Текст песни Rush - The Fountain Of Lamneth
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I. In the ValleyI am born;I am me.I am new.I am free.Look at me;I am young.Sight unseen;life unsung.My eyes have just been opened,and they`re open very wide.Images around medon`t identify inside.Just one blur I recognize,the one that soothes and feeds.My way of life is easy,and as simple are my needs.Yet my eyes are drawn towardthe mountain in the east.Fascinates and captivates;gives my heart no peace.The mountain holds the sunrisein the prison of the night,till bursting forth from rocky chains,the valley floods with light.Living one long sunrise,for to me all things are new.I`ve never watched the sky growpale, or strolled through fields of dew.I do not know of dust to dust.I live from breath to breath.I live to climb that mountainto the Fountain of Lamneth.II. Didacts and NarpetsListen!III. No One At the BridgeCrying back to consciousness,the coldness grips my skin.The sky is pitching violently,and drawn by shrieking winds.Seaspray blurs my vision.Waves roll by so fast.Save my ship of freedom.I`m lashed, helpless, to the mast.Remembering when first I heldthe wheel in my own hands,I took the helm so eagerlyand sailed for distant lands.But now the sea`s too heavy.And I just don`t understand,why must my crew desert mewhen I need a guiding hand?Call out for directionand there`s no one there to steer.Shout out for salvationbut there`s no one there to hear.Cry out supplicationfor the maelstrom is near.Scream out desperationbut no one cares to hear.IV. PanaceaThe whiteness of confusionis unfolding from my mind.I stare around in wonder.Have I left my life behind.I catch the scent of ambergrisAnd turn my head, surprised.My gaze is caught and held and Iam helpless, mesmerized.Panacea, liquid grace.Oh, let me touch your gentle face.Enchantment falls arond meand I know I cannot leave.Here`s a meaning for my life,a shelter from the storm.Pacify my troubles withher body, soft and warm.Naked in our unity,a smile for ev`ry tear.Gentle hands that promise mecomfort through the years.Yet I know I must be gonebefore the light of dawn.Panacea, passion pure.I can`t resist your gentle lure.My heart will lie beside you,and my wandering body grieve.V. Bacchus PlateauAnother endless day.Silhouettes of grey.Another glass of wine.Drink with eyes that shine.To dayswithout that chill at morning.Long nights,time out of mind.Draw another gobletfrom the cask of forty-three.Crimson, misty mem`ry,hazy glimpse of me.Give me back my wonder.I`ve something more to give.I guess it doesn`t matter.There`s not much more to,not much more to live.Another foggy dawn.The mountain almost gone.Another doubtful fear.The road is not so clear.My soulgrows ever weary,and the endis ever near.VI. The FountainLook the mist is rising,and the sun is peaking through.See the steps grow lighteras I reach their final few.Hear the dancing waters;I must be drawing near.Feel, my heart is poundingwith embattled hope and fear.The key, the end, the answer,stripped of their disguise.Still it`s al confusion,and tears spring to my eyes.Though I`ve reached a signpost;it`s really not the end.Like old Sol behind the mountain,I`ll be coming up again.Now at last I fall beforeThe Fountain of Lamneth.I thought I would be singing,but I`m tired, out of breath.Many journeys end here,but the secret`s told the same.Life is just the candle,and a dream must give it flame.I`m in motion.I am still.I am crying.I am still.I`m together.I`m apart.I`m foreverat the start.Still, I am.