Song | Song Of Myself |
Artist | Nightwish |
Album | Imaginaerum |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:26.200] | |
[00:45.990] | The nightingale is still locked in the cage |
[00:50.790] | The deep breath I took still poisons my lungs |
[00:56.060] | An old oak sheltering me from the blue |
[01:02.000] | Sun bathing on its dead frozen leaves |
[01:07.990] | A catnap in the ghost town of my heart |
[01:12.570] | She dreams of storytime and the river ghosts |
[01:18.210] | Of mermaids' of Whitman's and the rude |
[01:23.640] | Raving harlequins' gigantic toys |
[01:28.850] | |
[01:30.250] | A song of mea song in need |
[01:32.290] | Of a courageous symphony |
[01:35.650] | A verse of mea verse in need |
[01:38.720] | Of a ppure-heart singing me to peace |
[01:42.350] | All that great heart lying still and slowly dying |
[01:45.360] | All that great heart lying still on an angelwing |
[01:48.590] | |
[01:50.560] | All that great heart lying still |
[01:55.910] | In silent suffering |
[01:58.920] | Smiling like a clown until the show has come to an end |
[02:03.730] | What is left for encore |
[02:05.230] | Is the same old dead boy's song |
[02:08.640] | Sung in silence |
[02:10.470] | All that great heart lying still and slowly dying |
[02:13.380] | All that great heart lying still on an angelwing |
[02:16.890] | |
[02:27.450] | A midnight flight into Covington Woods |
[02:31.530] | A princess and a panther by m side |
[02:37.350] | These are Territories I live for |
[02:43.020] | I'd still give mt everything to love you more |
[02:48.610] | |
[02:49.330] | A song of mea song in need |
[02:52.130] | Of a courageous symphony |
[02:55.390] | A verse of mea verse in need |
[02:58.420] | Of a ppure-heart singing me to peace |
[03:01.560] | All that great heart lying still and slowly dying |
[03:05.160] | All that great heart lying still on an angelwing |
[03:08.360] | |
[03:11.100] | All that great heart lying still |
[03:15.720] | In silent suffering |
[03:18.760] | Smiling like a clown until the show has come to an end |
[03:23.490] | What is left for encore |
[03:25.100] | Is the same old dead boy's song |
[03:28.140] | Sung in silence |
[03:30.290] | All that great heart lying still and slowly dying |
[03:33.170] | All that great heart lying still on an angelwing |
[03:36.590] | |
[04:04.400] | A silent symphony |
[04:13.920] | A hollow opus #1'2'3 |
[04:25.870] | |
[04:29.710] | Sometimes the sky is piano black |
[04:38.000] | Piano black over cleansing waters |
[04:50.970] | |
[04:53.810] | Resting pipes' verse of bore |
[05:02.490] | Rusting keys without a door |
[05:15.040] | |
[05:19.500] | Sometimes the within is piano black |
[05:27.880] | Piano black over cleansing waters |
[05:40.870] | |
[06:09.790] | |
[06:12.030] | All that great heart lying still and slowly dying |
[06:15.240] | All that great heart lying still on an angelwing |
[06:21.660] | |
[06:24.850] | All that great heart lying still and slowly dying |
[06:28.650] | All that great heart lying still on an angelwing |
[06:34.230] | |
[07:07.370] | I see a slow' simple youngster by a busy street' |
[07:11.250] | with a begging bowl in his shaking hand. |
[07:14.230] | Trying to smile but hurting infinitely. Nobody notices. |
[07:20.790] | I do' but walk by. |
[07:23.470] | |
[07:26.500] | An old man gets naked and kisses a model-doll in his attic |
[07:31.660] | It's half-light and he's in tears. |
[07:34.090] | When he finally comes his eyes are cascading. |
[07:38.150] | |
[07:40.230] | I see a beaten dog in a pungent alley. He tries to bite me. |
[07:44.880] | All pride has left his wild injured eyes. |
[07:48.630] | I wish I had my leg to spare. |
[07:51.720] | |
[07:55.160] | A mother visits her son' smiles to him through the bars. |
[07:58.890] | She's never loved him more. |
[08:01.060] | |
[08:02.300] | An obese girl enters an elevator with me. |
