[00:44.79]The nightingale is still locked in the cage
[00:49.59]The deep breath I took still poisons my lungs
[00:54.86]An old oak sheltering me from the blue
[01:00.80]Sun bathing on its dead frozen leaves
[01:06.79]A catnap in the ghost town of my heart
[01:11.37]She dreams of storytime and the river ghosts
[01:17.01]Of mermaids, of Whitman's and the rude
[01:22.44]Raving harlequins, gigantic toys
[01:27.65]
[01:29.05]A song of mea song in need
[01:31.69]Of a courageous symphony
[01:35.05]A verse of mea verse in need
[01:38.12]Of a ppure-heart singing me to peace
[01:41.75]All that great heart lying still and slowly dying
[01:44.76]All that great heart lying still on an angelwing
[01:47.99]
[01:49.96]All that great heart lying still
[01:55.31]In silent suffering
[01:58.32]Smiling like a clown until the show has come to an end
[02:03.13]What is left for encore
[02:04.63]Is the same old dead boy's song
[02:08.04]Sung in silence
[02:09.87]All that great heart lying still and slowly dying
[02:12.78]All that great heart lying still on an angelwing
[02:16.29]
[02:26.85]A midnight flight into Covington Woods
[02:30.93]A princess and a panther by m side
[02:36.75]These are Territories I live for
[02:42.42]I'd still give mt everything to love you more
[02:48.01]
[02:48.73]A song of mea song in need
[02:51.53]Of a courageous symphony
[02:54.79]A verse of mea verse in need
[02:57.82]Of a ppure-heart singing me to peace
[03:00.96]All that great heart lying still and slowly dying
[03:04.56]All that great heart lying still on an angelwing
[03:07.76]
[03:10.50]All that great heart lying still
[03:15.12]In silent suffering
[03:18.16]Smiling like a clown until the show has come to an end
[03:22.89]What is left for encore
[03:24.50]Is the same old dead boy's song
[03:27.54]Sung in silence
[03:29.69]All that great heart lying still and slowly dying
[03:32.57]All that great heart lying still on an angelwing
[03:35.99]
[04:03.80]A silent symphony
[04:13.32]A hollow opus #1,2,3
[04:25.27]
[04:29.11]Sometimes the sky is piano black
[04:37.40]Piano black over cleansing waters
[04:50.37]
[04:53.21]Resting pipes, verse of bore
[05:01.89]Rusting keys without a door
[05:14.44]
[05:18.90]Sometimes the within is piano black
[05:27.28]Piano black over cleansing waters
[05:40.27]
[06:11.43]All that great heart lying still and slowly dying
[06:14.64]All that great heart lying still on an angelwing
[06:21.06]
[06:24.25]All that great heart lying still and slowly dying
[06:28.05]All that great heart lying still on an angelwing
[06:33.63]
[07:06.77]I see a slow, simple youngster by a busy street,
[07:10.65]with a begging bowl in his shaking hand.
[07:13.63]Trying to smile but hurting infinitely. Nobody notices.
[07:20.19]I do, but walk by.
[07:22.87]
[07:25.90]An old man gets naked and kisses a model-doll in his attic
[07:31.06]It's half-light and he's in tears.
[07:33.49]When he finally comes his eyes are cascading.
[07:37.55]
[07:39.63]I see a beaten dog in a pungent alley. He tries to bite me.
[07:44.28]All pride has left his wild injured eyes.
[07:48.03]I wish I had my leg to spare.
[07:51.12]
[07:54.56]A mother visits her son, smiles to him through the bars.
[07:58.29]She's never loved him more.
[08:00.46]
[08:01.70]An obese girl enters an elevator with me.
[08:04.86]All dressed up fancy, a green butterfly on her neck.
[08:10.02]Terribly sweeet perfume deafens me.
[08:13.54]She's going to dinner alone.
[08:16.76]That makes her even more beautiful.
[08:19.78]
[08:21.12]I see a model's face on a brick wall.
[08:23.48]A statue of porcelain perfection beside a violent city kill.
[08:28.16]A city that worships flesh.
[08:33.26]
[08:46.40]The 1st thing I ever heard was a wandering
[08:50.08]man telling his story
[08:52.33]It was you, the grass under my bare feet
[08:56.55]The campfire in the dead of night
[08:59.99]The heavenly black of sky and sea
[09:03.46]
[09:05.85]It was us
[09:06.83]Roaming the rainy roads, combing the guilded beaches
[09:12.75]Waking up to a new gallery of wonders every morn
[09:17.62]Bathing in places no-one's seen before
[09:23.00]Shipwrecked on some matt-painted island
[09:27.82]Clad in nothing but the surf - beauty's finest robe
[09:35.37]
[09:37.09]Beyond all mortality we are, swinging in the breath of nature
[09:43.10]In early air of the dawn of life
[09:46.21]A sight to silence the heavens
[09:49.52]
[09:53.80]I want to travel where life travels,
[09:56.14]following its permanent lead
[09:58.48]Where the air tastes like snow music
[10:01.58]Where grass smells like fresh-born Eden
[10:05.21]I would pass no man, no stranger, no tragedy or rapture
[10:10.62]I would bathe in a world of sensation
[10:13.72]Love, goodness and simplicity
[10:17.91](While violated and imprisoned by technology)
[10:24.56]
[10:26.33]The thought of my family's graves was the only moment
[10:30.15]I used to experience true love
[10:32.59]That love remains infintie,
[10:35.30]as I'll never be the man my father is
[10:38.33]
[10:40.10]How can you "just be yourself"
[10:42.83]when you don't know who you are?
[10:44.35]Stop saying "I know how you feel"
[10:46.92]How could anyone know how another feels?
[10:49.82]
[10:52.07]Who am I to judge a priest, beggar,
[10:55.18]whore, politician, wrongdoer?
[10:59.01]I am, you are, all of them already
[11:04.05]
[11:16.02]Dear child, stop working, go play
[11:20.61]Forget every rule
[11:22.23]There's no fear in a dream
[11:26.14]
[11:28.06]Is there a village inside this snowflake?
[11:31.94]a child aske me
[11:34.94]What's the colour of our lullaby?
[11:39.71]
[11:41.00]I've never bbeen so close to truth as then
[11:45.98]I touched its silver lining
[11:49.97]
[11:53.75]Death is the winner in any war
[11:57.33]Nothing noble in dying for your religion
[12:00.94]For your country
[12:02.16]For ideology, for faith
[12:05.49]For another man, yes
[12:10.26]
[12:16.83]Paper is dead without words
[12:19.29]Ink idle without a poem
[12:22.10]All the world dead without stories
[12:25.14]Without love and disarming beauty
[12:29.70]
[12:32.05]Careless realism costs souls
[12:35.99]
[12:37.70]Ever seen the Lord smile?
[12:39.29]All he care for the world made Beautiful a sad man?
[12:43.84]Why do we still carry a device of torture around our necks?
[12:48.46]Oh, how rotten your pre-apocalypse is
[12:52.32]All you bible-black fools living over nightmare ground
[12:57.05]
[13:00.86]I see all those empty cradles and wonder
[13:05.60]If man will never change
[13:07.62]
[13:08.53]I, too, wish to be a decent manboy but all I am
[13:13.65]Is smoke and mirrors
[13:16.05]Still given everything, may I be deserving
[13:20.52]
[13:22.32]And there forever remains the change from G to Em
[13:29.62]