Harvest Of Souls Lyrics

Song	Harvest Of Souls
Artist	IQ
Album	Dark Matter
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	作词 : IQ, Nicholls
	I. First Of
	The Last Long before the living past
	Had ripped it all apart
	Something still remained
	Until It flashed back to the start
	Where it stands, nobody saw
	Behind the blackest eyes
	Show them how you're stronger now
	It pays to advertise wisely
	Day after day with you in my head
	I said some things
	I shouldn't have said
	For reasons unknown that
	I now forget
	I gave you no love, which
	I now regret
	What I'd give to hear again
	Those everlasting songs
	Why did all the accidents
	Contrive to fall at once?
	Only day after day with you in my thoughts
	I never knew time was so short
	For once in my life
	I wasn't alone
	With blood on my hands,
	How could
	I have known?
	Used to be the great white hope
	Once I walked on water
	Now I barely stay afloat
	Balance out of order
	With every sympathy worn away
	Who can I return to now?
	For the time that
	I have left
	I scan that cold horizon
	Searching for a kindred soul,
	Someone to rely upon
	We disconnected and
	Heaven sent
	Sheltered in dead air,
	Hidden everywhere
	II. The Wrong
	Host The sky lights up above
	America The world is lost but loves
	America When the eyes of children
	See the ones left standing
	And the rest begin to finally understand
	The hand of
	God defends
	America And who would not defend
	America? We've got light on our side
	We're in pole position
	So praise the
	Lord And raise the ammunition high
	Raise it high
	Hide where you can
	We will shoot you where you stand
	I've walked a million miles
	Upon an open road
	And once in every while
	Without the will to carry on
	Hours held me too long
	In one location
	An old familiar tale,
	A glory to behold
	A work of genius,
	The greatest story ever sold
	As you sign on the line,
	As you do what you're told
	All you sell is your soul
	I've been this way before
	I've seen it many times
	Collision on the track
	The fiction turning into fact
	No-one dares to look back
	Best you start to prepare
	For the harvest ahead
	All you lose is yourself
	III. Nocturne
	I'm brought to life with a series of shocks
	I realise that you are gone from my life
	And still
	I cling to the fear of the dark
	Don't follow them for they don't care how you are
	And I'm finding a way of being
	Accepting life all alone
	And I'm hoping
	I'll wake up seeing
	A way to live on my own
	It wasn't hard to believe in the lie
	Although I've come to know it wasn't my fault
	Why does the world continue to spin
	While everything around me grinds to a halt?
	And I'm finding a way of being
	Accepting life all alone
	And I'm hoping
	I'll wake up seeing
	A way to live on my own
	IV. Frame
	And Form Mine is a real fine line
	I get harder the higher
	I climb Shine like a star so bright
	Anybody can see anytime
	No-one will want to follow
	This will be gone tomorrow
	We enter an age of permanent doubt
	Where we communicate without words
	But I must be heard
	So I cut through the smoke and the noise
	Mine is a real fine line
	It imagines it's one of a kind
	Goodbye to all expression
	Farewell to superstition
	We enter an age of permanent doubt
	Where we communicate without words
	And the noise expands
	As it covers the lie of the land
	Shine like a star so bright
	Till we shut out the light,
	Put out the fire
	Cut through the smoke and the noise
	Lately I've been talking to myself
	Been remembering and doing little else
	The road ahead is anything but clear
	Last time around, where did we go from here?
	V. Mortal
	Procession
	What about some golden hours?
	I was alive, certainly you were wrong
	Anyone can be pursuaded
	Given the time, we all scream alone
	What about this good for nothing season again?,
	Everything's come and gone
	And I can't believe that
	I'm not watching you
	I'm in a sorry state
	Return to ordinary thoughts now
	If you can
	The words
	I hardly understand
	Gather 'round me while
	I wait What about those colder cowards
	Arming against lost intelligence?
	Anyone who saw me crawling there would have known that
	I was normal once
	Return to ordinary thoughts
	Too young to take the stand
	But old enough to kill anyone
	HA! In the days when love divided up the looks
	No drastic means were used like rod and hooks
	To enhance what nature's sculptor had designed
	No augmentation needed to refine
	In the valley of the dollar, we rejoice
	For plastic is the currency of choice
	And beauty born is strictly for the birds
	Your cash is fine but credit is preferred
	When I held myself aloft,
	I walked across the water
	Now I barely cut across,
	Lives are getting shorter
	And they open up another door
	To a border far below
	For the time that
	I'm allowed,
	There's a new horizon
	But a soul as cold as ice
	Is nothing to rely upon
	If I'm hanging onto angels' wings
	Then I'm safer in the air
	Do I still qualify, suspended from on high?