[08:05.460] | All dressed up fancy' a green butterfly on her neck. |
[08:10.620] | Terribly sweeet perfume deafens me. |
[08:14.140] | She's going to dinner alone. |
[08:17.360] | That makes her even more beautiful. |
[08:20.380] | |
[08:21.720] | I see a model's face on a brick wall. |
[08:24.080] | A statue of porcelain perfection beside a violent city kill. |
[08:28.760] | A city that worships flesh. |
[08:33.860] | |
[08:47.000] | The 1st thing I ever heard was a wandering |
[08:50.680] | man telling his story |
[08:52.930] | It was you' the grass under my bare feet |
[08:57.150] | The campfire in the dead of night |
[09:00.590] | The heavenly black of sky and sea |
[09:04.060] | |
[09:06.450] | It was us |
[09:07.430] | Roaming the rainy roads' combing the guilded beaches |
[09:13.350] | Waking up to a new gallery of wonders every morn |
[09:18.220] | Bathing in places no-one's seen before |
[09:23.600] | Shipwrecked on some matt-painted island |
[09:28.420] | Clad in nothing but the surf - beauty's finest robe |
[09:35.970] | |
[09:37.690] | Beyond all mortality we are' swinging in the breath of nature |
[09:43.700] | In early air of the dawn of life |
[09:46.810] | A sight to silence the heavens |
[09:50.120] | |
[09:54.400] | I want to travel where life travels' |
[09:56.740] | following its permanent lead |
[09:59.080] | Where the air tastes like snow music |
[10:02.180] | Where grass smells like fresh-born Eden |
[10:05.810] | I would pass no man' no stranger' no tragedy or rapture |
[10:11.220] | I would bathe in a world of sensation |
[10:14.320] | Love' goodness and simplicity |
[10:18.510] | (While violated and imprisoned by technology) |
[10:25.160] | |
[10:26.930] | The thought of my family's graves was the only moment |
[10:30.750] | I used to experience true love |
[10:33.190] | That love remains infintie' |
[10:35.900] | as I'll never be the man my father is |
[10:38.930] | |
[10:40.700] | How can you "just be yourself" |
[10:43.430] | when you don't know who you are? |
[10:44.950] | Stop saying "I know how you feel" |
[10:47.520] | How could anyone know how another feels? |
[10:50.420] | |
[10:52.670] | Who am I to judge a priest' beggar' |
[10:55.780] | whore' politician' wrongdoer? |
[10:59.610] | I am' you are' all of them already |
[11:04.650] | |
[11:16.620] | Dear child' stop working' go play |
[11:21.210] | Forget every rule |
[11:22.830] | There's no fear in a dream |
[11:26.740] | |
[11:28.660] | Is there a village inside this snowflake? |
[11:32.540] | a child aske me |
[11:35.540] | What's the colour of our lullaby? |
[11:40.310] | |
[11:41.600] | I've never bbeen so close to truth as then |
[11:46.580] | I touched its silver lining |
[11:50.570] | |
[11:54.350] | Death is the winner in any war |
[11:57.930] | Nothing noble in dying for your religion |
[12:01.540] | For your country |
[12:02.760] | For ideology' for faith |
[12:06.090] | For another man' yes |
[12:10.860] | |
[12:17.430] | Paper is dead without words |
[12:19.890] | Ink idle without a poem |
[12:22.700] | All the world dead without stories |
[12:25.740] | Without love and disarming beauty |
[12:30.300] | |
[12:32.650] | Careless realism costs souls |
[12:36.590] | |
[12:38.300] | Ever seen the Lord smile? |
[12:39.890] | All he care for the world made Beautiful a sad man? |
[12:44.440] | Why do we still carry a device of torture around our necks? |
[12:49.060] | Oh' how rotten your pre-apocalypse is |
[12:52.920] | All you bible-black fools living over nightmare ground |
[12:57.650] | |
[13:01.460] | I see all those empty cradles and wonder |
[13:06.200] | If man will never change |
[13:08.220] | |
[13:09.130] | I' too' wish to be a decent manboy but all I am |
[13:14.250] | Is smoke and mirrors |
[13:16.650] | Still given everything' may I be deserving |
[13:21.120] | |
[13:22.920] | And there forever remains the change from G to Em |
[13:30.220] | |
