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All love's lost children
Behind us forgotten
Youth lies broken upon the wheel of the machine
Each time we kill their song

Time feeds our memory
We travel through past lives
We are angels part devil in disguise

Spirit rise to greet the sun
Takes my hand and beats the drum
Tries to make me understand
We're as one in the sea of sand

I'm praying for rain
To see desert flowers again

Woke up this morning
Set off down the road
Left behind me all those years
Searching for a common soul
I've been looking for a thousand
And one distractions
To empty my mind
Of thoughts of loneliness

Please listen, darling, to my empty prayer
Sleep inside my dreams tonight.
All I need to know tonight
How are you and my child?

Oh is he a soldier or is he a dreamer?
Is he mama's little man?
Does he help you when he can?

Here I am believing words again
Here I am trying to find your love again
Here I am down on my knees again
Praying for a love we used to know

Both of us know how hard it is to love and let it go
Both of us know how hard it is to go on living that way
But so few know what it means to fall in love

There’s nothing sadder in this life
When I see your love die on the vine
Two lonely people and a broken dream
No love for you, no hope for me

But you can’t hold a memory in your arms
It will slip right through your fingers just like unrequited charms
And there is no point in living in the past

When all you have left are your memories
And diamonds and pearls for company
I'll be sailing to St. Lucia on the ocean breeze
With the moon and my scars for company

In your bedroom you keep an iron cage
Where a blackbird sings her freedom song
For you know the true value of keeping slaves

Farewell my child it's time
To leave this all behind
Exchanging the river for the sea
Farewell to saturday's child
Cut loose before his prime
Set adrift in the city

Speak to me now of isolation

Sometimes when I'm alone
I imagine that the world is a mirror
And in my mind's eye
Behold my dark inner nature

I've been wasting time on this time honoured whore
Till I get so confused I can't see any more
And I have crawled where I should have seen the signs

I thought I'd found a reason to live
Just like before when I was a child
Only to find dreams made of sand
Just fall apart and slip through my hands

But the spirit of life keeps us strong
And the spirit of life is the will to carry on

I can see it in your eyes
The vacant stare, the empty lie
I can see it in your smile
I give you an inch, you take a mile

Politician
Model citizen
Politician

The old clock is ticking now
Marks the space between us
Your memory enshrouds my heart
For I am held a captive

Sometimes my soul desires
To take leave of this old world
To spread these golden wings and fly

It’s all over
You’ve had your day out in the park
You better come inside
Before it gets too dark

We’ve all had a great time
Playing with our private world
Event horizon

Never ever wanted to fight in your war
Never wanted to fight your wars for you
This boy only believes in love

Never wanted to sign away my life
Never wanted to hand over my rights
This boy only believes in love

I feel greater then the sum of all my parts
A domestic beast with a hairy Heart's
Trapped within a walled suburbia

I found my taste is somewhat underground
Between the shadows and the cracks
I’m building my Utopia

Father father
Can you tell me
Where the hours go
Where time flows ?
It is written in the stars
Upon the milky way
That we must burn bright
Before we fade away ?

"Wintersun"

Can’t stop the hurt, can’t stop the bleeding
I am invisible
Can’t stop the thought, nor the feeling
I don’t exist at all

But when you call my name

Make haste, the light is fading
The traders turn the sign
The clouds are lost to darkness
The bars they spring to life
You never loved this city
But angel, it loves you
Your smile, a Roman candle
Your eyes are Prussian blue

Your ghost, a white candle in this night
Smile broken, though eyes bright as carnival rides
You wander these streets, punch-drunk on the stars
As the lights are stubbed out in the neighborhood bars

Your voice, thin as smoke, barely exits your mouth
There's blood in your hair and a fire to the south
Your skeleton moves in a waltz with the stairs