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[CurtSibling]

Psyklon Aeon - By ZYKLON

Congregation unity; faint as your ideology
Concentrate all in sterility
Morals runs riot in an endless variety
Of fragmentary post-solidarity

Never share the effort, symmetry in lines
Will the Providence ever grace you from all the lies?
Dishonour any corruption, favour only redemption
Voluntary subordination, engage in contemplation

You base it all on hierarchy
No wonder it'll turn into anarchy
Detachment of continuity
Revolving around an ever growing susceptibility

Heading towards the Psyklon-Aeon
The last analysis will forever be perishable
That's how we would execute any cosmological society
On behalf of further reliability

This is all what your life is worth
You better pray it'll be short!

.

 

[DBear]

Spock's Beard--A Flash Before My Eyes

PART 1: THE BALLET OF THE IMPACT
The windshield explodes like a bomb packed with diamonds
There's a deafening silence, time flows to a crawl
As the ballet of the impact spreads out across the blacktop
Angels dancing down like raindrops in the air as they fall

So this is how it goes, so this is how it ends
A flatbed runs a red light, no time to comprehend
As a blizzard of my memories lights up like fireflies
In the sliver of an instant, in a flash before my eyes

PART 2: I WOULDN'T LET IT GO
I was just a boy, a rough and restless child
All skin and bones and thistles, a tough weed growing wild
Someday I'd be an astronaut and make my way up to Mars
But I was like a monkey with my hand stuck in a jar

I was holding on to something that I couldn't make my own
At times it seemed so hopeless but I wouldn't let it go
No I wouldn't let it go, no I would not let it go

Once I took a penny, placed it on the track
When the freight train flattened it I couldn't change it back
I was never lost in my little town
But I remember hoping that someday I'd be found

I was holding on to something that I couldn't make my own
At times it seemed so hopeless but I wouldn't let it go
No I wouldn't let it go, no I would not let it go

PART 3: SURFING DOWN THE AVALANCHE
I had a mother chasing planets, shopping doctors for her Vicodin
A weekend father absent, searching dungeons for some discipline
School was like a prison, the zombies ruled and the masses just gave in

I had to run - breakout - I had to run
I didn't see the world like the others did, 'cause I couldn't see that world
I had to run - break out - I had to run - break out - break out - break

I am invincible, no one can stop me
Not even mom and dad
They never had a daughter but I bet they wished they had
I feel like I can walk through walls, I'm fearless and shocking
You're looking at the face of evil baby
Comin' to ya at the tender age of thirteen
The tender age of thirteen, but I'm mean...

I lived high on a hill until the ground gave way
I felt a wave of my debris pick me up and carry me
And the rocks started rollin' the rocks started rollin'

Surfing down the avalanche
Surfing down the avalanche
Surfing down the avalanche
Surfing down the avalanche

PART 4: SHE IS EVERYTHING
The first breath of summer in warm morning rain
Where crimson flowers covered the ground
The world faded 'round us
We fell to our knees amazed at the love we had found

She is everything, the sacred, the pure
The fix, the addiction, the vision, the cure
She rings down the years 'round the corners we turned
An ember still burns to this day but now it's all fading away
She is everything

With words of forever we'd paint through the night
pictures of life we would share
Then we joined together with all that we owned
A promise, a ring and a prayer

She is everything, the sacred, the pure
The fix, the addiction, the vision, the cure
She rings down the years 'round the corners we turned
An ember still burns to this day but now it's all fading away
She is everything

PART 5: CLIMBING UP THAT HILL
Finally got caught up, We thought we had it made
Then life stepped in and sent another mouth to feed our way
Once our world was more than fighting traffic kids and bills
Working all day straight into the night, No time for chasing thrills

Dancing through the landmines right down to the wire
Walking through the fire But we're
climbing up that hill, breaking for the blue skies
Someday we will find our real life on the other side

On a map let's find a place we've never been before
Pack our bags and book a flight, we'll walk right out that door
Guess that's just a dream since we grew roots and settled down
Wonder if we'll ever leave this tired little town

Home up on the high wire no net down below
There's one thing that we both know
We are climbing up that hill, breaking for the blue skies
Someday we will find our real life on the other side

Dancing through the landmines right down to the wire
Walking through the fire but we're
climbing up that hill, breaking for the blue skies
Someday we will find our real life on the other side

PART 6: LETTING GO
(instrumental)

PART 7: OF THE BEAUTY OF IT ALL
I am drifting on the water Far out from the land
Moving through my memories as I try to understand
If I wake tomorrow wiser or it's time to shed my skin
And let go of a lifetime that I can't have back again

All the love we leave behind All the work we leave undone
All the words we leave unspoken All the things we won't become
But there's little I would change in the life that I've recalled
If I could paint a picture of the beauty of it all

 

[Louis XXIV]

The Beatles
I am the Walrus

I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together.
See how they run like pigs from a gun, see how they fly.
I’m crying.

