Текст песни Disillusion - The PorterA Lament
Disillusion - The PorterA Lament слова песни
I could bend the genius` courseCould give wisdom to the bluntBut I doubt they would be gratefulOne wish, a breeze to blow overthe shelves and piles of souvenirsIf only they would come to seeKnowing ages pass before a treeWill spoil us with complexityThey`d be worth a hall of memoriesBut it`s fools I deal with day and nightFools that only come for short insightThough all of past hence waitsIn sanctity`s sweet embrace.Hear my song of reverenceTo the precious gifts that countenanceTo clamber high and dig so deepAnd seek what everyone should seek.It`s him again - the sullen -With eyes in envy`s mist and woeOut for refuge in a glimpse of blissA short delusionA frenzy grasp at nothingnessA frenzy grasp at nothingness:Echoes pound so loud in meVoices longing for tranquilityA course is set for stormy seasLeading through the hall of memoriesBut it`s fools I deal with day and nightFools that only come for short insightThough all of past hence waitsIn sanctity`s sweet embrace.I could bend the genius` courseCould give wisdom to the bluntBut I doubt they would be grateful.