Текст песни Write - Liquid Sound

Maybe there′s time, this time

Fair
Write
Kind
Right
So fair
Write
And time

Onto page nine
He saw the first chapter was titled His Life
And so many words he felt weren't right
Yet just the fact of being written about is kind

Fair
Right
No restraint
What′s kind
Write
Of my pen and tongue

Fair
Write
Freedom of speech

What's kind
Right
Of my pen and tongue

Fair
Right
No restraint

What's kind
Freedom of speech
Of my pen and tongue

Fair
Write
Whatever you want
Write

Now to page 10
What else could be written to increase the pain
Any more drama might drive him insane
We′ll leave it to the words upon the page
And time
Will tell us
Whether or not he′ll succeed or fail

Bring him to the gates of heaven or hell
We'll leave it to the words upon the page
And time

Fair
Right
No restraint

What′s kind
Write
Of my pen and tongue

Fair
Write
Freedom of speech

What's kind
Right
Of my pen and tongue

Fair
Right
No restraint

What′s kind
Freedom of speech
Of my pen and tongue

Fair
Write
Whatever you want
Write

Ladies and Gentlemen
Tonight he will bring all the skeletons only one knows
To the light of this Broadway stage which is now his throne
Unless his big comeback is overthrown by her column
I write what I feel, Of the tabloid that now groans
And I say what I want
In power and stature
Sucking out the soul of another artist
And worldwide distribution
I write what I feel
We'll leave it to the words upon the page
And say what I want
And time

Fair
Right
No restraint

What′s kind
Write
Of my pen and tongue

Fair
Write
Freedom of speech

What's kind
Right
Of my pen and tongue

Fair
Right
No restraint

What's kind
Freedom of speech
Of my pen and tongue

Fair
Write
Whatever you want
Write

Fair
Right
No restraint

What′s kind
Write
Of my pen and tongue

Fair
Write
Freedom of speech

What′s kind
Right
Of my pen and tongue

And finally page 12
Beneath the theater becomes his home
In and out of sewers ashamed and alone
Cursed by the power of the pen
And time has told us whether or not he succeeded or failed
Wound up at the gates of heaven or hell
We left it to the words upon the page
And time

Fair
Right
No restraint

Whats kind
Write
Of my pen and tongue

Fair
Write
Freedom of speech

Whats kind
Right
Of my pen and tongue

And time
Sucking out the soul of another artist
We left it to the words upon the page