[13:32.030] | Nightwish - Song Of Myself |
[13:34.030] | |
[13:37.600] |
[00:26.200] | |
[00:45.990] | The nightingale is still locked in the cage |
[00:50.790] | The deep breath I took still poisons my lungs |
[00:56.060] | An old oak sheltering me from the blue |
[01:02.000] | Sun bathing on its dead frozen leaves |
[01:07.990] | A catnap in the ghost town of my heart |
[01:12.570] | She dreams of storytime and the river ghosts |
[01:18.210] | Of mermaids' of Whitman' s and the rude |
[01:23.640] | Raving harlequins' gigantic toys |
[01:28.850] | |
[01:30.250] | A song of mea song in need |
[01:32.290] | Of a courageous symphony |
[01:35.650] | A verse of mea verse in need |
[01:38.720] | Of a ppureheart singing me to peace |
[01:42.350] | All that great heart lying still and slowly dying |
[01:45.360] | All that great heart lying still on an angelwing |
[01:48.590] | |
[01:50.560] | All that great heart lying still |
[01:55.910] | In silent suffering |
[01:58.920] | Smiling like a clown until the show has come to an end |
[02:03.730] | What is left for encore |
[02:05.230] | Is the same old dead boy' s song |
[02:08.640] | Sung in silence |
[02:10.470] | All that great heart lying still and slowly dying |
[02:13.380] | All that great heart lying still on an angelwing |
[02:16.890] | |
[02:27.450] | A midnight flight into Covington Woods |
[02:31.530] | A princess and a panther by m side |
[02:37.350] | These are Territories I live for |
[02:43.020] | I' d still give mt everything to love you more |
[02:48.610] | |
[02:49.330] | A song of mea song in need |
[02:52.130] | Of a courageous symphony |
[02:55.390] | A verse of mea verse in need |
[02:58.420] | Of a ppureheart singing me to peace |
[03:01.560] | All that great heart lying still and slowly dying |
[03:05.160] | All that great heart lying still on an angelwing |
[03:08.360] | |
[03:11.100] | All that great heart lying still |
[03:15.720] | In silent suffering |
[03:18.760] | Smiling like a clown until the show has come to an end |
[03:23.490] | What is left for encore |
[03:25.100] | Is the same old dead boy' s song |
[03:28.140] | Sung in silence |
[03:30.290] | All that great heart lying still and slowly dying |
[03:33.170] | All that great heart lying still on an angelwing |
[03:36.590] | |
[04:04.400] | A silent symphony |
[04:13.920] | A hollow opus 1' 2' 3 |
[04:25.870] | |
[04:29.710] | Sometimes the sky is piano black |
[04:38.000] | Piano black over cleansing waters |
[04:50.970] | |
[04:53.810] | Resting pipes' verse of bore |
[05:02.490] | Rusting keys without a door |
[05:15.040] | |
[05:19.500] | Sometimes the within is piano black |
[05:27.880] | Piano black over cleansing waters |
[05:40.870] | |
[06:09.790] | |
[06:12.030] | All that great heart lying still and slowly dying |
[06:15.240] | All that great heart lying still on an angelwing |
[06:21.660] | |
[06:24.850] | All that great heart lying still and slowly dying |
[06:28.650] | All that great heart lying still on an angelwing |
[06:34.230] | |
[07:07.370] | I see a slow' simple youngster by a busy street' |
[07:11.250] | with a begging bowl in his shaking hand. |
[07:14.230] | Trying to smile but hurting infinitely. Nobody notices. |
[07:20.790] | I do' but walk by. |
[07:23.470] | |
[07:26.500] | An old man gets naked and kisses a modeldoll in his attic |
[07:31.660] | It' s halflight and he' s in tears. |
[07:34.090] | When he finally comes his eyes are cascading. |
[07:38.150] | |
[07:40.230] | I see a beaten dog in a pungent alley. He tries to bite me. |
[07:44.880] | All pride has left his wild injured eyes. |
[07:48.630] | I wish I had my leg to spare. |
[07:51.720] | |
[07:55.160] | A mother visits her son' smiles to him through the bars. |
[07:58.890] | She' s never loved him more. |
[08:01.060] | |
[08:02.300] | An obese girl enters an elevator with me. |
[08:05.460] | All dressed up fancy' a green butterfly on her neck. |
