How could you be content. To drift through life never questioning. Sticking your head in the sand. Whenever you see something you dont like. If you cant see it then its not there right.
Verse:. I see her, tears falling from her eyes.. I reach out, to hold her when she cries.. I want, to take her pain away.. I cannot, erase this tragedy..
You paint- a picture of your gods,. But theyre- just as stained as you are.. He wears - a disguise through it all. Only leaving you in the dark.. . When- the earth quakes.
Look through these eyes and tell me if you see. What in the world it is that's wrong with me?. Please take my hand and try to pull me through. I know it's wrong to try to cling to you.
Hey, come here boys and girls, yeah. . Well, if you wear funny clothes. And you travel on the road. You can bet, they'll call you an animal. And if you're spaced out.
Today is hard to find and harder yet to hold. Its paradise. If you love right through in time it comes to you, yeah. So walk in the sun now, life can be nice.
Days are growing shorter, the night is closing in. Time is so much older and hope is getting thin. We seem quite content believing nothing can go wrong.
The mountain is high, the valley is low. And you're confused 'bout which way to go. So I flew here to give you a hand. And lead you into the promised land.
Autumn, the wind blows colder than summer. Autumn, my love's gone with another. I can't demand anything of myself now. So I guess I'll stay here in New England.
The fallen leaps are withered. The cycle of the seasons takes its turn. The northwinds blowin' over the land. The heart of spring is waiting to return.
Clouds passing by. On top of the mountains one touch in the sky. One touch in the sky. . One reason to linger. Holding the stars right in my hand. Lifting shadows of the past.
The dewdrop of dawn. Are glaring in morningly light. The silver clouds gone. The Indian summer so bright. . I hear the piper so nigh. The westerly wind brings his tone.
from the valleys to the coastlines. from the riverheads to sea. to the fields of four-leaf clover. like a haggard falcon free. . [chorus]. by a dovelike dream.
As sure as fate. As all draws to a close. A momentous weight. As an era goes. . Homeward bound am I. But will my heart ever be?. The sands have run out.
And here I came last night was it a waking dream in me?. The spiral staircase led to places so unknown. And out of a clear sky falling I'm searching high and low for hold.
By a long way we came there. And we kept our eyes peeled. We believe in our blueprint. Drawn by the slipstream of time without end. . Not once, we saw the falcon rising.
A place of powers rising, a place so deep within. In that stormy night when I came in. The fence that penned me in, in times when my heart tried to flee.
A lurid silence. Inside me. Reliantly I'm waiting. The affinity. The sweetest destiny. The worlds I am creating. . A straw in times disheartening. An insolation clear and pure.