paroles de chanson Annunciation - Vold Book

The stage is so very far
A million miles away
And the ones who saw you
There, couldn't even say
What they saw that night
Your spirit came alive
Searching for an answer
To make everything alright

With one foot out of the Middle Ages
He sought to paint things as they really are
In relief and perspective, of hue and emotion
He was, the early dawn of the Renaissance
And it is in his spirit, that I go forward

Please don't misinterpret this hymn for
A commodity, to be bought and sold
For some things are still sacred
Some things will never grow old
I feel it in my heart, that there's still a prayer
One that can be spoken and believed
I know there must be something sincere
That still exists after all these years
That we've wrestled with ourselves
We are oh so very tired, but the truth
Is that we've only just begun
Renewal shall take place, underneath the sun
And time will show that the old growth
Will be replaced with a new one

You tried to listen
But could not understand
That this life's a garden
Where you shall have a vision
The first impressions of a seed
Our lives are in great danger
And we cannot run from this
To reverse the rising tide so
Your purpose becomes clear
A hidden communion
And the dream sprouts inside of you

A shot of love is cast into your
Body from a spear; deep into
The belly, of your heart
Now awaken from your fears
It is the morning of the day
The sun is out
Ecstasy rings in your ears
Back on the waterfront, every
Thing's at peace; I hear you cry
But I cannot reach you
If they only knew
If they only knew

An angel, from on high
Comes to you with love
They don't want you to hear
But I intend to speak the words
That my heart tells me to say
As Mother Mary whispers that the gods
Won't intervene, and she says that I am
Asleep, and falling short

To manifest the dream through my
Creations, I seek to influence those to
Come; to continue on the way
Now be your own judge, or go your
Separate way; don't hate me just
Because the bitterness is potent
And the innocence won't last
In such harsh conditions demons
Breed; I am far from perfect, but
I'm with you till the end

Ultimately, I am a vulnerable man; who
Bares all that he can to pierce through
The world to the heart of himself
The sheer cliffs of authenticity
Are a rare climb indeed
For we use ourselves to ascertain
The truth, and can never be certain
That what we see, is not our
Own reflection

It is a lifelong process to know your-
Self amidst the constant change
But with acknowledgement of
Our station, I say to you: be true

The vision has now passed
But I was there too
And I've grown a little bolder
In my ways, in this place where
Angels are born
You can take it from me
The things that we've been shown
Live on, for everyone to see

Prop up your mortal remains
Against the wooden barn
Before you know it
You are gone
Into the darkness of the psyche
Unknowable; or tarry on