The Porter - A Lament Lyrics - Singles - Disillusion

I could bend the genius' course 

Could give wisdom to the blunt 

But I doubt they would be grateful 

One wish, a breeze to blow over 

the shelves and piles of souvenirs 

If only they would come to see 

Knowing ages pass before a tree 

Will spoil us with complexity 

They'd be worth a hall of memories 

But it's fools I deal with day and night 

Fools that only come for short insight 

Though all of past hence waits 

In sanctity's sweet embrace. 

Hear my song of reverence 

To the precious gifts that countenance 

To clamber high and dig so deep 

And seek what everyone should seek. 

It's him again - the sullen - 

With eyes in envy's mist and woe 

Out for refuge in a glimpse of bliss 

A short delusion 

A frenzy grasp at nothingness 

A frenzy grasp at nothingness: 

Echoes pound so loud in me 

Voices longing for tranquility 

A course is set for stormy seas 

Leading through the hall of memories 

But it's fools I deal with day and night 

Fools that only come for short insight 

Though all of past hence waits 

In sanctity's sweet embrace. 

I could bend the genius' course 

Could give wisdom to the blunt 

But I doubt they would be grateful.