	No other sanctuary have
	I VI. Ghosts
	Of Days And when the eyes of children
	See past the ones left standing
	And the time has surely come
	To understand who we are
	Slowly the fires are burning
	Bearing their silent witness
	And the living past returns
	To reap the
	Harvest of
	Souls

	zuo ci : IQ, Nicholls
	I. First Of
	The Last Long before the living past
	Had ripped it all apart
	Something still remained
	Until It flashed back to the start
	Where it stands, nobody saw
	Behind the blackest eyes
	Show them how you' re stronger now
	It pays to advertise wisely
	Day after day with you in my head
	I said some things
	I shouldn' t have said
	For reasons unknown that
	I now forget
	I gave you no love, which
	I now regret
	What I' d give to hear again
	Those everlasting songs
	Why did all the accidents
	Contrive to fall at once?
	Only day after day with you in my thoughts
	I never knew time was so short
	For once in my life
	I wasn' t alone
	With blood on my hands,
	How could
	I have known?
	Used to be the great white hope
	Once I walked on water
	Now I barely stay afloat
	Balance out of order
	With every sympathy worn away
	Who can I return to now?
	For the time that
	I have left
	I scan that cold horizon
	Searching for a kindred soul,
	Someone to rely upon
	We disconnected and
	Heaven sent
	Sheltered in dead air,
	Hidden everywhere
	II. The Wrong
	Host The sky lights up above
	America The world is lost but loves
	America When the eyes of children
	See the ones left standing
	And the rest begin to finally understand
	The hand of
	God defends
	America And who would not defend
	America? We' ve got light on our side
	We' re in pole position
	So praise the
	Lord And raise the ammunition high
	Raise it high
	Hide where you can
	We will shoot you where you stand
	I' ve walked a million miles
	Upon an open road
	And once in every while
	Without the will to carry on
	Hours held me too long
	In one location
	An old familiar tale,
	A glory to behold
	A work of genius,
	The greatest story ever sold
	As you sign on the line,
	As you do what you' re told
	All you sell is your soul
	I' ve been this way before
	I' ve seen it many times
	Collision on the track
	The fiction turning into fact
	Noone dares to look back
	Best you start to prepare
	For the harvest ahead
	All you lose is yourself
	III. Nocturne
	I' m brought to life with a series of shocks
	I realise that you are gone from my life
	And still
	I cling to the fear of the dark
	Don' t follow them for they don' t care how you are
	And I' m finding a way of being
	Accepting life all alone
	And I' m hoping
	I' ll wake up seeing
	A way to live on my own
	It wasn' t hard to believe in the lie
	Although I' ve come to know it wasn' t my fault
	Why does the world continue to spin
	While everything around me grinds to a halt?
	And I' m finding a way of being
	Accepting life all alone
	And I' m hoping
	I' ll wake up seeing
	A way to live on my own
	IV. Frame
	And Form Mine is a real fine line
	I get harder the higher
	I climb Shine like a star so bright
	Anybody can see anytime
	Noone will want to follow
	This will be gone tomorrow
	We enter an age of permanent doubt
	Where we communicate without words
	But I must be heard
	So I cut through the smoke and the noise
	Mine is a real fine line
	It imagines it' s one of a kind
	Goodbye to all expression
	Farewell to superstition
	We enter an age of permanent doubt
	Where we communicate without words
	And the noise expands
	As it covers the lie of the land
	Shine like a star so bright
	Till we shut out the light,
	Put out the fire
	Cut through the smoke and the noise
	Lately I' ve been talking to myself
	Been remembering and doing little else
	The road ahead is anything but clear
	Last time around, where did we go from here?
	V. Mortal
	Procession
	What about some golden hours?
	I was alive, certainly you were wrong
	Anyone can be pursuaded
	Given the time, we all scream alone
	What about this good for nothing season again?,
	Everything' s come and gone
	And I can' t believe that
	I' m not watching you
	I' m in a sorry state
	Return to ordinary thoughts now
	If you can
	The words
	I hardly understand
	Gather ' round me while
	I wait What about those colder cowards
	Arming against lost intelligence?
	Anyone who saw me crawling there would have known that
	I was normal once
	Return to ordinary thoughts
	Too young to take the stand
	But old enough to kill anyone
	HA! In the days when love divided up the looks
	No drastic means were used like rod and hooks
	To enhance what nature' s sculptor had designed
	No augmentation needed to refine
	In the valley of the dollar, we rejoice
	For plastic is the currency of choice
	And beauty born is strictly for the birds
	Your cash is fine but credit is preferred
	When I held myself aloft,
	I walked across the water
	Now I barely cut across,
	Lives are getting shorter
	And they open up another door
	To a border far below
	For the time that
	I' m allowed,
	There' s a new horizon
	But a soul as cold as ice
	Is nothing to rely upon
	If I' m hanging onto angels' wings
	Then I' m safer in the air
	Do I still qualify, suspended from on high?
