In my dream, I've been there Where the shadows of the past Dwell in peace Vainly I'm extending my hand It's too far out of reach
And the choir of the mute was singing Lullaby for the broken, unheard by most Yet heard by the dreamers
Wafted on the breeze by force of the thought Tones like a caressing hand, they float Slowly through the hall
In my dream, I've been there Where the shadows of the past Dwell in peace Vainly I'm extending my hope It's too far out of reach
A frameless, dim, hazed picture Somehow lacking the slightest essence Unearthly stairway, without a railing
And the choir of the mute was singing Lullaby for the broken, unheard by most Yet heard by the dreamers
Wafted on the breeze by force of the thought Tones like a caressing hand, they float Slowly through the hall
On the top, I peeked behind the corner And feeling the future's presence I've seen the beauty
These walls I know too well In this waiting room - world/hell I'm changing the channel No need to pass me the remote
I've been to the mountaintop I've seen the beauty, I've really seen it And while falling down to the ground I'm closing my eyes, to keep the image in my mind
If man was meant to fly He'd have been given wings If man was meant to fly…
Then why are we gifted With burden of dreams Then why are we gifted?
Come take my hand Through the paths unknown we shall go Come take my hand, you can fly Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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