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Текст песни Woods Of Ypres - A Meeting Place And Time


A meeting place and time.
Our chance to make amends.
Weather to meet as planned,
Or reach out for, the cold, upper hand.

A moment of silence... but not one moment more
The dead are to be forgotten, we are here to be adored

Look me, in the eyes, don't believe a word they say
For life is good, life is glory, though we live, one life only
Tell me, in real time, don't hesitate to profess
Love me, in the flesh, don't wait 'till death to sing my praise

The sun taunts you
In everything you do
Like a substance that works for everyone else
But has no effect on you

It shines for places
You'll never go
It shines for people

In the darkness, under the stars, With enough warning, to pull off to the side, in time

In the end, was there anyone to share in your joy?
I woke up one day...and realized it was already over

Back On the highway, under the moon, my final moments, still wondering about you...

In the end, was there anyone to share in your joy?

Drawing meaning from the unexpected,
A sign that cannot be denied.
A portrait of our everlasting expressions,
And the distance between us, side by side.

Nearing the end of this long discussion,
Still struggling for what more to say,
A man of words trying to argue his point,

We were born to live, in a desperate time
Where it seems the death of dreams, is the end of life

But we have only one life to live, just one opportunity
And failure is not the end of the world, that's just society!

Career suicide is not real suicide, career suicide is alright
Career suicide is not real suicide, career suicide is fine

To pass between, these winter walls,
While traveling at night,
Taken by reflection,
I mine my life

The trees have seen me come this way,
Many times at any hours.
They stand on both sides,

The bleak life and modern times
Of grey skies and electric light

Life... life...
So life is precious, after all
Respect the body for it is all you really are
Life... life...
So life is precious after all

When I come home at the end of the day, everything is just where I left it...
No one has called, nothing has changed, everything is just how I left it...

I haven't spoken a word in days, except for cursing the noise in the hall...
I haven't spoken a word in days, to anyone else at all...

And so, as I go, I'll leave my body for you...
And so, as I go, don't feel sorry for me

Another era has come to an end
You'll return to where it began
Wandering at night on Ypres Rd.
To determine why you walk in the woods alone

A piece of out history I used to honour
They disrespected and disgraced
They took the ground upon which I walked

...we are not fully whole...
...we have burning out - again and again...
...returning to foundation - year after year...
...something from neglect, an interior exit...
We are not fully whole
We have burning out - again and again
Returning to foundation - year after year
Something from neglect, an interior exit

A little more today, a little less the next
Halves and quarters are keeping me going
A little less today, a little more the next
Halves and quarters are keeping me going

I"m wearing myself off the one thing that"s keeping me alive
I"m wearing myself off the one thing that"s helping me to survive
I"m splittin" the pills that aide me with my ills

I was buried in Mount Pleasant Cemetery, alone and unceremoniously.
Buried in Mount Pleasant Cemetery, when life was taken from me.

Our tree was full and green, I had to leave it.
The sadness was overwhelming to be alone beneath it.

The sun came down hot and hard. I could never sleep.
To disappear was the only way I could find relief.

It is a fair and noble arrangement
This business of life and existence
Where everything we take from the earth
Will be taken back and returned

The face of god has always been disguised
As the mother / giver and lover of all life
But the keeper of the ledger for the cult of nature

The vicious beating, the rapid flow of thinning blood
Pumping fluid that warms the darkness of my heart
The heavy breathing, the strangest desire
The drive of evolution is designed not to be denied

No day is complete without the enjoyment of flesh
For the daily ritual is essential to the rhythm of strength and vitality
Do not deny yourself the pleasures of life

You pulled your things off the walls, took all that was yours.
You packed your books into boxes and placed them at the door.
You emptied your half of our closet, and went through the drawers.
Taking it all for granted and left what was left for me on the floor.

And still I'm pouring my heart out to you, trying to move you.
Still I'm pouring my heart out to you, trying to get you to stay.
Still I'm pouring my heart out to you, trying to move you.

It’s no wonder I’ve felt so tired
I’ve witnessed the careless all running past me
While I’ve been told to ignore my desires
And grow numb with understanding

I walk through theses woods
I carry this deadwood
I am determined to see this through

How dare you subject me
To Summer's Envy
I will shine brighter than the day you left me
You will see traces of you in my revenge
Which is in everything I do

When summer comes
Your spotlight is the sun

there is a comfort in longing for
something that's gone forever
it shows how much that something meant to you
when it was here

to a person who claims
to never having had anything
they can be confronted by

Who knows how long I’ve stood here...
Or how many times.
I may wander, but I will return,
The same time each night.

For running water plays the score to this scene.
I stand and stare into the mirror.
This has become so familiar to me,

I see you in my sleep
In this sequence of dreams, you are here with me
I see you in my dreams
In this sequence of dreams, you are here with me
In this sequence of dreams, you are with me here

It's unlikely to meet and share a dream, If I'm sleeping while you're awake
But when I think of you for strength, in dreams you reappear

I had built up all of my hopes and all of my plans
Only to have them stand and cast shadows of humiliation
Days would pass shadows would remain
A reminder of all of my dreams
I had to live humbled with
The disappointment of what never came to be

I vow from this day forward

The fire has burned, while you were gone. Life in the North goes on without you.
The fire will burn, with you or not. My passion will overcome.

Year’s end, coming home, and what do I have to show for myself?
I amount to nothing more, than what they understand.
Feel the sense of confusion, for your wins you cannot explain.
See the lack of comprehension, over the ground you worked so hard to gain.

Another year, another room, where you hang a few things on the walls.
It"s just where you call home for now,
Until it"s time to take them down and move on.

Great company, has no where else they need to be,
No place else they"d rather go, and no one waiting for them at home.

Another year, another room, you still don"t care to own anything.

When I look around you I understand why you believe
I see your evidence of God, all around me

You have so therefore you are, but I have not
You've seen the evidence of God in your life, but I have none

When I was questioned, I shook my head and stared
I was traveling alone, and had nothing to declare

life is just pain and piss, it's nothing that I will miss
life is just pain and piss, it's just temporary
life is the madness of a drunken city night
with wet leather on your back and rain dripping off your spikes

life is just pain and piss, it's nothing that I will miss
life is just pain and piss and everything is a scam

Your pretty causes,
Make great conversation
While another world is yearning
Painfully for an end

And who would save me now
Now that you are gone
And who will save you from yourself

ever since I was born in a northern town
I've been digging myself out
from a time when I hadn't seen
anything worth remembering

I would aspire to better life
to feast my eyes and expand my mind
I'd lie awake, I could not wait