Monday, March 28, 2005
exit the champion
Enter the champion Prince By-Tor
Just like it was 1982.
Nowhere is the dreamer
Or the misfit so alone
Duh. You're not so alone if there's two of you.
All the same we take our chances
Laughed at by time
Tricked by circumstances
True. So what?
Too many hands on my time
Too many feelings ---
Too many things on my mind
When I leave I don’t know
What I’m hoping to find
When I leave I don’t know
What I’m leaving behind...
Really? I think I do.
I turn my back to the wind
To catch my breath,
Before I start off again
Driven on,
Without a moment to spend
To pass an evening
With a drink and a friend
I let my skin get too thin
I'd like to pause,
No matter what I pretend
Like some pilgrim --
Who learns to transcend --
Learns to live
As if each step was the end
Time stand still --
I'm not looking back
But I want to look around me now
See more of the people
And the places that surround me now
Freeze this moment
A little bit longer
Make each sensation
A little bit stronger
Experience slips away...
I turn my face to the sun
Close my eyes,
Let my defences down --
All those wounds
That I can't get unwound
I let my past go too fast
No time to pause --
If I could slow it all down
Like some captain,
Whose ship runs aground --
I can wait until the tide
Comes around
Make each impression
A little bit stronger
Freeze this motion
A little bit longer
The innocence slips away...
Summer's going fast --
Nights growing colder
Children growing up --
Old friends growing older
Experience slips away...
Yeah. I guess it does.
Tobes of Hades, lit by flickering torchlight
And tonight a new light shines brightly in the other place.
Chris
Dine on honeydew and drink the milk of paradise.
I have been, and always will be your friend.
- Snow Dog
p.s. You're a Melon!
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Just like it was 1982.
Nowhere is the dreamer
Or the misfit so alone
Duh. You're not so alone if there's two of you.
All the same we take our chances
Laughed at by time
Tricked by circumstances
True. So what?
Too many hands on my time
Too many feelings ---
Too many things on my mind
When I leave I don’t know
What I’m hoping to find
When I leave I don’t know
What I’m leaving behind...
Really? I think I do.
I turn my back to the wind
To catch my breath,
Before I start off again
Driven on,
Without a moment to spend
To pass an evening
With a drink and a friend
I let my skin get too thin
I'd like to pause,
No matter what I pretend
Like some pilgrim --
Who learns to transcend --
Learns to live
As if each step was the end
Time stand still --
I'm not looking back
But I want to look around me now
See more of the people
And the places that surround me now
Freeze this moment
A little bit longer
Make each sensation
A little bit stronger
Experience slips away...
I turn my face to the sun
Close my eyes,
Let my defences down --
All those wounds
That I can't get unwound
I let my past go too fast
No time to pause --
If I could slow it all down
Like some captain,
Whose ship runs aground --
I can wait until the tide
Comes around
Make each impression
A little bit stronger
Freeze this motion
A little bit longer
The innocence slips away...
Summer's going fast --
Nights growing colder
Children growing up --
Old friends growing older
Experience slips away...
Yeah. I guess it does.
Tobes of Hades, lit by flickering torchlight
And tonight a new light shines brightly in the other place.
Chris
Dine on honeydew and drink the milk of paradise.
I have been, and always will be your friend.
- Snow Dog
p.s. You're a Melon!
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