Sitting on a cornflake, waiting for the van to come.
Corporation tee-shirt, stupid bloody tuesday.
Man, you been a naughty boy, you let your face grow long.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen.
I am the walrus, goo goo g’joob.

Mister city policeman sitting
Pretty little policemen in a row.
See how they fly like lucy in the sky, see how they run.
I’m crying, I’m crying.
I’m crying, I’m crying.

Yellow matter custard, dripping from a dead dog’s eye.
Crabalocker fishwife, pornographic priestess,
Boy, you been a naughty girl you let your knickers down.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen.
I am the walrus, goo goo g’joob.

Sitting in an english garden waiting for the sun.
If the sun don’t come, you get a tan
From standing in the english rain.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen.
I am the walrus, goo goo g’joob g’goo goo g’joob.

Expert textpert choking smokers,
Don’t you thing the joker laughs at you?
See how they smile like pigs in a sty,
See how they snied.
I’m crying.

Semolina pilchard, climbing up the eiffel tower.
Elementary penguin singing hari krishna.
Man, you should have seen them kicking edgar allan poe.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen.
I am the walrus, goo goo g’joob g’goo goo g’joob.
Goo goo g’joob g’goo goo g’joob g’goo.

I heard that the lyrics of this song were designed to be completely random because they were sick of people trying to analyze their songs for hidden meanings

Macy's Day Parade
Green Day

Today's the Macy's Day Parade
the night of the living dead is on its way
with a credit report for duty call
it's a lifetime guarantee
stuffed in a coffin 10% more free
Red light special at the mausoleum

Give me something that I need
satisfaction guaranteed to you
what's the consolation prize?
economy sized dreams of hope

when I was a kid I thought
I wanted all the things that I haven't got
oh. I learned the hardest way
Then I realized what it took
To tell the difference between
thieves and crooks
A lesson learned to me and you

Give me something that I need
Satisfaction guaranteed
Because I'm thinking about
a brand new hope
the one I've never known
cause now I know
it's all that I wanted

what's the consolation prize?
economy sized dreams of hope
Give me something that I need
Satisfaction guaranteed
Because I'm thinking about
a brand new hope
the one I've never known
and where it goes
and I'm thinking about
the only road
the one I've never known
and where it goes

Because I'm thinking about
a brand new hope
the one I've never known
cause now I know
it's all that I wanted

 

[Perfection]

Monty Python
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[King Alexander]

The Eagles: Hotel California


On a dark desert highway
Cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas
Rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance
I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy, and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself
This could be Heaven or this could be Hell
Then she lit up a candle
And she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor
I thought I heard them say

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely place (background)
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year
Any time of year (background)
You can find it here
You can find it here

Her mind is Tiffany twisted
She's got the Mercedes bends
She's got a lot of pretty, pretty boys
That she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard
Sweet summer sweat
Some dance to remember
Some dance to forget
So I called up the Captain
Please bring me my wine
He said
We haven't had that spirit here since 1969
And still those voices are calling from far away
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely Place
Such a lovely Place (background)
Such a lovely face
They're livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise
What a nice surprise (background)
Bring your alibies

Mirrors on the ceiling
Pink champagne on ice
And she said
We are all just prisoners here
Of our own device
And in the master's chambers
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives
But they just can't kill the beast
Last thing I remember
I was running for the door
I had to find the passage back to the place I was before
Relax said the nightman
We are programed to recieve
You can check out any time you like
But you can never leave

 

[Bartleby]

