The Apparition 歌词
| 歌曲 | The Apparition |
| 歌手 | Beyond The Bridge |
| 专辑 | The Old Man & The Spirit |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| Old Man: | |
| How can a single drop perceive | |
| The whole surrounding sea? | |
| For being part it will receive | |
| A higher cause to be | |
| How can a simple man reveal | |
| The world before he dies? | |
| True spirits, come, hear my appeal | |
| Sever the bonds of lies! | |
| Spirit: | |
| I heard your call | |
| Iʼm a spirit of ancient days | |
| I know you crawl | |
| In the dust on your hopeless ways | |
| I am your guide | |
| And the answer to your demand | |
| I see the light | |
| See the reasons you know you | |
| Spirit: | |
| Can’t find awareness then | |
| Why dont you | |
| Speak up and ask? | |
| Old Man: | |
| I- I want to know | |
| Where I come from, where I go | |
| What I will be able to know | |
| Choir: | |
| Hail to thee! | |
| Certainty | |
| Thou art crystal | |
| Tyranny! | |
| Raise thy hands | |
| Esperance | |
| Thou hast shown | |
| We shall crush down | |
| Chance | |
| Old Man: | |
| Open my eyes | |
| And let gnosis arise and then | |
| Show me the lines | |
| In the sand | |
| What walks away and leaves | |
| Signs at the bay of faith | |
| Show me the moment when | |
| Light filled the night | |
| Took on its might | |
| Chased off the fright | |
| Give me a sign | |
| Is there good or divine or is | |
| Random creation | |
| The cause | |
| And say, are we fooled | |
| By religion and ruled by fate | |
| Show me the moment when | |
| Light won the strife | |
| Nurtured to thrive | |
| Breathed and it was life | |
| Choir: | |
| Come and dance | |
| Ignorance | |
| Show thy ugly | |
| Countenance! | |
| Be my guest and | |
| Dance! | |
| Old Man: | |
| Why don’t you speak and respond? | |
| Choir: | |
| How can you be sure | |
| That there is | |
| More than you know? | |
| What if you had lost | |
| Lost your way? | |
| Old Man: | |
| Reveal it, unseal it | |
| Untie the bonds! | |
| Come show me and take me there! | |
| Spirit: | |
| Trust me, I will show | |
| That there is more than you know | |
| Trust me, I will teach you how! | |
| Choir: | |
| Hail to thee! | |
| Thou art cruelest uncertainty! | |
| Not to be | |
| Pain and grief begone | |
| Relief me! | |
| Spirit: | |
| Leave your eyes and leave your ears | |
| (My reason) | |
| All your senses leave them shut | |
| (My feelings) | |
| Trust your ever faithful fears | |
| (My voices) | |
| And dont yield to reasons smut | |
| (My heartbeat) | |
| Spirit: | |
| If you want to face it | |
| You must know | |
| I will be your eyes | |
| And if you trace it | |
| You wonʼt go | |
| Before I advise | |
| Old Man: | |
| No! I want to be where | |
| I can feel | |
| The truth on my own | |
| So let me flee there | |
| And reveal | |
| The answers alone | |
| Old Man: | |
| If thereʼs a place | |
| Where I will be aware | |
| Lead me | |
| There is a place | |
| Where I will be aware | |
| Lead me | |
| Spirit: | |
| Where do you believe | |
| Will you be able to perceive? | |
| Dare how could it be | |
| In this reality how? | |
| Old Man: | |
| I keep on yearning | |
| For mysteries of this world | |
| But hands are turning | |
| As the ages decay | |
| Existence crashes | |
| And everything that I’ve changed | |
| Is dust to ashes | |
| Old Man: | |
| I keep on yearning | |
| For mysteries of this world | |
| But hands are turning | |
| As the ages decay | |
| Existence crashes | |
| And everything that Iʼve changed | |
| Is dust to ashes | |
| As it passes by | |
| Show me the place | |
| And I triumph for irreality | |
| Spirit: | |
| Trust me, you will see | |
| If you blindly follow me | |
| Trust me, you will feel | |
| What your senses conceal | |
| Trust me, I will show | |
| Where you come from, where you go | |
| What you will be able to know… | |
| Choir: | |
| I, I keep on yearning | |