[08:10.620] | Terribly sweeet perfume deafens me. |
[08:14.140] | She' s going to dinner alone. |
[08:17.360] | That makes her even more beautiful. |
[08:20.380] | |
[08:21.720] | I see a model' s face on a brick wall. |
[08:24.080] | A statue of porcelain perfection beside a violent city kill. |
[08:28.760] | A city that worships flesh. |
[08:33.860] | |
[08:47.000] | The 1st thing I ever heard was a wandering |
[08:50.680] | man telling his story |
[08:52.930] | It was you' the grass under my bare feet |
[08:57.150] | The campfire in the dead of night |
[09:00.590] | The heavenly black of sky and sea |
[09:04.060] | |
[09:06.450] | It was us |
[09:07.430] | Roaming the rainy roads' combing the guilded beaches |
[09:13.350] | Waking up to a new gallery of wonders every morn |
[09:18.220] | Bathing in places noone' s seen before |
[09:23.600] | Shipwrecked on some mattpainted island |
[09:28.420] | Clad in nothing but the surf beauty' s finest robe |
[09:35.970] | |
[09:37.690] | Beyond all mortality we are' swinging in the breath of nature |
[09:43.700] | In early air of the dawn of life |
[09:46.810] | A sight to silence the heavens |
[09:50.120] | |
[09:54.400] | I want to travel where life travels' |
[09:56.740] | following its permanent lead |
[09:59.080] | Where the air tastes like snow music |
[10:02.180] | Where grass smells like freshborn Eden |
[10:05.810] | I would pass no man' no stranger' no tragedy or rapture |
[10:11.220] | I would bathe in a world of sensation |
[10:14.320] | Love' goodness and simplicity |
[10:18.510] | While violated and imprisoned by technology |
[10:25.160] | |
[10:26.930] | The thought of my family' s graves was the only moment |
[10:30.750] | I used to experience true love |
[10:33.190] | That love remains infintie' |
[10:35.900] | as I' ll never be the man my father is |
[10:38.930] | |
[10:40.700] | How can you " just be yourself" |
[10:43.430] | when you don' t know who you are? |
[10:44.950] | Stop saying " I know how you feel" |
[10:47.520] | How could anyone know how another feels? |
[10:50.420] | |
[10:52.670] | Who am I to judge a priest' beggar' |
[10:55.780] | whore' politician' wrongdoer? |
[10:59.610] | I am' you are' all of them already |
[11:04.650] | |
[11:16.620] | Dear child' stop working' go play |
[11:21.210] | Forget every rule |
[11:22.830] | There' s no fear in a dream |
[11:26.740] | |
[11:28.660] | Is there a village inside this snowflake? |
[11:32.540] | a child aske me |
[11:35.540] | What' s the colour of our lullaby? |
[11:40.310] | |
[11:41.600] | I' ve never bbeen so close to truth as then |
[11:46.580] | I touched its silver lining |
[11:50.570] | |
[11:54.350] | Death is the winner in any war |
[11:57.930] | Nothing noble in dying for your religion |
[12:01.540] | For your country |
[12:02.760] | For ideology' for faith |
[12:06.090] | For another man' yes |
[12:10.860] | |
[12:17.430] | Paper is dead without words |
[12:19.890] | Ink idle without a poem |
[12:22.700] | All the world dead without stories |
[12:25.740] | Without love and disarming beauty |
[12:30.300] | |
[12:32.650] | Careless realism costs souls |
[12:36.590] | |
[12:38.300] | Ever seen the Lord smile? |
[12:39.890] | All he care for the world made Beautiful a sad man? |
[12:44.440] | Why do we still carry a device of torture around our necks? |
[12:49.060] | Oh' how rotten your preapocalypse is |
[12:52.920] | All you bibleblack fools living over nightmare ground |
[12:57.650] | |
[13:01.460] | I see all those empty cradles and wonder |
[13:06.200] | If man will never change |
[13:08.220] | |
[13:09.130] | I' too' wish to be a decent manboy but all I am |
[13:14.250] | Is smoke and mirrors |
[13:16.650] | Still given everything' may I be deserving |
[13:21.120] | |
[13:22.920] | And there forever remains the change from G to Em |
[13:30.220] | |
[13:32.030] | Nightwish Song Of Myself |
[13:34.030] | |