Dead Kennedys - Where do you draw the line

Seems like the more I think I know
The more I find I don't
Every answer opens up so many questions
Anarchy sounds good to me
Then someone asks, Who'd fix the sewers?
Would the rednecks just play king
Of the neighborhood?
How many liberators
Really want to be dictators
Every theory has its holes
When real life steps in
So how do we feed
And make room for
All the people crowded on our earth
And transfer all that wealth
From the rich to those who need it
Where Do Ya Draw the Line
Where Do Ya Draw the Line
I'm not telling you
I'm asking you
Ever notice hard line radicals
Can go on start trips too
Where no one's pure and right
Except themselves
I'm cleansed of the system.
('Cept when my amp needs electric power)
Or The Party Line says No.
Feminists can't wear fishnets.
You wanna help stop war?
Well, we reject your application
You crack too many jokes
And you eat meat
What better way to turn people off
Than to twist ideas for change
Into one more church
That forgets we're all human beings
Where do ya draw the line?
In Toronto someone blew up
A cruise missile warhead plant
10 slightly hurt, 4 million dollars damage
Why not destroy private property
When it's used against you and me
Is that violence
Or self-defence
You tell me
Where Do Ya Draw the Line
I'm not telling you, I'm asking you
Where Do Ya Draw the Line
I'm not telling you, I'm asking you
Where Do Ya Draw the Line?

 

[Grisu]

Accept - The Writings on the Wall

A thousand years from now on
The flame of life's gone out
The earth - a frozen wasteland
No living trace - no sounds

The world did die in anguish
The ashes turned tu dust
Fire and ice - blackness of night
Man¹s evolution has lost

Don¹t tell me that we didn't know
And that we haven't been told
The final S.O.S. we all ignored

We¹ve seen the writing on the wall
The writing on the wall

The science of the madman
Was getting out of control
For every creature comfort
There is a heavy toll

We turned on mother nature
Stabbed her deep in the back
We ripped out her lungs - poisoned her veins
Internal acid attack

Don¹t tell me that we didn¹t know
And that we¹ve never been told
The final S.O.S. we all ignored

We¹ve seen the writing on the wall
The writing on the wall
Seen the writing on the wall

I¹m just painting a picture
Of how it could be
But time¹s running out - the lock's ticking down
You¹re not blind - can¹t you see

Don't tell me that we still don't know
And that we're not being told
The final S.O.S. we shouldn't ignore
Just read the writing on the wall
The writing on the wall
Read the writing on the wall
The writing on the wall

 

[CurtSibling]

Monty Python
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Our battle anthem!
Simply perfect!

 

[CurtSibling]

Denial Of Fate - By LOST HORIZON

Tribunal of senseless rabble
Built on fear and congruous prophesies
Twisting minds with planned hypocrisy
By the fools the clearly surrounded
Blind are deaf and deaf are blinded
Grant themselves the dream of destiny

Eternal path has not been "meant" for thee
The myth of fate you must tear by force

Get away!
Feel the taste of freedom, ride on wind
Let your mind see things world never seen
As you weed your life from the hope of fate
Find the way you shall within yourself

Clouds of might eclipse the horizon
Darkened sky as long as eye can see
Winds arise in wrath released by me
Now I spread the wings of fire
Flames of rage arise in power
The time has come to shed my burning will

Eternal path has not been "meant" for thee
The myth of fate you must tear by force

Get away!
Feel the taste of freedom, ride on wind
Let your mind see things world never seen
As you weed your life from the hope of fate
Find the way you shall within yourself

 

[Rambuchan]

Monty Python
Spam

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Nice one on the Dead Kennedys Bart.

 

[Sickman]

You want some Welsh socialistic propaganda?

Manic Street Preachers - Motorcycle Emptiness

Culture sucks down words
Itemise loathing and feed yourself smiles
Organise your safe tribal war
Hurt maim kill and enslave the ghetto

Each day living out a lie
Life sold cheaply forever, ever, ever

Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness
Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness

Life lies a slow suicide
Orthodox dreams and symbolic myths
From feudal serf to spender
This wonderful world of purchase power

Just like lungs sucking on air
Survivals natural as sorrow, sorrow, sorrow

Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness
Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness

All we want from you are the kicks you've given us x4

Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness
Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness

Drive away and it's the same
Everywhere death row, everyone's a victim
Your joys are counterfeit
This happiness corrupt political ****

Living life like a comatose
Ego loaded and swallow, swallow, swallow

Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness x3
Under neon loneliness everlasting nothingness

 

[CurtSibling]

The New Priesthood - By DARK ANGEL

History's shown you that answers can't be found above.
Life's great questions are tackled only by us.
Knowledge of mysteries that puzzle your learned men of the cloth.
We've explanations that men of God can't fathom.

