John


Song Lyrics

Invitation


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First song from the album 'The Gathering of the Krums' by Pye Fyte


Come! Take your place
By the long table
Where his'try is learned
Soon as you're able
And vessels are raised
About its four borders
Anxiously, hopeful
We wait for your call.


Come! Take your seat
And mend with your kindred
The spirit grows weak
In life as we know it
You've earned a retreat
Come, laugh and we'll
Show you
Anxiously, hopeful
Awaiting your call.

 Depth of Time

Wandering through the wilderness
I find myself at times
escaping all the scrapers of a dense and battered sky
The landscape is ever scenic
You can sense a mountain's sigh
Arching upwards,
Ever humble,
It begs to touch the sky

Step into the light
Witness the depth of time
Realize you're here for a moment

Give-in and give-up the fight
And you'll find peace-of-mind
And you won't be missed by the hard-fisted cold world

City life is like a knife
Driven deep into your soul
Where omnipresent clouds of langour
Steal what makes you whole
Arm yourself with the best defense
A mind that needs to dream
Transgression holds no place whithin
The mind that needs to dream...