[13:37.600] |
[00:26.200] | |
[00:45.990] | The nightingale is still locked in the cage |
[00:50.790] | The deep breath I took still poisons my lungs |
[00:56.060] | An old oak sheltering me from the blue |
[01:02.000] | Sun bathing on its dead frozen leaves |
[01:07.990] | A catnap in the ghost town of my heart |
[01:12.570] | She dreams of storytime and the river ghosts |
[01:18.210] | Of mermaids' of Whitman' s and the rude |
[01:23.640] | Raving harlequins' gigantic toys |
[01:28.850] | |
[01:30.250] | A song of mea song in need |
[01:32.290] | Of a courageous symphony |
[01:35.650] | A verse of mea verse in need |
[01:38.720] | Of a ppureheart singing me to peace |
[01:42.350] | All that great heart lying still and slowly dying |
[01:45.360] | All that great heart lying still on an angelwing |
[01:48.590] | |
[01:50.560] | All that great heart lying still |
[01:55.910] | In silent suffering |
[01:58.920] | Smiling like a clown until the show has come to an end |
[02:03.730] | What is left for encore |
[02:05.230] | Is the same old dead boy' s song |
[02:08.640] | Sung in silence |
[02:10.470] | All that great heart lying still and slowly dying |
[02:13.380] | All that great heart lying still on an angelwing |
[02:16.890] | |
[02:27.450] | A midnight flight into Covington Woods |
[02:31.530] | A princess and a panther by m side |
[02:37.350] | These are Territories I live for |
[02:43.020] | I' d still give mt everything to love you more |
[02:48.610] | |
[02:49.330] | A song of mea song in need |
[02:52.130] | Of a courageous symphony |
[02:55.390] | A verse of mea verse in need |
[02:58.420] | Of a ppureheart singing me to peace |
[03:01.560] | All that great heart lying still and slowly dying |
[03:05.160] | All that great heart lying still on an angelwing |
[03:08.360] | |
[03:11.100] | All that great heart lying still |
[03:15.720] | In silent suffering |
[03:18.760] | Smiling like a clown until the show has come to an end |
[03:23.490] | What is left for encore |
[03:25.100] | Is the same old dead boy' s song |
[03:28.140] | Sung in silence |
[03:30.290] | All that great heart lying still and slowly dying |
[03:33.170] | All that great heart lying still on an angelwing |
[03:36.590] | |
[04:04.400] | A silent symphony |
[04:13.920] | A hollow opus 1' 2' 3 |
[04:25.870] | |
[04:29.710] | Sometimes the sky is piano black |
[04:38.000] | Piano black over cleansing waters |
[04:50.970] | |
[04:53.810] | Resting pipes' verse of bore |
[05:02.490] | Rusting keys without a door |
[05:15.040] | |
[05:19.500] | Sometimes the within is piano black |
[05:27.880] | Piano black over cleansing waters |
[05:40.870] | |
[06:09.790] | |
[06:12.030] | All that great heart lying still and slowly dying |
[06:15.240] | All that great heart lying still on an angelwing |
[06:21.660] | |
[06:24.850] | All that great heart lying still and slowly dying |
[06:28.650] | All that great heart lying still on an angelwing |
[06:34.230] | |
[07:07.370] | I see a slow' simple youngster by a busy street' |
[07:11.250] | with a begging bowl in his shaking hand. |
[07:14.230] | Trying to smile but hurting infinitely. Nobody notices. |
[07:20.790] | I do' but walk by. |
[07:23.470] | |
[07:26.500] | An old man gets naked and kisses a modeldoll in his attic |
[07:31.660] | It' s halflight and he' s in tears. |
[07:34.090] | When he finally comes his eyes are cascading. |
[07:38.150] | |
[07:40.230] | I see a beaten dog in a pungent alley. He tries to bite me. |
[07:44.880] | All pride has left his wild injured eyes. |
[07:48.630] | I wish I had my leg to spare. |
[07:51.720] | |
[07:55.160] | A mother visits her son' smiles to him through the bars. |
[07:58.890] | She' s never loved him more. |
[08:01.060] | |
[08:02.300] | An obese girl enters an elevator with me. |
[08:05.460] | All dressed up fancy' a green butterfly on her neck. |
[08:10.620] | Terribly sweeet perfume deafens me. |
