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Nevermore
09:17
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Beneath the sea, above the sky
Behind the veil, our darkened eye
for riches lost, no soul can buy
Or pass
Some climb great height, then tumble down
Kings build great might, then lose their crown
Domains we fear, of great renown
Lying down...
No more tears to cry
Nevermore to die
No more need to try
Nevermore to die
Unloosed, the bond , released the chains
From desert dry, to gentle rains
From fury's blood, no debt remains
Falling down...
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2. |
Relics of The Tempest
05:07
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A stranger sight was never seen
Not a soul is heard - no voices, not a face is seen
All the ships have sailed, the flights are gone
There’s a house with the windows open, and the TV's on
There’s an empty store, and a vacant shop
And a baseball lies in stillness, in the parking lot
Newspaper blows, down a dusty street
And a billboard shows me a picture, something good to eat
They said they knew what's coming
The experts all agreed
It will come on one fine morning, it's guaranteed
Fear the Tempest, Fear the Tempest,
You'll fear the Tempest...someday
The lights are dim and the sky is pale
When the day is done, are there any left who can tell the tale
On a crimson sea, and a roaring wave
Their hearts would fail them now if they looked into the grave
They said they knew the reason
The experts all agreed
Life will manifest due season, it's been decreed
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3. |
When The Rains Come
08:56
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When the old is new, and all the days are through
Then the rains will come
So tired and full of time, and weary of the climb
Then the rains will come
Yes the rains will come and...
Life will fall, from skies to all
Who long to see the truth prevail
Shall pour from clouds of mercy's shrouds
Shall fall upon us suddenly
To drink the wine of Heaven's grail
In deserts of the mind, you'll thirst for what you'll find
When the rains have come
Fragments of the soul, all the parts made whole
When the rains have come
When the rains have come
Now life is raining down upon the earth
Cleansing all who seek the truth
It's Streaming from above a mighty hand
Brings the dream of endless youth
We're walking in the vale of darkness no more
World forevermore, now still the ocean's roar
Since the rains have come
The blood upon the ground, has all Creation crowned
Since the rains have come
Since the rains have come
So falls the grace, to all the race
Who longed to see the truth prevail
Has poured from clouds of mercy's shrouds
And fallen on us suddenly
To drink the wine of Heaven's grail
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Born amidst the wonder
Born among the lost
Watching the abandonment of reason
Taking in the moment
Taking up the years
Witnessing the end of our good season
Stirring strange emotions
Conjuring the fears
Each one sees the things they really want to see
Made a world of wonder, we made a world of pain
Now the days will come for the apostasy
(the days have come for the apostasy)
I am watching it fall around (me)
I am listening to every sound I hear
I am doing what I can do
As the daylight is fading on the Eve
Of the Great Decline...
Dumbing down the Culture, Chaos on the Rise
Watching all the beauty as it's waning
Scene is so familiar, like words that I have read
The world is lost but soon a new one gaining
(I'm watching, listening to all)
(I'm watching everything fall)
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5. |
Physic
05:45
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Here, there, and everywhere we've been
Knowing nothing, can we know at all
Nothing, everything what can it mean
For a moment you were seen
You came and then...
High on every mountain, in the valleys low
Voices carried on the wind that call your name
Rumbling thunder on the distant plain
All the pieces in the game
You came and then...
Stories ever told, yearning for an end
Look to the beginning for the key
Pages ever turned, pieces that remain
Of a future history
Calling all who listen, it's calling me
I can hear a sound of music never known
Touching every motion, the breath of life
For a moment we were shown, we're not alone
Stories ever told, yearning for an end
Look to the beginning for the key
Pages ever turned, pieces that remain
Of a future history
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6. |
At Morning's Gate
03:11
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Though a rich man's heir, or a pauper's son
Underneath the cross, we shall all be one
When the days shall wane, and the season's growing late
We'll stand at morning's gate
At the potters wheel, in the sculptors hand
We are being shaped for a better land
Where the winters chill, is the summers warming sun
And Life has just begun
Through a veil of tears, we run the course
Thirsting for the well, of the purest source
Not the bitter taste, of the ground in which we're laid
For all have been re-made
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7. |
Melicus Gladiator
04:52
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Ride out the storm at the gates of dawn
Sing through the tempest til' the music's gone
Legion the enemies to trample down
Warriors of legend and of great renown
In the arena with an audience of thousands
Clad in the armor of an army yet unseen
Raging a battle in the emptiness of night
With all your might (til' it's done)
There's no returning to a life of ease
Life in a world that brings you to your knees
Wielding the weapon with a mighty hand
Draped in the banner of another land
Swords wrought with words of steel
More than a man can feel
Not alone the flesh and bone are matched against a foe
Rising turning falling burning to the Earth below
Sound out a warning in the fog of war
Soon to discover what it's all been for
Lift up the anthem of the heart that's free...
