reasons are lost in our eyes

Wetton/Downes)

Standing alone in solitude
Holding your head in your hands
Tears play like rain on your fingertips
Who but yourself is to blame?
How could I offer sympathy
When all I feel is pure rejection

I was the first one to really know your name
And you were the first one for me
But everyone knew but me
You were the first one to ever let me down
And I was just THE LAST TO KNOW

I was the fool who trusted you
No evil thoughts in my mind
When I see you standing there with him
( actually, "When I saw you going out with him" )
Who can I blame, for this deception?

(
)

(

Wetton/Downes)

You walk tall, got your head in the clouds
You talk soft, but you're thinking aloud
And you know, exactly what you want

You box shy, you're hard to get
You got the face that I can't forget
And I know, I know the heat goes on

I know that THE HEAT GOES ON
I know that THE HEAT GOES ON

You play tight, you're nobody's fool
Not cold, but I know that you're cool
Look at you, I know the heat goes on

Now tell me, with your hand on your heart
That you knew, you were right from the start
And you know, you knew it all along

You know that THE HEAT GOES ON
You know that THE HEAT GOES ON

Times to decide
Times that I've lied
Problems will never be solved
Which way is wrong?
Which could be right?
This heat will always go on
On and on

2nd

BETA (Side two begins

About a little man
If I can
A gnome named Grimble Crumble
And little gnomes stay in their homes
Eating, sleeping, drinking their wine
He wore a scarlet tunic
A blue green hood
It looked quite good
He had a big adventure
Amidst the grass
Fresh air at last
Wining, dining, biding his time
And then one day
Hooray
Another way for gnomes to say
Oooooooooomray
Look at the sky
Look at the river
Isn't it good?
Look at the sky
Look at the river
Isn't it good?
Winding, finding places to go
And then one day
Hooray
Another way for gnomes to say
Oooooooooomray
Ooooooooooooooomray

About a little man
If I can
A gnome named Grimble Crumble
And little gnomes stay in their homes
Eating, sleeping, drinking their wine
He wore a scarlet tunic
A blue green hood
It looked quite good
He had a big adventure
Amidst the grass
Fresh air at last
Wining, dining, biding his time
And then one day
Hooray
Another way for gnomes to say
Oooooooooomray
Look at the sky
Look at the river
Isn't it good?
Look at the sky
Look at the river
Isn't it good?
Winding, finding places to go
And then one day
Hooray
Another way for gnomes to say
Oooooooooomray
Ooooooooooooooomray

yeah.. bangin.. come on.. yeah.. look..Huh, Stay in my lane like a hustla
Never hate a motherfucker,tolerate a motherfucker
To a certain extent
When it's on, it's over
Don't get no chance to get popping
Forgotten about you before your body cold in a coffin
Just another failed attempt, you fall through the cracks
Sure as God made man, the first man was Black
The Black man made pyramids and gangsta rap
That's all I know, cuz poppa didn't raise no rats
Face the facts not the fiction
I Build my empire from a pocket full of stones
And a fifth of ambition
Niggas wanna ball but they never wanna listen
so instead of coming up, they just, come up missin
My mission is to hit with precision, shake whole continents
Crush niggas' confidence, expose my dominance
Without no conflict, you'll never have progress
I'm sending this one out to all the neighborhoods and projects, I'm a
One shot gambler (Yeah) Two shot gambler (Come on)
Three-time felon with that itch for dough
These madd street (Whuttup) Got me puffin on dro'
I'm guilty (What) Tryna make a living (Work it)
Thirty-eight albums and still no dollars (Come on)
And you wanna know why I hit the block for mo'? (Yeah)
These madd street (Uh) Got me puffin on dro' (Uh)
I'm guilty .. For tryna make a living Bitch I ain't tryna holler at you (nah)
I'm just wanna drink, smoke, fuck and toss a couple dollars at you
I'm fightin dirty, I'll take thirty of you motherfuckers
I'm throwing cheapshots, low-blows and suckerpunches
I'm not for the games, I'm not in the mood
Not to be confused with dudes that fumble and lose
Xzibit move when I hear oppurtunity knockin
But I'ma shoot straight through the door if you comin with problems
It's too crowded at the bottom, too lonely at the top
Ain't no inbetween, trust me, like it or not
We gon' be here forever like cops and roaches
Do not approach us, ferocious, we pop them toasters, nigga
I'ma have to hit the block, then around to my hoes
I got a haze, two trays, and a change of clothes, cuz
Pimpin' ain't easy y'all,it's too sleazy
Too greasy, and I can't take it easy!Everytime I try to get out
I get dragged right the fuck back in, it's like I'm never gon' win
Nigga got the whole world on his back
Overeact, matter fact we act like when animals attack
I know, pussy sells faster than crack, ambassador rap
Twist back your salary cap, who fuckin with that?
Welcome to the X games, enjoy my pain
Inhale my smoke, it's hard not to cough or choke
Motorola nigga up the old fashion way
This ain't rap, this is shit that I was born to say
Though lately I been having dillemas, with insignificant niggas
And half-ass rappers that think they can get it
We the Golden State, we keep the whole thing bouncing
Y'all move units, we move mountains
Y'all rap for bullshit, tryna be on T.V.
We seen you, now we don't like Chandra Levy, I'ma

