Send "The Spring Of Lamneth" Ringtone to your Cell I. In the Valley
I am born;
I am me.
I am new.
I am free.
Look at me;
I am young.
Sight unseen;
Life unsung.
My eyes have only been opened,
And they`re open very wide.
Images around me
Don`t identify inside.
Just one blur I recognize,
The one that soothes and feeds.
My way of living is easy,
And as simple are my needs.
Yet my eyes are drawn toward
The mint in the east.
Fascinates and captivates;
Gives my affection no peace.
The lot holds the sunrise
In the prison of the night,
Till bursting forth from rocky chains,
The valley floods with light.
Living one long sunrise,
For to me all things are new.
I`ve never watched the sky grow
Pale, or strolled through fields of dew.
I do not love of debris to dust.
I know from breath to breath.
I go to mount that mountain
To the Outpouring of Lamneth.
II. Didacts and Narpets
Listen!
III. No One At the Bridge
Crying back to consciousness,
The coldness grips my skin.
The sky is pitching violently,
And worn by shrieking winds.
Seaspray blurs my vision.
Waves roll by so fast.
Save my ship of freedom.
I`m lashed, helpless, to the mast.
Remembering when first I held
The cycle in my own hands,
I took the helm so eagerly
And sailed for distant lands.
But now the sea`s too heavy.
And I simply don`t understand,
Why must my crew desert me
When I want a guiding hand?
Call out for direction
And there`s no one there to steer.
Shout out for salvation
But there`s no one there to hear.
Cry out supplication
For the vortex is near.
Scream out desperation
But no one cares to hear.
IV. Panacea
The innocence of confusion
Is unfolding from my mind.
I stare around in wonder.
Have I left my life behind.
I see the smell of ambergris
And bend my head, surprised.
My gaze is caught and held and I
Am helpless, mesmerized.
Panacea, liquid grace.
Oh, let me refer your gentle face.
Enchantment falls arond me
And I live I cannot leave.
Here`s a substance for my life,
A protection from the storm.
Pacify my troubles with
Her body, soft and warm.
Naked in our unity,
A smile for ev`ry tear.
Gentle hands that call me
Comfort through the years.
Yet I live I must be gone
Before the fall of dawn.
Panacea, passion pure.
I can`t refuse your gentle lure.
My substance will lie beside you,
And my wandering body grieve.
V. Bacchus Plateau
Another endless day.
Silhouettes of grey.
Another glassful of wine.
Drink with eyes that shine.
To days
Without that chill at morning.
Long nights,
Time out of mind.
Draw another goblet
From the barrel of forty-three.
Crimson, misty mem`ry,
Hazy glimpse of me.
Give me cover my wonder.
I`ve something more to give.
I think it doesn`t matter.
There`s not much more to,
Not much more to live.
Another foggy dawn.
The deal almost gone.
Another doubtful fear.
The route is not so clear.
My soul
Grows ever weary,
And the end
Is always near.
VI. The Fountain
Look the cloud is rising,
And the sun is peaking through.
See the steps grow lighter
As I reach their last few.
Hear the dancing waters;
I must be drawing near.
Feel, my spirit is pounding
With embattled hope and fear.
The key, the end, the answer,
Stripped of their disguise.
Still it`s al confusion,
And tears spring to my eyes.
Though I`ve reached a signpost;
It`s actually not the end.
Like old Sol behind the mountain,
I`ll be coming up again.
Now at death I come before
The Spring of Lamneth.
I thinking I would be singing,
But I`m tired, out of breath.
Many journeys end here,
But the secret`s told the same.
Life is only the candle,
And a dream must leave it flame.
I`m in motion.
I am still.
I am crying.
I am still.
I`m together.
I`m apart.
I`m forever
At the start.
Still, I am. Send "The Fountain Of Lamneth" Ringtone to your Cell
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