♦ Stratovarius ♦

Once upon a time I was the scribe of all my dreams
I’ve seen the years turn into dust, now feel the rust in me
I’ve walked the shores of Avalon, I’ve seen the seasons change
I’ve laughed and cried, I’ve lived and died, but only on the page.

Now all I have, all I am
All I ever was is here, on the page
It’s all the same, it never mattered anyway
It’s all a lie so let it burn.

All empty words and all rhymes will fade
As the light of last candle flickers away
If the story is over, this chapter my last
Let it be my best one, let it be my own.

I hope it’s not too late to learn to live and learn to love
I yearn to fight, to turn the tide before the tender dark
For I never drew the sword from stone, there’s no Helen in my Troy
I stand alone, I stand forgotten, just gazing into the void.

Come night, test my will, test my soul
Test my faith and test my heart, torn apart
Make me strong, make me whole again and
Guide through the dark till the morning comes.
 
All empty words and all rhymes will fade
As the light of last candle flickers away
If the story is over, this chapter my last
Let it be my best one, let it be my own.

"Depends. What depends? Of depending how you look all depends."

 

理解・・・じゃない。

"The king dreams he is a king, and lives
in this deception commanding,
disposing of, reigning, ruling,
And the applause, thus on loan received
so gets in the wind written.
And in ashes Death
will turn him - great disgrace!
Who will dare so to govern
seeing himself come awake
to the sorry dream of Death? 

The rich one dreams of his riches
which more care and comfort yields him;
the poor one dreams that he suffers
his sheer misery and poverty.
Dreams he who to live begins,
and he who toils and pretends,
and he who grieves and offends
and in the world, in conclusion,
they all thus what they are dream
although no one will so see it. 

I dream that I am in here
with these chains and prisons burdened
yet I dreamt that I in other,
more fulsome state saw myself.
What is life? A frantic moment,
What is life? But an illusion,
but a shadow, but a fiction,
and the greatest good is small:
for life is all but a dream
and dreams are just that, they're dreams."

Oh... I already am.