Time has come. The dawn shall see us off again. Glory rides. The stars shall be our watching guide. . We know God is ready and He's willing to fill our veins.
Running on the road to nowhere. Time is - passing on. Now that all hope is gone and. The end will be violent. So little time, my agony. . Now the dark creeps in.
(spoken): Okay, you guys ready?. . (Kids: Yeah!). . Good. You! Up on your feet! I'm gonna tell you about my uncles. You know how they all love to dance, and they all have their own different style. Check it out....
I crashed the party when I splashed. Down in the surf, the new kid on Earth. Dropped out of orbit and into high school. . Every day the Earth stood still.
Now a new age dawns. The Republics time is ending. The people fear the end draws near. . Listen friends and hear my tale. Of power and of betrayal. The stage is set the world will never forget.
I see omens in the sky. . it means that downfall will come. I feel - downfall will come. . there's no escape no turning back. and I see the signs. . dark secret signs....
Walking down some highway. Midnight North Dakota. Somewhere 'round late fall. I knew that the time. . Has come for me, I'm willing. A million stars above me.
Go to sleep, my little bat,. Oh, say good night to your black cat.. Do not put on your nightgown,. You'll be sleeping upside down.. . Go to sleep my little goblin,.
Getting too late, nothing can wait. Pick up the pace, the clock is ticking. Losing this race, feeling like a waste. Taking up space, my brain is sticking.
my path begins. in ancient fairytales. forgotten deep in time. in ocean of my daydreams. filled with my tears. I sacrifice my past:. . whispering voices are.
You know that I am called the Count. Because I really love to count. I could sit and count all day. Sometimes I get carried away. . I count slowly, slowly, slowly getting faster.
From the first gray light of the morning I've been gone. On my journey towards the stars. Will I know when I reach the other side. The earth so blue it's like I'm dreaming.
Eric's room gets too small one night. (He). Takes his whole apartment outside. Down at his desk he sits and writes. Under a streetlight. . One starry night just like tonight when these.
hallowed be our lord. eternal king in endless time. keep away your throne. from meanness, jealousy and lies. . I'll overturn the page of time. and I'll touch your crown flaring gold.
One, two, three, four, five, six pox. Rest your wings. Seven, eight, nine, ten. As I count your green things. Eleven, twelve and thirteen pox. Now close your eyes.
I must have stood for hours. The mist of dawn still rising. Brushing from my face. Cold tears of finally knowing. . The world that we had twisted. The years of strength and glory.
One hundred days in dessert sand. A drifter in no-man's land. Following someone else's caravan. . I roam like a nomad since I left. Soaking in solitude.
Sunburned faces watch a nuclear sky. Initial conflict on the fourth of july. Children hide their heads and wonder why. No one really cares. . Crying on the inside.
I came from another world. from the mirror's other side. I'm on my way to nowhere. but I hope to meet my fatherland again. at the end of my time. born as king's son but.
Harry Bellafonte: Down Grand Bahama 'neath the stand-up palm. On an island called Green Turtle Key,. People sit and stare at the man who's there. Counting coconuts night and day..