Dancing to the feel of the drum
Leave this world behind
We'll have a drink and toast to ourselves
Under a violet moon

Tudor Rose with the hair in curls
Will make you turn and stare
Try to steal a kiss at the bridge
Under a violet moon

Raise your hats and your glasses too
We will dance the whole night through
We're going back to a time we knew
Under a violet moon

Cheers to the Knights and days of olde
the beggars and the thieves
Living in an enchanted wood
Under a violet moon

Fortune teller what to you see
Future in a card
Share your secreds, tell them to me
Under a violet moon

Close your eyes and lose yourself
In a medieval mood
Taste the trasure and sing the tunes
Under a violet moon

Tis my delight on a shiny night
The season of the year
To keep the lanterns burning bright
Under a violet moon

Solitaire with a song in her heart
But what a sad song to sing
Turned her back on all that she knew
In the hopes of a golden ring...
And the rains came down
And the stars fell from the sky
Oh, how dark the night...
It always seems those Castles and Dreams
Fade with the morning light...
Such a sad story
That time loves to tell
Copper coins shine for the sun
From the floor of the wishing well
So the jewel of jeopardy
Shines with each dangerous step
So unsure of what we've become
What we have and what we have left...

Past time with good company
I love, and shall until I die
Grutch who lust, but none deny
So God be pleased, thus live will I
For my pastance
Hunt, sing and dance
My heart is set;
All goodly sport
For my comfort
Who shall me let?
Youth must have some dalliance
Of good or ill some pastance
Company methinks then best
All thoughts and fancies to digest
For idleness is chief mistress
Of vices all; then who can say
But mirth and play
Is best of all?
Past time with good company
I love, and shall until I die
Grutch who lust, but none deny
So God be pleased, thus live will I
For my pastance
Hunt, sing and dance
My heart is set;
All goodly sport
For my comfort
Who shall me let?
Company with honesty
Is virtue, vices to flee;
Company is good and ill
But every man hath his free will
The best ensue
The worst eschew;
My mind shall be
Virtue to use
Vice to refuse
Thus shall I use me...

There are shadows in the sky
Dancing in the air
Calling to my heart
Saying, "If you dare,
We're running fast
We're running far
Trying to catch the morning star..."
And time and space
Our only sheild
Keeping secrets
Unreveald
Falling night
Breathes in the dark
Trying to catch the morning star...

I can fly through my mind when I see them as they shine
Can it be so hard to try and charm the elusive morning star...

So within the chase
We soon will find
The light of the moon
Those left behind
Try to free the gypsy in their hearts
By trying to catch the morning star...

I can fly through my mind when I see them as they shine
Can it be so hard to try and charm the elusive morning star...

Now that time
Has come and gone
Illusion has past
And we're on our own
Know the dream is never far...
When trying to catch the Morning Star...

To the days of Avalon
Where magic rules as king
The moon beneath the castle walls
As the nightingale sings...
The golden bird
He gave to me
What happiness he brings
Like a star on a Christmas tree
As the nightingale sings
And so we sat, hand in hand and watched the fireflies
And never spoke a single word
But lived to do or die
We lived to do or die
Back to the days of Avalon
Where magic ruled as king
The moon beneath the castle walls
As the nightingale sings...
We read of tales of treason
A soldiers legacy
Blood beneath the crimson sky
Fighting without reason
But the crime of loyalty
A tattered flag left to fly...
Back to the days of Avalon
Where magic ruled as king
The moon beneath the castles walls
As the nightingale sings...
The branches bent
Like an archers bow
As he spread his wings
And flew beneath the gentle snow
As the nightingale sings...
Back to the days of Avalon
Where magic rules as king
The moon beneath the castle walls
As the nightingale sings...
As the nightingale sings...

As I went a walking
One morning in spring
I met with some travelers
On an old country lane

One was an old man
The second a maid
The third was a young boy who smiled as he said
"With the wind in the willows
The birds in the sky

There's a bright sun to warm us wherever we lie...
We have bread and fishes and a jug of red wine
To share on our journey with all of mankind."

So I asked them to tell me their name and their race
So I could remember each smile on their face

"Our names, they mean nothing...
They change throughout time
So come sit beside us and share in our wine"

So I sat down beside them
With flowers all around
We et from a mantle
Spread out on the ground

They told me of prophets
And peoples and kings
And all of the one god that knows everything

"We're traveling to Glaston
Over England's green lanes
To hear of men's troubles
To hear of their pains
We travel the wide world
Over land and the sea
To tell all the people
How they can be free..."

So sadly I left them
On that old country lane
For I knew that I'd never see them again
One was an old man
The second a maid
The third was a young boy who smiled as he said...

Twisting turning
The winds are burning
Leaving me without a name
How will we ever find our way...

Snow was falling
I could hear the frightened calling
Fear taking over every man
Life meaning nothing more than sand...

Wind will sweep away
The traces I was here
A story in a teardrop
That's all I have to give...