Searching for your destiny
In a book that's not reality.
We solve the the Earth's problems
Through our science and technology.

Look back one thousand years when science was in its infancy.
The church had the word, the world was forced to heed.
How many times they led astray, their flock was shown no mercy.
"It's God's will", not good enough, minds were closed ignorantly.

We are here to shed the light,
And your "Savior" is powerless to fight.
You must realize that your theology is wrong
And we are right.
Accept it for it's proven,
And the truth is for all to see.
Scientifically we'll answer any question there could be.

Obviously you don't see that we've become your deities.
Can't you see that we are your new priesthood?
Blinded by your piety and impotent divinity,
Recoginize that we are your new priesthood!

Religious dogma that's confused and shackled you.
Searching through the good book not knowing what's the truth.
You're only innocent, raised servile and unaware.
Unconversant to what is really out there.

Humanity must be erudite but not only from books should it gain insight.
Through practice of sound philosophy comes cognizance of Man's own plight.
This you won't find in your church or your faith,
Though science has always attempted to explicate.

Obviously you don't see that we've become your deities.
Can't you see that we are your new priesthood?
Blinded by your piety and impotent divinity,
Recoginize that we are your new priesthood!

Intelligence is lacking in your realm.
That is why we've come to take the helm.

As you have seen, you cannot turn to God for the solution.
Mankind has thrust himself into a sick position, lack of vision.
To those who blanket and surround themselves with gullibility,
There will be severity.
Yet again we will achieve the answers because we are more than God.

As you kneel and pray,
Genuflect our way.
Try and feel your way
Without our guidance someday.

History's shown you that answers can't be found above.
Life's great questions are tackled only by us.
Knowledge of mysteries that puzzle your learned men of the cloth.
We've explanations that men of God can't fathom.

Searching for your destiny
In a book that's not reality.
We have solved the the Earth's problems
Through our science and technology.
We see the things that you can't find in your faith.
We are in command with men like Hawking leading the way.

Obviously you don't see that we've become your deities.
Can't you see that we are your new priesthood?
Blinded by your piety and impotent divinity,
Recoginize that we are your new priesthood!

 

[bad_ronald]

Finnegan's Wake - The Dropkick Murphys

Tim Finnegan lived in Watling Street
A gentle Irishman - mighty odd,
He'd a beautiful brogue so rich and sweet
To rise in the world he carried a hod,
You see he'd sort of a trippling way
With love for the liquor poor Tim was born,
To help him on with his work each day
He'd a drop of the craythor every morn'

One morning Tim was rather full
His head felt heavy, which made him shake,
Fell from the ladder and broke his skull
So they carried him home, his corpse to wake,
Rolled him up in a nice clean sheet
And laid him out upon the bed,
A bottle of whiskey at his feet
And a gallon of porter at his head

And whack fol-de-dah now dance to your partner
Welt the floor, your trotters shake,
Wasn't it the truth I told you
Lots of fun at Finnegan's wake

His friends assembled at his wake
And Mrs. Finnegan called for lunch,
First they brought in tay and cake
Then pipes, tobacco and whiskey punch,
Biddy O' Brien began to cry
such a nice clean corpse did ya' ever did see,
Tim my love why did ya die
Arragh, hold your gob see Paddy Magee

And whack fol-de-dah now dance to your partner
Welt the floor, your trotters shake,
Wasn't it the truth I told you
Lots of fun at Finnegan's wake

Then, Peggy O' Connor took up the job
Biddy says she you're wrong i'm sure,
Biddy then gave her a belt on the gob
And left her sprawling on the floor,
There the war did soon engage
Woman to woman and man to man,
Shillelagh Law was all the rage
And a row and a ruction soon began

Mickey Maloney raised his head
When a bottle of whiskey flew at him,
It missed him falling on the bed
The liquor scattered over Tim,
Tim revives, see how he rises
Timothy rising from the bed,
Whirl your whisky around like blazes
Tonamondeal, do you think i'm dead

And whack fol-de-dah now dance to your partner
Welt the floor, your trotters shake,
Wasn't it the truth I told you
Lots of fun at Finnegan's wake

And whack fol-de-dah now dance to your partner
Welt the floor, your trotters shake,
Wasn't it the truth I told you
Lots of fun at Finnegan's wake

 

[Kan' Sharuminar]

An absolutely gorgeous song, if you ask me...

