Stub towers in the distance, riders the blasted moor. Against the horizon. Fickle promises of treaty, fatal harbingers of war,. Futile horizons. Swirl as one in this flight, this mad chase,.
Now we sit here in our special place,. all wearing our happy faces gladly.. Sunlight appears in our world; our joy. has been turned from badness.. Now we've moved and left alone.
You stare out in yellow eyes larger than my mind;. In viscous pools of joy, relaxing, we glide. It's all too beautiful. For my mind to bear.. And, as we shimmer into sleep, something's unshared..
( Hammill - Band ). . Where is the god that guides my hand?. How can the hands of others reach me?. When will I find what I grope for?. Who is going to teach me?.
Continuing the story, humanity stumbles -. Gone is the glory, there's a far distant rumble.. The clouds have gathered and exploded now:. Axes shattered, there is no North or South..
( Hammill ). . Lighthouses might house the key. but can I reach the door?. I want to walk on the sea. so that I may better find a shore.... but how can I ever keep my feet dry?.
( Hammill ). . '"Alone, alone" the ghosts all call, pinpoint me in the light;. the only life I feel at all is the presence of the night.. . Would you cry if I died?.
( Evans ). . The maelstrom of my memory. is a vampire and it feeds on me. now staggering madly, over the brink I. fall..
Eyewitness. Still waiting for my saviour,. storms tear me limb from limb;. my fingers feel like seaweed.... I'm so far out I'm too far in.. I am a lonely man, my solitude is true.
( Hammill ). . "Unreal, unreal" ghost helmsmen scream. and fall in through the sky,. Not breaking, through my seagull shrieks:. no breaks until I die..
Eyewitness. Still waiting for my saviour,. storms tear me limb from limb;. my fingers feel like seaweed.... I'm so far out I'm too far in.. I am a lonely man, my solitude is true.
Eyewitness. Still waiting for my saviour,. storms tear me limb from limb;. my fingers feel like seaweed.... I'm so far out I'm too far in.. I am a lonely man, my solitude is true.
Eyewitness. Still waiting for my saviour,. storms tear me limb from limb;. my fingers feel like seaweed.... I'm so far out I'm too far in.. I am a lonely man, my solitude is true.
i. Eyewitness. Still waiting for my saviour,. storms tear me limb from limb;. my fingers feel like seaweed.... I'm so far out I'm too far in.. I am a lonely man...my solitude is true.
(Hammill). . It's easy to say, when you're so down,. that everything's pointless;. your eyes burn, your ears howl,. your limbs are disjointed.. Barren fields, the barren earth, never more will it flower..
no more politics, i know what's next. call me hypocrite, and burn down bridges. i got a river running through my neck. i got a river running through my heart.
Never thought there were people like me,. Just a little bit dark we like it harder. Don't mind if the sky is grey,. You know we even kind of like it that way.
You're a secret that I keep tight close to my chest.. To tell the truth, you know you got me at my best.. Just so you know- I think about you all the time..