Why do you stare
Do you think that i care?
You've been mislead
By the thoughts in your head

Your words waste and decay
Nothing you say
Reaches my ears anyway
You never spoke a word of truth

Why do you think
I believe what you said
Few of your words
Ever enter my head

I'm tired of liver for freaks?
With tongues in their cheeks
Turning their eyes as they speak
They make me sick and tired

Are you confused
To the point in your mind
Though you're blind
Can't you see you're wrong
Won't you refuse
To be used
Even though you may know
I can see you're wrong
Please, please, please open their eyes
Please, please, please don't give me lies

I loon? all of the earth
Witness my birth
Cried at the sight of a man
And still i don't know who i am

(chorus)

I've seen paupers as kings
Puppets on strings
Dance for the children who stare
You must have seen them everywhere

Why do you stare
Do you think that i care?
You've been mislead
By the thoughts in your head

Your words waste and decay
Nothing you say
Reaches my ears anyway
You never spoke a word of truth

Why do you think
I believe what you said
Few of your words
Ever enter my head

I'm tired of liver for freaks?
With tongues in their cheeks
Turning their eyes as they speak
They make me sick and tired

Are you confused
To the point in your mind
Though you're blind
Can't you see you're wrong
Won't you refuse
To be used
Even though you may know
I can see you're wrong
Please, please, please open their eyes
Please, please, please don't give me lies

I loon? all of the earth
Witness my birth
Cried at the sight of a man
And still i don't know who i am

(chorus)

I've seen paupers as kings
Puppets on strings
Dance for the children who stare
You must have seen them everywhere

I. STONES OF YEARS
Has the dawn ever seen your eyes?
Have the days made you so unwise?
Realize, you are.
Had you talked to the winds of time,
Then you'd know how the water rhyme.
Taste of wine,
How can you know where you've been?
In time you'll see the sign,
And realize your sin.
Will you know how the seed is sown?
All your time has been overgrown,
Never known.
Have you walked on the stones of years?
When you speak, is it you that hears?
Are your ears full?
You can't hear anything at all.

II. MASS
The preacher said a prayer,
Save ev'ry single hair on his head.
He's dead.
The minister of hate had just arrived too late to be spared.
Who cared?
The weaver in the web that he made!
The pilgrim wandered in,
Commiting ev'ry sin that he could
So good...
The cardinal of grief was set in his belief he'd saved
From the grave
The weaver in the web that he made!
The high priest took a blade
To bless the ones that prayed,
And all obeyed.
The messenger of fear is slowly growing, nearer to the time,
A sign.
The weaver in the web that he made!
A Bishop rings a bell,
A cloak of darkness fell across the ground,
Without a sound!
The silent choir sing and in their silence,
Bring jaded sound, harmonic ground.
The weaver in the web that he made!