Tom McRae
The Boy with the Bubblegun

Welcome to the second reel, glad that you can make it
We thought your fate was sealed, it's not what we expected
But you punch above your weight, and you're stronger than you look
And the ending's not the same, they changed it from the book

I'm the boy with the bubblegun
I'm taking aim
I cannot hit to hurt or cause you pain
If words could kill I'd spell out your name

It's time to kill the king, it's written in the scripture
See what tomorrow brings, got to get a bigger picture
So forgive me, forgive me, for I am born to be what I must be,

and I must be,

The boy with the bubblegun, I'm taking aim
I cannot hit to hurt, or cause you pain
If words could kill, I'd spell out your name
I'm the boy with the bubblegun
The boy with the bubblegun
I'm the boy with the bubblegun with work to do
If songs could kill this one's for you

 

[CurtSibling]

Falling - By VALLEY'S EVE

North winds brought him here
While the devil was laughing
Stealing the wings of the storm only by his own
Carrying the dust of death on his skin
Dust from faraway deserts
Death - burned into his heart
Free and wild, without existing law
What he feels and what he thinks
Known only by the wind

When I'm falling
In my dreams again
When I'm falling
Down on my knees
When I'm falling
And pray to my gods
When I'm falling
I will see your face
When I'm falling
And I pray on the ashes of my gods

Baptized in his own blood
Selling his soul to the night
Holding the reign of the iron cross
Carrying the death's head
The evil look becomes his fist
As a wolf smelling the blood
He was seduced only by hate
Free and wild, without existing law
What he feels and what he thinks
Known only by the wind

When I'm falling
In my dreams again
When I'm falling
Down on my knees
When I'm falling
And pray to my gods
When I'm falling
I will see your face
When I'm falling
And I pray on the ashes of my gods

.

 

[nonconformist]

One of my favourite (if not the favourite) drinking song, perfect for when I'm in a bad mood.
Some of the most colourful lyrics I have ever heard!
I present to you Boys From the County Hell by The Pogues
On the first day of March it was raining
It was raining worse than anything that I have ever seen
I drank ten pints of beer and I cursed all the people there
And I wish that all this raining would stop falling down on me

And it's lend me ten pounds, I'll buy you a drink
And mother wake me early in the morning

At the time I was working for a landlord
And he was the meanest bastard that you have ever seen
And to lose a single penny would grieve him awful sore
And he was a miserable bollocks and a *****'s bastard's whore

And it's lend me ten pounds, I'll buy you a drink
And mother wake me early in the morning

I recall that we took care of him one Sunday
We got him out the back and we broke his ****ing balls
And maybe that was dreaming and maybe that was real
But all I know is I left that place without a penny or **** all

And it's lend me ten pounds, I'll buy you a drink
And mother wake me early in the morning

But now I've the most charming of verandas
I sit and watch the junkies, the drunks, the pimps, the whores
Five green bottles sitting on the floor
I wish to Christ, I wish to Christ that I had fifteen more

And it's lend me ten pounds, I'll buy you a drink
And mother wake me early in the morning

And it's lend me ten pounds, I'll buy you a drink
And mother wake me early in the morning

The boys and me are drunk and looking for you
We'll eat your frigging entrails and we won't give a damn
Me daddy was a blue shirt and my mother a madam
My brother earned his medals at Mai Lei in Vietnam

And it's lend me ten pounds, I'll buy you a drink
And mother wake me early in the morning

On the first day of March it was raining
It was raining worse than anything that I have ever seen
Stay on the other side of the road
'Cause you can never tell
We've a thirst like a gang of devils
We're the boys from the county hell

And it's lend me ten pounds, I'll buy you a drink
And mother wake me early in the morning

And it's lend me ten pounds and I'll buy you a drink
And mother wake me early in the morning

 

[REDY]

Incomplete (Bad Religion)

mother, father, look at your little monster,
I'm a hero, I'm a zero,
I'm the butt of the worst joke in history,
I'm a lock without a key, a city with no door,
a prayer without faith,a show without a score,
I'm a bad word, a wink, a nod, a shiver,
an untold story, sex without fury,
a creeping gray memory,
I am incomplete . . .
doctor, cure me; what is the cause of my condition,
this madness shoots me,
like bullets smashing glass in silent movie,
I'm a trap without a spring, a temple with no god,
a jack without an ace, the tip of your tongue,
I'm a promise, an unmailed letter,
an unbuilt motor, deck without a joker,
a creeping gray memory
I am incomplete . . .
tell Saint Peter not to bet on me,
I am a naked obsession,
a good intention gone bad,
I am incomplete . . .

