of my crown [chorus] And I need you right now And I need you by my side And I need you right now And I need you here to night A beauty from the past
dead It does exist We still remain Black vale and cross Cut away this mist and fog... and follow your heart Frozen past and tears from God Kiss these
ban it From the secret that lies in these wolds From the thing that lies hidden in these wolds Had drawn up the spectre of a planet From the limbo of
me Only difference from me and Ossie Davis, gray hair maybe Cause I feel like my eyes saw too much sufferin I'm just twenty-some-odd years, I done lost
garden behind the old house Sail away with me Break it down Trace the steps moving to the gold town Lost your past from me From me (From me) Take me
morning he allows me to rise And though the sun is shining there's a cloud in the sky Letting me know that at any moment there could be rain And as beautiful
as life must live, death must die and the tear shall fall from the living eye, Huh! The teardrops fall for the state of mind of the beautiful lady that
Lost in the Sahara, From trial and error Confused with 3 meals for Sister Sara Bearer, digestin' minerals in abundance Because the dead is not known to return from
They were cutting from stone Some dreams of their own But they listened to mine anyway I'm not sure what I'm trying to say It could be I've lost my
highest spiritual birth which ever existed since thousands of years but is lost now in the future and past lightyears away from our daily tears those
neighborhood from the suicide of the lisbon girls. People saw their clairvoyance in the wiped-out elms and harsh sunlight. Some thought the torture tearing
from You No height nor depth nor any power Can ever seperate us Among all of Your creation Of all the beauty to behold There is nothing more beautiful
true Someone just like you But I'm lost looking in the haze I can't make it past this stage While you're wrapped in the arms of another, another Oh it tears
past, And left me to live in death. Life is given to us....obsolete..... As the dust flew,I smelt the ancient past. From whence did I know what
the past Oh! Son of the sky and the moon Look upon the beauty of the red sky Through the cyclones of hate When the ruins long for the lost grandeurs
Now I am here so free Walking with the rainbow's tears Without past grief But if you call me My poor soul Run with you so lost Though at last in my heart
