Lyrics On Friday

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Sleeping at Last kept me company this week again…

say what you really want to say
and the truest of forms will show
finallly youll find your soul

they impose the endless fight
to always be perfect
it seems they have been chosen
to be above the rest
but the contradiction stands
between these perfect lives
and the words that they’ve misread
there was no reading

say all the things that you really want to say
the truest of forms will show
finally youll find your soul
say all the things that you really want to say
the truest of forms will show
and finally youll find your soul

the landscape of being
are endlessly competing, back and forth
for an answer to existance
that we can never find
in all of the places that weve searched out
in all of the pulses that weve taken
there was no reading

say all the things that you really want to say
the truest of forms will show
finally youll find your soul
say all the things that you really want to say
then youll find the truest of forms will show
and finally well find our souls

give us the answers
and give the ability to hear

the landscape of being
are endlessly competing, back and forth
for an answer to existance
that we can understand

perhaps were looking far too closely
we cant see
all the evidence in its entirety
the air in our lungs
the complexity of our love

say all the things that you really want to say
then youll find the truest of forms will show
and finally youll find your soul
say all the things that you really want to say

say what you really want to say
and the truest of forms will show
finally youll find your soul

[Say – Sleeping At Last]

How about you?

One thought on “Lyrics On Friday

  1. 12Special Song for you….

    Soldier Of Fortune ( Depp Purple)

    I have often told you stories
    About the way
    I lived the life of a drifter
    Waiting for the day
    When I’d take your hand
    And sing you songs
    Then maybe you would say
    Come lay with me love me
    And I would surely stay

    But I feel I’m growing older
    And the songs that I have sung
    Echo in the distance
    Like the sound
    Of a windmill goin’ ’round
    I guess I’ll always be…
    A soldier of fortune

    Many times I’ve been a traveller
    I looked for something new
    In days of old
    When nights were cold
    I wandered without you
    But those days I thougt my eyes
    Had seen you standing near
    Though blindness is confusing
    It shows that you’re not here

    Now I feel I’m growing older
    And the songs that I have sung
    Echo in the distance
    Like the sound
    Of a windmill goin’ ’round
    I guess I’ll always be…
    A soldier of fortune
    Yes, I can hear the sound
    Of a windmill goin’ ’round
    I guess I’ll always be
    A soldier of fortune

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