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The Alchemy Index, Vols. III & IV: Air & Earth (15.04.2008)
15.04.2008
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Woke up to a brand new skyline
We licked our wounds and mourn the dead
Swallow the story hook and sinker
Is that what we meant when we said
That we never would forget?

Are we fools and cowards all
To let them cover up their lies?
Cause we all watched the buildings fall
Watched the scales fall from our eyes

A fire burns beneath Manhattan
Still we breathe with broken lungs
We act like none of this matters
Is that what we meant When we said
That we'd sing what must be sung?

Are we fools and cowards all
To let them cover up their lies?
Cause we all watched the buildings fall
Watched the scales fall from our eyes

We want answers
Scream from the roofs
We want justice
We want the truth

. . .


It's coming down
These clouds could never save us
From such a juggernaut of weight
Your dance and jingle cabaret
It's coming down
The shadow's forming on the pavement
We face a watershed of hate
Just miles apart the world's away

The sky is falling
And no one will live the last sea
The sky is falling
And no one will care as long as it lands over seas

It's coming down
This ship could never save me
My family floats sudden death
If we could leave, we would have left
It's coming down
My little girl is just a baby
And I'm scared that she wont make her teens
My fear just fuels the hate machine

The sky is falling
And no one will live the last sea
The sky is falling
And no one will care as long as it lands over seas

I'm going to be strong enough
And not let my fear decide my fate
Surrounded by dream goers
I don't want any part of this

I want to be strong enough
To not let my terror turn to hate
Surrounded by dream goers
I don't want any part of this

. . .


Well you know I hardly speak
When I do, it's just for you
I haven't said a word in weeks
Cause they've been keepin' me from you

There's a way where there's a will
You know I got no need for stairs
Step out on the window sill
Fall with me into the air

Here we go, hold on tight and don't let go
I won't ever let you fall
I love the night, flying o'er these city lights
But I love you most of all

And there's something you should know
Girl you should have died that day
and you fell reaching for the rose
but baby I was there to save you

So, here we go, hold on tight and don't let go
I won't ever let you fall
I love the night, flying o'er these city lights
But I love you most of all

Here we go, hold on tight and don't let go
I won't ever let you fall
I love the night, flying o'er these city lights
But I love you most of all

. . .


I stand on the cliffs with my son next to me
This island our prison, our home
And everyday we look out at the sea
This place is all he's ever known

"But I've got a plan," He sung
Wax and some string, some feathers I stole from a bird
We leap from the cliff and we hear the wind sing a song thats too perfect for words

But son, please keep a steady wing
And know your the only one that means anything to me
Steer clear of the sun, or you'll find yourself in the sea

Now safely away, I let out a cry
"We'll make the mainland by noon"
But Icarus climbs higher still in the sky
Maybe I've spoken too soon

But son, please keep a steady wing
And know your the only one that means anything to me
Steer clear of the sun, or you'll find yourself in the sea
Wont you look at your wings
They're coming undone
They're splitting at the seams
Steer clear of the sun, for once wont you listen to me?

Oh God!
Why is this happening to me?
All I wanted was new life for my son to grow up free
And now you took the only thing that meant anything to me
I'll never fly again, I'll hang up my wings
Oh God!
Why is this happening to me?
All I wanted was new life for my son to grow up free
And now you took the only thing that meant anything to me
I'll never fly again, I'll hang up my wings
Oh God!

. . .


Mother crow
Feels no pain
Speaks no word
Speckled egg
Hatching slow
Bible black
Baby bird

One day
Fly over me

Placed you in
Flannel coat
Months fly by
Grow your bones
Feathers, skin
Bible black
By and by

You will spread your wings

One day
Fly over me

. . .