III. BATTLEFIELD
Clear the battlefield and let me see
All the profit from our victory.
You talk of freedom, starving children fall.
Are you deaf when you hear the season's call?
Were you there to watch the earth be scorched?
Did you stand beside the spectral torch?
Know the leaves of sorrow turned their face,
Scattered on the ashes of disgrace.
Every blade is sharp; the arrows fly
We're the victims of your armies lie,
Where the blades of grass and arrows rain
Then there will be no sorrow,
Be no pain

I. STONES OF YEARS
Has the dawn ever seen your eyes?
Have the days made you so unwise?
Realize, you are.
Had you talked to the winds of time,
Then you'd know how the water rhyme.
Taste of wine,
How can you know where you've been?
In time you'll see the sign,
And realize your sin.
Will you know how the seed is sown?
All your time has been overgrown,
Never known.
Have you walked on the stones of years?
When you speak, is it you that hears?
Are your ears full?
You can't hear anything at all.

II. MASS
The preacher said a prayer,
Save ev'ry single hair on his head.
He's dead.
The minister of hate had just arrived too late to be spared.
Who cared?
The weaver in the web that he made!
The pilgrim wandered in,
Commiting ev'ry sin that he could
So good...
The cardinal of grief was set in his belief he'd saved
From the grave
The weaver in the web that he made!
The high priest took a blade
To bless the ones that prayed,
And all obeyed.
The messenger of fear is slowly growing, nearer to the time,
A sign.
The weaver in the web that he made!
A Bishop rings a bell,
A cloak of darkness fell across the ground,
Without a sound!
The silent choir sing and in their silence,
Bring jaded sound, harmonic ground.
The weaver in the web that he made!

III. BATTLEFIELD
Clear the battlefield and let me see
All the profit from our victory.
You talk of freedom, starving children fall.
Are you deaf when you hear the season's call?
Were you there to watch the earth be scorched?
Did you stand beside the spectral torch?
Know the leaves of sorrow turned their face,
Scattered on the ashes of disgrace.
Every blade is sharp; the arrows fly
We're the victims of your armies lie,
Where the blades of grass and arrows rain
Then there will be no sorrow,
Be no pain

I. STONES OF YEARS
Has the dawn ever seen your eyes?
Have the days made you so unwise?
Realize, you are.
Had you talked to the winds of time,
Then you'd know how the water rhyme.
Taste of wine,
How can you know where you've been?
In time you'll see the sign,
And realize your sin.
Will you know how the seed is sown?
All your time has been overgrown,
Never known.
Have you walked on the stones of years?
When you speak, is it you that hears?
Are your ears full?
You can't hear anything at all.

II. MASS
The preacher said a prayer,
Save ev'ry single hair on his head.
He's dead.
The minister of hate had just arrived too late to be spared.
Who cared?
The weaver in the web that he made!
The pilgrim wandered in,
Commiting ev'ry sin that he could
So good...
The cardinal of grief was set in his belief he'd saved
From the grave
The weaver in the web that he made!
The high priest took a blade
To bless the ones that prayed,
And all obeyed.
The messenger of fear is slowly growing, nearer to the time,
A sign.
The weaver in the web that he made!
A Bishop rings a bell,
A cloak of darkness fell across the ground,
Without a sound!
The silent choir sing and in their silence,
Bring jaded sound, harmonic ground.
The weaver in the web that he made!

III. BATTLEFIELD
Clear the battlefield and let me see
All the profit from our victory.
You talk of freedom, starving children fall.
Are you deaf when you hear the season's call?
Were you there to watch the earth be scorched?
Did you stand beside the spectral torch?
Know the leaves of sorrow turned their face,
Scattered on the ashes of disgrace.
Every blade is sharp; the arrows fly
We're the victims of your armies lie,
Where the blades of grass and arrows rain
Then there will be no sorrow,
Be no pain

I. STONES OF YEARS
Has the dawn ever seen your eyes?
Have the days made you so unwise?
Realize, you are.
Had you talked to the winds of time,
Then you'd know how the water rhyme.
Taste of wine,
How can you know where you've been?
In time you'll see the sign,
And realize your sin.
Will you know how the seed is sown?
All your time has been overgrown,
Never known.
Have you walked on the stones of years?
When you speak, is it you that hears?
Are your ears full?
You can't hear anything at all.