 

[CurtSibling]

The Coming Curse - By ICED EARTH

I walk the Earth just as they planned
Baptized in fire for my ancient land
The coming curse, your anti-Christ, I am the Watcher's eye

I vindicate and cleanse the Earth of all mankind...

For many years, I've walked among you
Through the folds of time and space
Kingdoms fall, leaders die, as I see fit
I devour souls of those that pose a threat

I walk the Earth another day
The wicked one that comes this way
Savior to my own, devil to some
Mankind falls, something wicked comes

I bide my time planning your fate
With bated breath, The Elder wait
The coming curse, your anti-Christ, I am the Watcher's eye

For your crimes on our kind you all will die...

I walk the Earth another day
The wicked one that comes this way
Savior to my own, devil to some
Mankind falls, something wicked comes

Forged in the sacred flames
On the sixth day...
Of the sixth month...
In the sixth hour...

I am your anti-Christ, I will destroy mankind
Born of the beast and flames
I will devour, I will divide

Hellfire rages in my eyes
Blood will fall like rain this night
The coming curse, the anti-Christ, I am the Watcher's eye

I vindicate and cleanse the Earth of all mankind...

I walk the Earth another day
The wicked one that comes this way
Savior to my own, devil to some
Mankind falls, something wicked comes

 

[homeyg]

Brain Damage - Pink Floyd

The lunatic is on the grass
The lunatic is on the grass
Remembering games, and daisy chains and laughs
Got to keep the loonies on the path
The lunatic is in the hall
The lunatics are in my hall
The paper holds their folded faces to the floor
And everyday the paper boy brings more

And if the dam breaks open many years too soon
And if there is no room upon the hill
And if your head explodes with dark forebodings too
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon

The lunatic is in my head
The lunatic is in my head
You raise the blade
You make the change
You rearrange me 'till I'm sane
You lock the door
And throw away the key
There's someone in my head but it's not me

And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear
You shout and no one seems to hear
And if the band you're in starts playing different tunes
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon

Eclipse - Pink Floyd

All that you touch
And all that you see
All that you taste
All you feel
And all that you love
And all that you hate
All you distrust
All you save
And all that you give
And all that you deal
And all that you buy, beg, borrow, or steal
And all you create
And all you destroy
And all that you do
And all that you say
And all that you eat
And everyone you meet
And all that you slight
And everyone you fight
And all that is now
And all that is gone
And all that's to come
And everything under the sun is in tune
But the sun is eclipsed by the moon

 

[King Alexander]

Led Zeppelin : Stairway To Heaven

There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold
And she's buying a stairway to heaven.
When she gets there she knows, if the stores are all closed
With a word she can get what she came for.
Ooh, ooh, and she's buying a stairway to heaven.

There's a sign on the wall but she wants to be sure
'Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings.
In a tree by the brook, there's a songbird who sings,
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven.
Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it makes me wonder.

There's a feeling I get when I look to the west,
And my spirit is crying for leaving.
In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees,
And the voices of those who standing looking.
Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it really makes me wonder.

And it's whispered that soon if we all call the tune
Then the piper will lead us to reason.
And a new day will dawn for those who stand long
And the forests will echo with laughter.

If there's a bustle in your hedgerow, don't be alarmed now,
It's just a spring clean for the May queen.
Yes, there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on.
And it makes me wonder.

Your head is humming and it won't go, in case you don't know,
The piper's calling you to join him,
Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow, and did you know
Your stairway lies on the whispering wind.

And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our soul.
There walks a lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to show
How everything still turns to gold.
And if you listen very hard
The tune will come to you at last.
When all are one and one is all
To be a rock and not to roll.

And she's buying a stairway to heaven.