From tender years you took me for granted,
But still I deigned to wander through your lungs.
While you were sleeping soundly in your bed,
(Your drapes were silver wings, your shutters flung)
I drew the poison from the summer's sting,
And eased the fire out of your fevered skin.
I mored in you and stirred your soul to sing;
And if you'd let me I would more again.
I've danced 'tween sunlit strands of lover's hair;
Helped form the final words before your death.
I've pitied you and plied your sails with air;
Gave blessing when you rose upon my breath.
And after all off this I am amazed,
That I am cursed far more than I am praised.

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I speak in many tongues to many men;
Argue with angels and I always win,
But I don't know the first thing about love.

I prophesy and know all mysteries;
All hidden things are opened up to me
But I don't know the first thing about love

I have the keys to open any door;
I give all of my possessions to the poor,
But I don't know the first thing about love

And moving mountains ain't nothing to me;
I've faith enough to cast them to the sea,
But I don't know the first thing about love

But all other things shall fade away;
While love stands alone and still holds sway
All other things shall fade away;
Into the ground into the grey.

I give my body up unto the flames;
And never once have I denied your name
But I don't know the first thing about love.

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It's not what you think
Just one more little bet
Just another cigarette
Just one more drink

So lend me just a little more
You know cancer can't catch me
Let's have another drink or three
Don't be a bore

But oh, don't I know
I'm just digging my own grave
Someone else please save myself from me
And oh, lord I know
I'm just digging my own grave
Can someone save myself from me?

I look, I don't touch
It's really no big deal
I'll quit it when I feel I've seen enough
Oh, don't call it an affair
It's just a little fling
She doesn't mean a thing to me, I swear

But oh, don't I know
I'm just digging my own grave
Someone else please save myself from me
And oh, lord I know
I'm just digging my own grave
Someone save myself from me

. . .


[Originally By Frodus]

I hear these times are the end. And another one must fall down.
I don't think I believe it. When another one must fall down.
Give us the distance. And another one will fall down.

The sun in the open sky. Fall down.
Stare back into my own eyes. Fall down.
A stranger in my own skin. Fall down.

One decade later. And another one must fall down.
The earth isn't humming. I watched them all fall down.
Fell into the sound in front of me. Unchanged by those around.
Directionless. An open sea. We'll watch as time tumbles down.

. . .


The lion's outside of your door
The wolf's in your bed
The lion's claws are sharpened for war
The wolf's teeth are red

And what a monstrous sight he makes
Walking man's best friend
And both the wolf and lion crave
The same thing in the end

The lion's outside of your door
The wolf's your bed

The wolf, he howls
The lion does roar
The wolf lets him in
The lion runs in through the door
The real fun begins
As they both thrash upon you and
Rip open your flesh
The lion eats his fill and then
The wolf cleans up the mess

The lion's outside of your door
The wolf's in your bed

. . .


Come all you weary with your heavy loads
Lay down your burdens find rest for your souls
Cause my yoke is easy and my burden is kind
I’ll take yours upon me and you can take mine

Come all you weary move through the earth
You've been spurned at fine restaurants and kicked out of church
Got a couple of loaves sit down at my feet
Lend me your ears and break bread with me

Come all you weary
Come gather round near me
Find rest for your souls

Come all you weary, you crippled you lame
I’ll help you along you can lay down your canes
We’ve got a long way to go but we’ll travel as friends
The lights growing bright further on further in

Come all you weary
Come gather round near me
Find rest for your souls

Rest for your souls

Come all you weary
Come gather round near me
Find rest for your souls

Rest for your souls [x3]

. . .


Dear prodigal you are my son and I
Supplied you not your spirit, but your shape.
All Eden's wealth arrayed before your eyes;
I fathomed not you wanted to escape.

And though I only ever gave you love,
Like every child you've chosen to rebel.
Uprooted flow'rs and filled the holes with blood;
Ask not for whom they toll, the solemn bells.

A child of dust, to mother now return;
For every seed must die before it grows.
And though above the world may toil and turn,
No prying spades will find you here below.

Now safe beneath their wisdom and their feet
Here I will teach you truly how to sleep.

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