II. MASS
The preacher said a prayer,
Save ev'ry single hair on his head.
He's dead.
The minister of hate had just arrived too late to be spared.
Who cared?
The weaver in the web that he made!
The pilgrim wandered in,
Commiting ev'ry sin that he could
So good...
The cardinal of grief was set in his belief he'd saved
From the grave
The weaver in the web that he made!
The high priest took a blade
To bless the ones that prayed,
And all obeyed.
The messenger of fear is slowly growing, nearer to the time,
A sign.
The weaver in the web that he made!
A Bishop rings a bell,
A cloak of darkness fell across the ground,
Without a sound!
The silent choir sing and in their silence,
Bring jaded sound, harmonic ground.
The weaver in the web that he made!

III. BATTLEFIELD
Clear the battlefield and let me see
All the profit from our victory.
You talk of freedom, starving children fall.
Are you deaf when you hear the season's call?
Were you there to watch the earth be scorched?
Did you stand beside the spectral torch?
Know the leaves of sorrow turned their face,
Scattered on the ashes of disgrace.
Every blade is sharp; the arrows fly
We're the victims of your armies lie,
Where the blades of grass and arrows rain
Then there will be no sorrow,
Be no pain

Just take a pebble and cast it to the sea,
Then watch the ripples that unfold into me,
My face spill so gently into your eyes,
Disturbing the waters of our lives.

Shread of our memories are lying on your grass;
Wounded words of laughter are graveyards of the past.
Photographs are grey and torn, scattered in your fields
Letters of your mem'ries are not real.

Sadness on your shoulders like a wornout overcoat
In pockets creased and tattered hang the rags of your hope.
The daybreak is your midnight; the colours have all died.
Disturbing the waters of our lives, of our lives, of our lives, lives,
lives, lives...
Of our lives.

Just take a pebble and cast it to the sea,
Then watch the ripples that unfold into me,
My face spill so gently into your eyes,
Disturbing the waters of our lives.

Shread of our memories are lying on your grass;
Wounded words of laughter are graveyards of the past.
Photographs are grey and torn, scattered in your fields
Letters of your mem'ries are not real.

Sadness on your shoulders like a wornout overcoat
In pockets creased and tattered hang the rags of your hope.
The daybreak is your midnight; the colours have all died.
Disturbing the waters of our lives, of our lives, of our lives, lives,
lives, lives...
Of our lives.

Just take a pebble and cast it to the sea,
Then watch the ripples that unfold into me,
My face spill so gently into your eyes,
Disturbing the waters of our lives.

Shread of our memories are lying on your grass;
Wounded words of laughter are graveyards of the past.
Photographs are grey and torn, scattered in your fields
Letters of your mem'ries are not real.

Sadness on your shoulders like a wornout overcoat
In pockets creased and tattered hang the rags of your hope.
The daybreak is your midnight; the colours have all died.
Disturbing the waters of our lives, of our lives, of our lives, lives,
lives, lives...
Of our lives.

Just take a pebble and cast it to the sea,
Then watch the ripples that unfold into me,
My face spill so gently into your eyes,
Disturbing the waters of our lives.

Shread of our memories are lying on your grass;
Wounded words of laughter are graveyards of the past.
Photographs are grey and torn, scattered in your fields
Letters of your mem'ries are not real.

Sadness on your shoulders like a wornout overcoat
In pockets creased and tattered hang the rags of your hope.
The daybreak is your midnight; the colours have all died.
Disturbing the waters of our lives, of our lives, of our lives, lives,
lives, lives...
Of our lives.

Just take a pebble and cast it to the sea,
Then watch the ripples that unfold into me,
My face spill so gently into your eyes,
Disturbing the waters of our lives.

Shread of our memories are lying on your grass;
Wounded words of laughter are graveyards of the past.
Photographs are grey and torn, scattered in your fields
Letters of your mem'ries are not real.

Sadness on your shoulders like a wornout overcoat
In pockets creased and tattered hang the rags of your hope.
The daybreak is your midnight; the colours have all died.
Disturbing the waters of our lives, of our lives, of our lives, lives,
lives, lives...
Of our lives.

Just take a pebble and cast it to the sea,
Then watch the ripples that unfold into me,
My face spill so gently into your eyes,
Disturbing the waters of our lives.

