Walk along here, feel you move somewhere in front of me. I can't place you with these eyes for the doubt I can't see. . How could someone so beautiful.
I just spoke silence with the seeker next to me. She had a heart with hesitant, halting speech. That turned to mine and asked belligerently. "What do I live for?".
If to distant lands I scatter. If I sail to farthest seas. Would you find and firm and gather 'til I only dwell in Thee?. If I flee from greenest pastures.
The lone woman stands in the turning December. She's got ice on her lashes, white on her winter coat. The trees stand like soldiers around her. Dutiful wooden curse.
Come, tell me your trouble. I'm not your answer but I'm a listening ear. Reality has left you reeling. All facts and no feeling. No faith and all fear.
Cheers to the furrows on our brow. To each hard won victory. Cheers to the losses that grew us up. Killed our pride and filled our cup. . Cheers to the friendships well worn in.
[instrumental]. . There are no lyrics to this song, as it is an add on, or 'epilogue' to the C.S. Lewis song.. This song is an instrumental piece..
There's distance in the air and I cannot make it leave. I wave my arms' round about me and blow with all my might. I cannot sense you close, though I know you're always here.
It was the year the crows and the locusts came. The fields drank dry the rain. The fields are bleeding. . Daddy don't cry, it'll be alright. She puts some water on the wound.
Friend, it's getting late. We should be going. We've been sat here beneath these flickering neons for hours. while I am cracking their code, you are deciphering me.
All shapes and colours. Rolled and stained in aging hands. Sculpted explosions. Histories unfold. Our Jackson Pollocked earth turns. A silent witness.
If I find in myself desires nothing in this world can satisfy,. I can only conclude that I was not made for here. If the flesh that I fight is at best only light and momentary,.
Before a neon night's lighting. I'm right beside you. The fire in motion. The fire in motion. . The desert sun sinking. Sleepy and low. But we're just waking.
You got a quick snap-lock on your cold, cold heart. You got your Y.S.L. kicks and a red birthmark. In the shape of Canada. That you try to keep a secret.
Something inside you. Breaks a little bit when you turn away and in. Down beneath the pieces. You say you don't feel a thing. . It's atrophy in motion.
I've been staring at the sky tonight. Marveling and passing time. Wondering what to do with daylight. Until I can make you mine. You are the one I want, you are the one I want.
Take my shoulder back now. Your head's too heavy for me. Please don't come around here no more. 'cause I asked you to stop. And you wouldn't. . [Chorus].
We are watching apparitions of ourselves. Two inventions with no earthly tongues to tell. Still suspected, we lay the surface to repel off of. . We are mirages, a trick of light, a sleight of hand.
You left the water running when you left me here behind. You left the water running, running from these eyes of mine. . You turned out the light of love.
Wild thing, you make my heart sing. You make everything groovy, wild thing. Wild thing, I think I love you. But I wanna know for sure. Come on and hold me tight.