AraPacis - So Many Leapers lyrics
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Tracks 01. So Many Leapers
02. Drop Of Hope 03. Histories 04. Tale Spin 05. Reflections 06. Time's Has-Been 07. Fast Fingers 08. Soldier Of Fun 01. So Many Leapers
Violation of trusting hearts comes to you with a price
You scatter around when darkness falls, a pack of frightened mice Lay your arms down stop that war, an exercise in vain Use your heads and give a damn, remove the veil of pain Words of wisdom crowns of gold Words of fashion dolls of old Ages so young so many leapers Mages, fishermen, throngs of reapers Desecration of love lost picks at you with a knife Raising banners to paeans of old, is it worth a life? Ring in the new because the elder's taken a bad turn Alarms through time, you pay the cost, how will you ever learn? Putrefaction in the trenches, a lesson in pure hate A soldier dreams, a girl is crying, signs of a lost fate Your turn will come, prisoners caught, released in clouds of gray A monster lies between your ears, this dragon you must slay 02. Drop Of Hope
Let loose
Going where I want to be Get juice Mountains fly for me to see I deny I apply I am (s)he I am we Visions past I fear no one - get out of my face Visions far I am the leader of this lonesome race Lessons learned Should help us out of that scary turn Experience earned Should save us all from a crash and burn Friendly face The thing you wrought was of silk/rough rope Win that race Forever yours is that drop of hope 03. Histories
A child's voice not alone
Memories Conversations on the phone Histories We were part of a unit from winter to fall The trees going red through the film of time We're kissing one another, up against a wall Sweet breath and fresh scents, just a hint of lime This feeling had no end, it was true everyday This was something old and new, close and faraway It was love at first bite, just a taste of youth In our own little bubble, waiting for some truth Histories of our lives, we remind ourselves How we loved one another, just like wistful elves And the children are our pride, and a bit of us Histories of ourselves, yes just a bit of us 04. Tale Spin
The modern bard of news takes a word to task
He pens and quills and stretches, sipping from his flask His writings prose of quality or so it seems to him A giant of a legend lies in need of the big trim Ancient craft Tale spin magic A pathetic slave of many, a Homer wannabe An adjective is amiss, quickly must be found A publisher awaits for this glory hound And our spinner is searching hard for the real juicy story Ancient craft Tale spin magic A puppet of the rich boys, our hero is a dud The truth is nowhere-bound with him at the helm For his bosses just use him to drag enemies in the mud The world of deception and lies, his only realm Ancient craft Tale spin magic 05. Reflections
Slow dreams wandering
It's lovelorn torn and surely beckoning Hailstones are crashing Cracks in the glass that was protecting me And I fly To other places that were once denied And I cry Because to you I told things and I lied Lazy daylight I am the breeze that lifts you off the ground Starry black night I am the freeze that makes you want to run around One reflection A glint of light a speck of brightness in the sun No detection It moves around a ghost unknown a bit of fun 06. Time's Has-Been
Acres, land he had
Had his money set Lost all on a bet It sure drove him mad Coma sleep Not a peep Eyes shut clean Time's has-been Rode a horse, he fell For him tolled the bell Darkness in his mind Ages-long, unwind He felt a gentle touch Was it real? Light hand on his face Was it real? The one showed a love such Was it real? That he came back to the race It was real Ten years had gone by He'd been out a while The one gave a smile Wiser, older, wry 07. Fast Fingers
[Instrumental]
08. Soldier Of Fun
Out of silence, black as night
I remove myself from the fight Outward joy in sadness I must flee Leave me, lonely I shall be Orchids bright lights surrounding you Spotlights flaming flowers through I'm a grieving grinning famous star I'm much too high to raise the bar not too far Back to the front, soldier of fun I've walked these forests, thrown my gun These boots may have holes, but these boots are my own From my point of view, they are just fine They built a cage without a key What a pretty zoo they made for me I'm the headliner, a one-man show I'd run away, but where would I go? |