Shread of our memories are lying on your grass;
Wounded words of laughter are graveyards of the past.
Photographs are grey and torn, scattered in your fields
Letters of your mem'ries are not real.

Sadness on your shoulders like a wornout overcoat
In pockets creased and tattered hang the rags of your hope.
The daybreak is your midnight; the colours have all died.
Disturbing the waters of our lives, of our lives, of our lives, lives,
lives, lives...
Of our lives.

Do you want to be an angel,
Do you want to be a star,
Do you want to play some magic on my guitar?
Do you want to be a poet,
Do you want to be my string?
You could be anything.
Do you want to be the lover of another
Undercover? you could even be the man on the moon.

Do you want to be the player,
Do you want to be the string?
Let me just tell you something,
It just don't mean a thing.
You see it really doesn't matter
When you're buried in disguise
By the dark glass on your eyes,
Though your flesh has crystalised;
Still .... you turn me on.
Do you want to be the pillow where i lay my head,
Do you want to be the feathers lying in my bed?
Do you want to be a colour cover magazine;
Create a scene.
Every day a little sadder,
A little madder,
Someone get me a ladder.

Do you want to be the singer,
Do you want to be the song?
Let me tell you something
You just couldn't be more wrong.
You see i really have to tell you
That it all gets so intense.
)from my experience
It just doesn't seem to make sense,
Still .... you turn me on.

Do you want to be an angel,
Do you want to be a star,
Do you want to play some magic on my guitar?
Do you want to be a poet,
Do you want to be my string?
You could be anything.
Do you want to be the lover of another
Undercover? you could even be the man on the moon.

Do you want to be the player,
Do you want to be the string?
Let me just tell you something,
It just don't mean a thing.
You see it really doesn't matter
When you're buried in disguise
By the dark glass on your eyes,
Though your flesh has crystalised;
Still .... you turn me on.
Do you want to be the pillow where i lay my head,
Do you want to be the feathers lying in my bed?
Do you want to be a colour cover magazine;
Create a scene.
Every day a little sadder,
A little madder,
Someone get me a ladder.

Do you want to be the singer,
Do you want to be the song?
Let me tell you something
You just couldn't be more wrong.
You see i really have to tell you
That it all gets so intense.
)from my experience
It just doesn't seem to make sense,
Still .... you turn me on.

Do you want to be an angel,
Do you want to be a star,
Do you want to play some magic on my guitar?
Do you want to be a poet,
Do you want to be my string?
You could be anything.
Do you want to be the lover of another
Undercover? you could even be the man on the moon.

Do you want to be the player,
Do you want to be the string?
Let me just tell you something,
It just don't mean a thing.
You see it really doesn't matter
When you're buried in disguise
By the dark glass on your eyes,
Though your flesh has crystalised;
Still .... you turn me on.
Do you want to be the pillow where i lay my head,
Do you want to be the feathers lying in my bed?
Do you want to be a colour cover magazine;
Create a scene.
Every day a little sadder,
A little madder,
Someone get me a ladder.

Do you want to be the singer,
Do you want to be the song?
Let me tell you something
You just couldn't be more wrong.
You see i really have to tell you
That it all gets so intense.
)from my experience
It just doesn't seem to make sense,
Still .... you turn me on.

Do you want to be an angel,
Do you want to be a star,
Do you want to play some magic on my guitar?
Do you want to be a poet,
Do you want to be my string?
You could be anything.
Do you want to be the lover of another
Undercover? you could even be the man on the moon.

Do you want to be the player,
Do you want to be the string?
Let me just tell you something,
It just don't mean a thing.
You see it really doesn't matter
When you're buried in disguise
By the dark glass on your eyes,
Though your flesh has crystalised;
Still .... you turn me on.
Do you want to be the pillow where i lay my head,
Do you want to be the feathers lying in my bed?
Do you want to be a colour cover magazine;
Create a scene.
Every day a little sadder,
A little madder,
Someone get me a ladder.

Do you want to be the singer,
Do you want to be the song?
Let me tell you something
You just couldn't be more wrong.
You see i really have to tell you
That it all gets so intense.
)from my experience
It just doesn't seem to make sense,
Still .... you turn me on.