| But, but hands are turning | |
| Life is ashes to dust, | |
| Is ashes to dust | |
| … and who you are |
| Old Man: | |
| How can a single drop perceive | |
| The whole surrounding sea? | |
| For being part it will receive | |
| A higher cause to be | |
| How can a simple man reveal | |
| The world before he dies? | |
| True spirits, come, hear my appeal | |
| Sever the bonds of lies! | |
| Spirit: | |
| I heard your call | |
| I m a spirit of ancient days | |
| I know you crawl | |
| In the dust on your hopeless ways | |
| I am your guide | |
| And the answer to your demand | |
| I see the light | |
| See the reasons you know you | |
| Spirit: | |
| Can' t nd awareness then | |
| Why dont you | |
| Speak up and ask? | |
| Old Man: | |
| I I want to know | |
| Where I come from, where I go | |
| What I will be able to know | |
| Choir: | |
| Hail to thee! | |
| Certainty | |
| Thou art crystal | |
| Tyranny! | |
| Raise thy hands | |
| Esperance | |
| Thou hast shown | |
| We shall crush down | |
| Chance | |
| Old Man: | |
| Open my eyes | |
| And let gnosis arise and then | |
| Show me the lines | |
| In the sand | |
| What walks away and leaves | |
| Signs at the bay of faith | |
| Show me the moment when | |
| Light lled the night | |
| Took on its might | |
| Chased off the fright | |
| Give me a sign | |
| Is there good or divine or is | |
| Random creation | |
| The cause | |
| And say, are we fooled | |
| By religion and ruled by fate | |
| Show me the moment when | |
| Light won the strife | |
| Nurtured to thrive | |
| Breathed and it was life | |
| Choir: | |
| Come and dance | |
| Ignorance | |
| Show thy ugly | |
| Countenance! | |
| Be my guest and | |
| Dance! | |
| Old Man: | |
| Why don' t you speak and respond? | |
| Choir: | |
| How can you be sure | |
| That there is | |
| More than you know? | |
| What if you had lost | |
| Lost your way? | |
| Old Man: | |
| Reveal it, unseal it | |
| Untie the bonds! | |
| Come show me and take me there! | |
| Spirit: | |
| Trust me, I will show | |
| That there is more than you know | |
| Trust me, I will teach you how! | |
| Choir: | |
| Hail to thee! | |
| Thou art cruelest uncertainty! | |
| Not to be | |
| Pain and grief begone | |
| Relief me! | |
| Spirit: | |
| Leave your eyes and leave your ears | |
| My reason | |
| All your senses leave them shut | |
| My feelings | |
| Trust your ever faithful fears | |
| My voices | |
| And dont yield to reasons smut | |
| My heartbeat | |
| Spirit: | |
| If you want to face it | |
| You must know | |
| I will be your eyes | |
| And if you trace it | |
| You won t go | |
| Before I advise | |
| Old Man: | |
| No! I want to be where | |
| I can feel | |
| The truth on my own | |
| So let me ee there | |
| And reveal | |
| The answers alone | |
| Old Man: | |
| If there s a place | |
| Where I will be aware | |
| Lead me | |
| There is a place | |
| Where I will be aware | |
| Lead me | |
| Spirit: | |
| Where do you believe | |
| Will you be able to perceive? | |
| Dare how could it be | |
| In this reality how? | |
| Old Man: | |
| I keep on yearning | |
| For mysteries of this world | |
| But hands are turning | |
| As the ages decay | |
| Existence crashes | |
| And everything that I' ve changed | |
| Is dust to ashes | |
| Old Man: | |
| I keep on yearning | |
| For mysteries of this world | |
| But hands are turning | |
| As the ages decay | |
| Existence crashes | |
| And everything that I ve changed | |
| Is dust to ashes | |
| As it passes by | |
| Show me the place | |
| And I triumph for irreality | |
| Spirit: | |
| Trust me, you will see | |
| If you blindly follow me | |
| Trust me, you will feel | |
| What your senses conceal | |
| Trust me, I will show | |
| Where you come from, where you go | |
| What you will be able to know | |
| Choir: | |
| I, I keep on yearning | |
| But, but hands are turning | |
| Life is ashes to dust, | |
| Is ashes to dust | |