Rage inferno swallowing the life that I know
Strength is the only way to fight
You must look up to see the light...
Gone With The Wind...Gone With The Wind...Gone
With The Wind...

Take all I know
Turn it into darkened shadows
They'll disappear in the sun
When a new story has begun
She survived the nightmare
Began a whole new life here
But I can see behind those eyes
She still sees those fires in the night...

Twisting and turning
Oh, the winds are burning
Leaving me without a name
How will we ever find our way...

I sing the praise of honored wars of glory and of kings
The bravery of soldiers, The joy that peace can bring
The captains on their way home, The ribbons on their chests
They've packed away the firearms the trumpets lay to rest...

They've taken in the battlefields with one last weary breath
And set their sights on something new while there's still something left

The poets and the dreamers thank the stars above
For leaving hatred in the dust and bringing back the love...

Over land and over sea
March The Heroes Home
For the faithful, for the free

March The Heroes Home
We'll be waiting when you
March The Heroes Home
All the night and day through
March The Heroes Home...

The flowers laughing in the fields boast colors bright and new
A hint of freedom in the air, the chimes are ringing true
They're bringing in the New Year and ringing out the old
Beckoning the springtime though winter winds blow cold...

Silent she rose
From the cold desert sands
Painted in shadows
A dark caravan...

Quiet as a whisper
With moves like a cat
She ruled like a storm cloud
Her eyes glowing black...

Oh, and they cried Malaguena
Wait for me Malaguena
I remember it well...

Oh, and they cry Malaguena
Wait for me Malaguena
I remember it well...
Oh, too well...

And so they rode
On the wings of a song
Spinning in silence
The world was their own...

Two lovers locked in the arms of the dance
Freedom begins with the game of chance
And now they rise
Like a wave on the seas
Lost in a rhythm
And ever they'll be...

Oh, to my dearest ruler and lord
Merciful husband
Noblest of kings...

Your heart of gold has long since tarnished
In my chamber
What will the morning bring?

Was it my heart that doth betray me
Cause I loved more than one man?

Is it true your wear a wounded spirit?
Pray let me mend it and make our love anew...

Allow me to be your humble servant
Once again, as before...

Are you like the others, so quick to judge
And for this the queen must fall

Was it my heart that doth betray me
Cause I loved more than one man?

Truth within the writings of a letter
Signed and sealed poor Catherine Howard's fate...

Truth within the writings of a letter
Signed and sealed poor Catherine Howard's fate...

Somewhere in a market square
The cobblestones still shine
Glassy eyes behold the sight
Through another cup of wine...

The one eyed jester skips and turns
As he makes his way through the crowd
While the tavern's royalty try not to laugh aloud...

The jester does another spin
And then falls to the floor

A show of hands, a short "Hurrah!"
A plea for him to do more...

The ease of laughter comes so fast when you're not in the jester's shoes
Cause when you've only Fools Gold, you've got nothing more to lose...

Who holds the riches
The jester or the king?

A fortress made from Fools Gold
Or the tears that treasure can bring?

The king he sits upon his throne
The worlds weight on his chest

When your mind begins to race you've got no time to rest
"Where is my clown?

I need him now, to take my troubles away..."
The harlequin rushes in as his work begins for the day...

While somewhere in a market square
The cobblestones still shine...

The past is so familiar
But that's why you couldn't stay

Too many ghosts, too many haunted dreams
Beside you were built to find your own way...

But after all these years, I thought we'd still hold on
But when I reach for you and search your eyes
I see you've already gone...

That's OK
I'll be fine

I've got myself, I'll heal in time
But when you leave just remember what we had...

There's more to life than just you
I may cry but I'll make it through

And I know that the sun will shine again
Though I may think of you now and then...

Can't do a thing with ashes
But throw them to the wind...

Though this heart may be in pieces now
You know I'll build it up again and

I'll come back stronger than I ever did before
Just don't turn around when you walk out that door...

That's OK
I'll be fine

I've got myself, I'll heal in time...but when you leave just remember what we had...

There's more to life than just you
I may cry but I'll make it through

And even though our stories at the end
I still may think of you now and then...

Paint me your picture and hang it on the wall
Color it darkly, the lines will start to crawl
Down...down...down
Spin me around and around...

Draw me away to the night from the day, leave not a trace to be found...
Down...down...

Nothing is real but the way that I feel and I feel like going -
Down, down down, down down, down down,
down down, down, down, down

Paint me a picture of eyes that never see
Flashes of lightning that burn for only me...
Hey, hey, hey - there's only the devil to pay...

I'm ready to go, pull me down from below
Give me a place I can lay
Hey Hey - nothing is real but the way that I feel and I feel like going

Down, down down, down down, down down,
down down, down, down, down...

Nothing is real but the way that I feel and I feel like going -
Nothing is real but the way that I feel and I feel like going

Down, down down, down down, down down,
down down, down, down, down...