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The Vigil
07:20
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I stand next to the window
I hover by the door
I play each second for it's maximum
And then find out what it's for
I'm in the competition now
The duration of the game
I'll bear no repetition
No two are quite the same
There's a love so amazing
It's a life that turns the tide
This elusive thing we're chasing
Is the one to stand beside
I've got some intuition
The inspiration comes and goes
But it all pales in comparison
To this truth which I propose
We were never alone, for it's chiseled in stone
There's a place in the heart that reveals it
We can run for a time, but the mountain we climb
Is a door that is closed - something seals it
Til' we're standing outside - wanting in...
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9. |
Old Number 63
06:51
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It's there in the beginning, and it gets him in the end
He thinks he's got the number, but it's coming round the bend
The chances are remotely, the chances are so slim
It's one in every million, the odds are looking dim
He walks an empty highway, a road not on the map
He's got no destination, they all ended in a trap
The future's looking dismal, the days are looking grim
It's one chance in a million, and even less for him
Just another one wasted, and tomorrow will be the same
No one notices anything, and nobody speaks his name
Autopilot's engaging, and the dog knows his way back home
Same as it always is
Is what it always was
Was more once more
He wonders on the sidewalk, he daydreams in the street
He can't keep it together, no rhythm to his beat
The morning turns to evening, the evening into night
The darkness feels so empty, with no relief in sight
His house is in a muddle, his clothes in disarray
The phone calls go unanswered, telemarketers today
It's there in the beginning, and it gets him in the end
He thinks he's got the number, something's coming round the bend
He remembers a difference, on a day with a brighter dawn
He remembers a meaning, on a night when the light was on
Homing beacon engaging, as he's finding his way back home
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10. |
Osvaldo's Groceries
03:17
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11. |
Picture This
06:42
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Picture this...you're standing by a river
Friends are all around you
Something new that's carried on the wind
Never known more true
Like a dream it all seems so familiar
Still there's something strange
Is this home, or are you moving out of time?
No time...all out of time
Autumn days, Copper in the sunlight
Winter bright and clear
Halcyon, prosperous and golden waits
Still out of time...
This we know, but don't know why
Those that live but cannot die
Eyes that see - and never lie
It's the scene you haven't seen, the song that's never played
It's an image standing tall, that you never made
It's a portrait with no paint, a novel without word
It's a message that you know ...though you never heard
It's a table set for all, it's a standing invitation
From the streets out to the fields, in every nation
There's a thread that reaches all, there's a seed of recognition,
It's a doorway open wide,
Though you never heard at all
Picture this....you're standing in the garden
No one's ever seen it
Beauty reaches out in all the distance
Perfect without end...
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There's a Mountain that stands between us
It's as wide as the China Wall
And it's higher than Annapurna
And I'm telling you man that's tall
How we Dance, turning from the world
How we Dance into the light
There's an obstacle on the agenda
There's a fly in the gourmet meal
We are dressed for a grand occasion
But somebody changed the deal
How we move, always tells the tale
How we move, lifting the veil
Someday, we'll be living a different way
Someday, we'll be learning new words to say
One fine day, I'll be there
On one fine day, I'll be there
When the Moon is a giant circle
And the Sun-dogs are low in the sky
Cant' get in without a reservation
Can't get out without a time to die
How we Dance, turning from the world
How we Dance into the light
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