Song | Guardian of My Soul |
Artist | Pendragon |
Album | The Masquerade Overture |
作词 : Barrett | |
Did you ever fly too high on the wings of hope? | |
Did you ever realise that time was always on your side? | |
Did you ever dive too deep into the sea of love? | |
Did you ever break the bread? | |
And was the madness only in your head? | |
And guardian of my soul who carried me when it was cold | |
And the thoughts that flew so high | |
Feeling fearless feeling bold | |
Did you ever fly too high on the wings of hope? | |
Did you ever realise that the answers stood before your eyes? | |
And guardian of my soul who carried me when it was cold (in times when I flew too close to the heart of the sun) | |
And the thoughts that flew so high | |
Feeling fearless feeling bold (at time when I flew too close to the heart) | |
We had nights of magic in our eyes | |
Days of thunder rolling by | |
Feeling like we'd never die | |
And guardian of my soul who carried me when it was cold (in times when I flew too close to the heart of the sun) | |
And the thoughts that flew so high | |
Feeling fearless feeling bold (at time when I flew too close to the heart) | |
And the demons wake while the mannequin sleeps | |
All the ticking and the tocking of the clock that weeps | |
And the demons wake while the mannequin sleeps | |
And I pray the | |
Lord my soul to keep | |
The wave of lust as always is the thorn that's in your side | |
The whore of | |
Babylon waiting in a doorway | |
To mug you and your pride | |
Judge jury and executioner all laughing in the face of trust | |
Standing in the dock while the angry faces mock | |
And strip you of all lust | |
All your dreams and illusions now shattered | |
Trampled under foot crawling on the floor in tatters | |
Sentenced passed and destined | |
To wear the sackcloth for the evils of the world | |
Standing over me the good and bad that go unseen | |
Influence and lull me into false security | |
A cocktail of spiritual alchemy | |
I take the bait so carelessly | |
The all seeing lead the blind the deaf and dumb | |
Careless and boundary free | |
Picking at the scars of society | |
Off with his head cried those ill at ease | |
The sober and the sane | |
Forgotten by time itself | |
Washed up too drunk and on the shelf | |
But a thorn in the side of the civilised world | |
The elders and the right | |
So locked alone in a white padded cell | |
No one can hear you so go ahead and yell | |
Out of sight and out of mind | |
You're just one of the army that fell | |
Who is it? | |
Who goes there? | |
But how unwelcomes is wisdom when it brings no profit to the wise | |
Speaking out in riddles and lashing out with tongues you tell me | |
The truth lies before my eyes | |
But who is this enemy unseen? | |
The face that hides behind the masquerade? | |
Like the circus marching back into town you tell me | |
You can't see it in the rain | |
You can't taste it in the air you breath you tell me | |
You'll never fly that far again | |
These dreamers have their ways | |
On wide wings they fly away | |
You can't see it in the wind | |
You can't feel it in the rain | |
In every beat of your heart | |
Every word that's spoken in vain |
zuò cí : Barrett | |
Did you ever fly too high on the wings of hope? | |
Did you ever realise that time was always on your side? | |
Did you ever dive too deep into the sea of love? | |
Did you ever break the bread? | |
And was the madness only in your head? | |
And guardian of my soul who carried me when it was cold | |
And the thoughts that flew so high | |
Feeling fearless feeling bold | |
Did you ever fly too high on the wings of hope? | |
Did you ever realise that the answers stood before your eyes? | |
And guardian of my soul who carried me when it was cold in times when I flew too close to the heart of the sun | |
And the thoughts that flew so high | |
Feeling fearless feeling bold at time when I flew too close to the heart | |
We had nights of magic in our eyes | |
Days of thunder rolling by | |
Feeling like we' d never die | |
And guardian of my soul who carried me when it was cold in times when I flew too close to the heart of the sun | |
And the thoughts that flew so high | |
Feeling fearless feeling bold at time when I flew too close to the heart | |
And the demons wake while the mannequin sleeps | |
All the ticking and the tocking of the clock that weeps | |
And the demons wake while the mannequin sleeps | |
And I pray the | |
Lord my soul to keep | |
The wave of lust as always is the thorn that' s in your side | |
The whore of | |
Babylon waiting in a doorway | |
To mug you and your pride | |
Judge jury and executioner all laughing in the face of trust | |
Standing in the dock while the angry faces mock | |
And strip you of all lust | |
All your dreams and illusions now shattered | |
Trampled under foot crawling on the floor in tatters | |
Sentenced passed and destined | |
To wear the sackcloth for the evils of the world | |
Standing over me the good and bad that go unseen | |
Influence and lull me into false security | |
A cocktail of spiritual alchemy | |
I take the bait so carelessly | |
The all seeing lead the blind the deaf and dumb | |
Careless and boundary free | |
Picking at the scars of society | |
Off with his head cried those ill at ease | |
The sober and the sane | |
Forgotten by time itself | |
Washed up too drunk and on the shelf | |
But a thorn in the side of the civilised world | |
The elders and the right | |
So locked alone in a white padded cell | |
No one can hear you so go ahead and yell | |
Out of sight and out of mind | |
You' re just one of the army that fell | |
Who is it? | |
Who goes there? | |
But how unwelcomes is wisdom when it brings no profit to the wise | |
Speaking out in riddles and lashing out with tongues you tell me | |
The truth lies before my eyes | |
But who is this enemy unseen? | |
The face that hides behind the masquerade? | |
Like the circus marching back into town you tell me | |
You can' t see it in the rain | |
You can' t taste it in the air you breath you tell me | |
You' ll never fly that far again | |
These dreamers have their ways | |
On wide wings they fly away | |
You can' t see it in the wind | |
You can' t feel it in the rain | |
In every beat of your heart | |
Every word that' s spoken in vain |