Hold your fire
Keep it burning bright
Hold the flame ‘til the dream ignites
A spirit with a vision is a dream
With a mission
I hear their passionate music
Read the words that touch my heart
I gaze at their feverish pictures
The secrets that set them apart
When I feel the powerful visions
Their fire has made alive
I wish I had that instinct
I wish I had that drive
Spirits fly on dangerous missions
Imaginations on fire
Focused high on soaring ambitions
Consumed in a single desire
In the grip of a nameless possession
A slave to the drive of obsession
A spirit with a vision is a dream
With a mission
I watch their images flicker
Bringing light to a lifeless screen
I walk through their beautiful buildings
And I wish I had their dreams
But dreams don’t need to have motion
To keep their spark alive
Obsession has to have action
Pride turns on the drive
It’s cold comfort
To the ones without it
To know how they struggled
How they suffered about it
If their lives were exotic and strange
They would likely have gladly exchanged them
For something a little more plain
Maybe something a little more sane
We each pay a fabulous price
For our visions of paradise
But a spirit with a vision is a dream
With a mission
Ce misiune ai, pământeanule? Zăboveşte la întrebarea asta, că trebuie, dar nu prea mult, căci timpul se scurtează.
Carrying no Cross is not an option, should you are a Christian.
Stop…
been wrong so many times before
was always laying down the law
and all attractions ware a bore
they led me back to you
Uniforms were an allergy
they never felt quite right to me
they conjured wartime Germany
ang God knows we need that
Temptation boundaries does vener know
the time when my morale was low
the circumstances always show
the place was yours or mine
Carrying no cross before me
with no prze no to idolize no story
to hell of adolescent glory
Just void… empty spaces nothing to show
no point of reference to place to go
but one thing I’d ignored and so
the light came shining through
INSTRUMENTAL
I’ve been wrong so many times before
was always laying down the law
one thing you cannot ignore
bad boys can come clean
Emotions I could not control
Illuminate my heart and soul
I saw a light, I scored a goal
and what price peace of mind?
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The End is near, my friend. By the light of Day.
Are you one of mine
who can sleep with one eye open wide?
Agonizing psychotic
solitary hours to decide
Reaching for the light
at the slightest noise from the floor
Palms of hands perspire
Heart goes leaping at a knock from the door.
In the Dead of Night
In the Dead of Night
Rich and powerful ascend
complicated bends to be free
Indulge in what they will
and jaded thrill or fanstasy
Shuttered windows that belie
all stifled cries from within
And prying eyes are blind
to proceedings of the kind that begin
In the Dead of Night
In the Dead of Night
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Don’t tell you were not told.
Mission…
FGL