[08:14.140] | She' s going to dinner alone. |
[08:17.360] | That makes her even more beautiful. |
[08:20.380] | |
[08:21.720] | I see a model' s face on a brick wall. |
[08:24.080] | A statue of porcelain perfection beside a violent city kill. |
[08:28.760] | A city that worships flesh. |
[08:33.860] | |
[08:47.000] | The 1st thing I ever heard was a wandering |
[08:50.680] | man telling his story |
[08:52.930] | It was you' the grass under my bare feet |
[08:57.150] | The campfire in the dead of night |
[09:00.590] | The heavenly black of sky and sea |
[09:04.060] | |
[09:06.450] | It was us |
[09:07.430] | Roaming the rainy roads' combing the guilded beaches |
[09:13.350] | Waking up to a new gallery of wonders every morn |
[09:18.220] | Bathing in places noone' s seen before |
[09:23.600] | Shipwrecked on some mattpainted island |
[09:28.420] | Clad in nothing but the surf beauty' s finest robe |
[09:35.970] | |
[09:37.690] | Beyond all mortality we are' swinging in the breath of nature |
[09:43.700] | In early air of the dawn of life |
[09:46.810] | A sight to silence the heavens |
[09:50.120] | |
[09:54.400] | I want to travel where life travels' |
[09:56.740] | following its permanent lead |
[09:59.080] | Where the air tastes like snow music |
[10:02.180] | Where grass smells like freshborn Eden |
[10:05.810] | I would pass no man' no stranger' no tragedy or rapture |
[10:11.220] | I would bathe in a world of sensation |
[10:14.320] | Love' goodness and simplicity |
[10:18.510] | While violated and imprisoned by technology |
[10:25.160] | |
[10:26.930] | The thought of my family' s graves was the only moment |
[10:30.750] | I used to experience true love |
[10:33.190] | That love remains infintie' |
[10:35.900] | as I' ll never be the man my father is |
[10:38.930] | |
[10:40.700] | How can you " just be yourself" |
[10:43.430] | when you don' t know who you are? |
[10:44.950] | Stop saying " I know how you feel" |
[10:47.520] | How could anyone know how another feels? |
[10:50.420] | |
[10:52.670] | Who am I to judge a priest' beggar' |
[10:55.780] | whore' politician' wrongdoer? |
[10:59.610] | I am' you are' all of them already |
[11:04.650] | |
[11:16.620] | Dear child' stop working' go play |
[11:21.210] | Forget every rule |
[11:22.830] | There' s no fear in a dream |
[11:26.740] | |
[11:28.660] | Is there a village inside this snowflake? |
[11:32.540] | a child aske me |
[11:35.540] | What' s the colour of our lullaby? |
[11:40.310] | |
[11:41.600] | I' ve never bbeen so close to truth as then |
[11:46.580] | I touched its silver lining |
[11:50.570] | |
[11:54.350] | Death is the winner in any war |
[11:57.930] | Nothing noble in dying for your religion |
[12:01.540] | For your country |
[12:02.760] | For ideology' for faith |
[12:06.090] | For another man' yes |
[12:10.860] | |
[12:17.430] | Paper is dead without words |
[12:19.890] | Ink idle without a poem |
[12:22.700] | All the world dead without stories |
[12:25.740] | Without love and disarming beauty |
[12:30.300] | |
[12:32.650] | Careless realism costs souls |
[12:36.590] | |
[12:38.300] | Ever seen the Lord smile? |
[12:39.890] | All he care for the world made Beautiful a sad man? |
[12:44.440] | Why do we still carry a device of torture around our necks? |
[12:49.060] | Oh' how rotten your preapocalypse is |
[12:52.920] | All you bibleblack fools living over nightmare ground |
[12:57.650] | |
[13:01.460] | I see all those empty cradles and wonder |
[13:06.200] | If man will never change |
[13:08.220] | |
[13:09.130] | I' too' wish to be a decent manboy but all I am |
[13:14.250] | Is smoke and mirrors |
[13:16.650] | Still given everything' may I be deserving |
[13:21.120] | |
[13:22.920] | And there forever remains the change from G to Em |
[13:30.220] | |
[13:32.030] | Nightwish Song Of Myself |
[13:34.030] | |
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