	No other sanctuary have
	I VI. Ghosts
	Of Days And when the eyes of children
	See past the ones left standing
	And the time has surely come
	To understand who we are
	Slowly the fires are burning
	Bearing their silent witness
	And the living past returns
	To reap the
	Harvest of
	Souls

	zuò cí : IQ, Nicholls
	I. First Of
	The Last Long before the living past
	Had ripped it all apart
	Something still remained
	Until It flashed back to the start
	Where it stands, nobody saw
	Behind the blackest eyes
	Show them how you' re stronger now
	It pays to advertise wisely
	Day after day with you in my head
	I said some things
	I shouldn' t have said
	For reasons unknown that
	I now forget
	I gave you no love, which
	I now regret
	What I' d give to hear again
	Those everlasting songs
	Why did all the accidents
	Contrive to fall at once?
	Only day after day with you in my thoughts
	I never knew time was so short
	For once in my life
	I wasn' t alone
	With blood on my hands,
	How could
	I have known?
	Used to be the great white hope
	Once I walked on water
	Now I barely stay afloat
	Balance out of order
	With every sympathy worn away
	Who can I return to now?
	For the time that
	I have left
	I scan that cold horizon
	Searching for a kindred soul,
	Someone to rely upon
	We disconnected and
	Heaven sent
	Sheltered in dead air,
	Hidden everywhere
	II. The Wrong
	Host The sky lights up above
	America The world is lost but loves
	America When the eyes of children
	See the ones left standing
	And the rest begin to finally understand
	The hand of
	God defends
	America And who would not defend
	America? We' ve got light on our side
	We' re in pole position
	So praise the
	Lord And raise the ammunition high
	Raise it high
	Hide where you can
	We will shoot you where you stand
	I' ve walked a million miles
	Upon an open road
	And once in every while
	Without the will to carry on
	Hours held me too long
	In one location
	An old familiar tale,
	A glory to behold
	A work of genius,
	The greatest story ever sold
	As you sign on the line,
	As you do what you' re told
	All you sell is your soul
	I' ve been this way before
	I' ve seen it many times
	Collision on the track
	The fiction turning into fact
	Noone dares to look back
	Best you start to prepare
	For the harvest ahead
	All you lose is yourself
	III. Nocturne
	I' m brought to life with a series of shocks
	I realise that you are gone from my life
	And still
	I cling to the fear of the dark
	Don' t follow them for they don' t care how you are
	And I' m finding a way of being
	Accepting life all alone
	And I' m hoping
	I' ll wake up seeing
	A way to live on my own
	It wasn' t hard to believe in the lie
	Although I' ve come to know it wasn' t my fault
	Why does the world continue to spin
	While everything around me grinds to a halt?
	And I' m finding a way of being
	Accepting life all alone
	And I' m hoping
	I' ll wake up seeing
	A way to live on my own
	IV. Frame
	And Form Mine is a real fine line
	I get harder the higher
	I climb Shine like a star so bright
	Anybody can see anytime
	Noone will want to follow
	This will be gone tomorrow
	We enter an age of permanent doubt
	Where we communicate without words
	But I must be heard
	So I cut through the smoke and the noise
	Mine is a real fine line
	It imagines it' s one of a kind
	Goodbye to all expression
	Farewell to superstition
	We enter an age of permanent doubt
	Where we communicate without words
	And the noise expands
	As it covers the lie of the land
	Shine like a star so bright
	Till we shut out the light,
	Put out the fire
	Cut through the smoke and the noise
	Lately I' ve been talking to myself
	Been remembering and doing little else
	The road ahead is anything but clear
	Last time around, where did we go from here?
	V. Mortal
	Procession
	What about some golden hours?
	I was alive, certainly you were wrong
	Anyone can be pursuaded
	Given the time, we all scream alone
	What about this good for nothing season again?,
	Everything' s come and gone
	And I can' t believe that
	I' m not watching you
	I' m in a sorry state
	Return to ordinary thoughts now
	If you can
	The words
	I hardly understand
	Gather ' round me while
	I wait What about those colder cowards
	Arming against lost intelligence?
	Anyone who saw me crawling there would have known that
	I was normal once
	Return to ordinary thoughts
	Too young to take the stand
	But old enough to kill anyone
	HA! In the days when love divided up the looks
	No drastic means were used like rod and hooks
	To enhance what nature' s sculptor had designed
	No augmentation needed to refine
	In the valley of the dollar, we rejoice
	For plastic is the currency of choice
	And beauty born is strictly for the birds
	Your cash is fine but credit is preferred
	When I held myself aloft,
	I walked across the water
	Now I barely cut across,
	Lives are getting shorter
	And they open up another door
	To a border far below
	For the time that
	I' m allowed,
	There' s a new horizon
	But a soul as cold as ice
	Is nothing to rely upon
	If I' m hanging onto angels' wings
	Then I' m safer in the air
	Do I still qualify, suspended from on high?
	No other sanctuary have
	I VI. Ghosts
	Of Days And when the eyes of children
	See past the ones left standing
	And the time has surely come
	To understand who we are
	Slowly the fires are burning
	Bearing their silent witness
	And the living past returns
	To reap the
	Harvest of
	Souls

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