| and who you are |
| Old Man: | |
| How can a single drop perceive | |
| The whole surrounding sea? | |
| For being part it will receive | |
| A higher cause to be | |
| How can a simple man reveal | |
| The world before he dies? | |
| True spirits, come, hear my appeal | |
| Sever the bonds of lies! | |
| Spirit: | |
| I heard your call | |
| I m a spirit of ancient days | |
| I know you crawl | |
| In the dust on your hopeless ways | |
| I am your guide | |
| And the answer to your demand | |
| I see the light | |
| See the reasons you know you | |
| Spirit: | |
| Can' t nd awareness then | |
| Why dont you | |
| Speak up and ask? | |
| Old Man: | |
| I I want to know | |
| Where I come from, where I go | |
| What I will be able to know | |
| Choir: | |
| Hail to thee! | |
| Certainty | |
| Thou art crystal | |
| Tyranny! | |
| Raise thy hands | |
| Esperance | |
| Thou hast shown | |
| We shall crush down | |
| Chance | |
| Old Man: | |
| Open my eyes | |
| And let gnosis arise and then | |
| Show me the lines | |
| In the sand | |
| What walks away and leaves | |
| Signs at the bay of faith | |
| Show me the moment when | |
| Light lled the night | |
| Took on its might | |
| Chased off the fright | |
| Give me a sign | |
| Is there good or divine or is | |
| Random creation | |
| The cause | |
| And say, are we fooled | |
| By religion and ruled by fate | |
| Show me the moment when | |
| Light won the strife | |
| Nurtured to thrive | |
| Breathed and it was life | |
| Choir: | |
| Come and dance | |
| Ignorance | |
| Show thy ugly | |
| Countenance! | |
| Be my guest and | |
| Dance! | |
| Old Man: | |
| Why don' t you speak and respond? | |
| Choir: | |
| How can you be sure | |
| That there is | |
| More than you know? | |
| What if you had lost | |
| Lost your way? | |
| Old Man: | |
| Reveal it, unseal it | |
| Untie the bonds! | |
| Come show me and take me there! | |
| Spirit: | |
| Trust me, I will show | |
| That there is more than you know | |
| Trust me, I will teach you how! | |
| Choir: | |
| Hail to thee! | |
| Thou art cruelest uncertainty! | |
| Not to be | |
| Pain and grief begone | |
| Relief me! | |
| Spirit: | |
| Leave your eyes and leave your ears | |
| My reason | |
| All your senses leave them shut | |
| My feelings | |
| Trust your ever faithful fears | |
| My voices | |
| And dont yield to reasons smut | |
| My heartbeat | |
| Spirit: | |
| If you want to face it | |
| You must know | |
| I will be your eyes | |
| And if you trace it | |
| You won t go | |
| Before I advise | |
| Old Man: | |
| No! I want to be where | |
| I can feel | |
| The truth on my own | |
| So let me ee there | |
| And reveal | |
| The answers alone | |
| Old Man: | |
| If there s a place | |
| Where I will be aware | |
| Lead me | |
| There is a place | |
| Where I will be aware | |
| Lead me | |
| Spirit: | |
| Where do you believe | |
| Will you be able to perceive? | |
| Dare how could it be | |
| In this reality how? | |
| Old Man: | |
| I keep on yearning | |
| For mysteries of this world | |
| But hands are turning | |
| As the ages decay | |
| Existence crashes | |
| And everything that I' ve changed | |
| Is dust to ashes | |
| Old Man: | |
| I keep on yearning | |
| For mysteries of this world | |
| But hands are turning | |
| As the ages decay | |
| Existence crashes | |
| And everything that I ve changed | |
| Is dust to ashes | |
| As it passes by | |
| Show me the place | |
| And I triumph for irreality | |
| Spirit: | |
| Trust me, you will see | |
| If you blindly follow me | |
| Trust me, you will feel | |
| What your senses conceal | |
| Trust me, I will show | |
| Where you come from, where you go | |
| What you will be able to know | |
| Choir: | |
| I, I keep on yearning | |
| But, but hands are turning | |
| Life is ashes to dust, | |
| Is ashes to dust | |
| and who you are |
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