Текст песни Children of the Sun - Alexander Theatre Sessions - Poets of the Fall
Parallel
to
life
There's
a
wisdom
that
seems
out
of
reach
Like
a
figure
of
speech
In
a
maze
of
white
lies
So
elusive
it's
hard
to
recognize
With
naivety's
eyes
It's
like
running
with
a
knife
The
thought
steals
away
with
your
peace
And
high
on
that
trapeze
You
hold
on
to
me
You
hold
on
to
me
And
I'll
be
singing
you
Songs
of
tomorrow
And
then
dawn
will
follow
And
our
sorrows
all
undone
When
you're
done
with
all
the
strife
When
they
echo
the
minds
in
the
streets
You
know
your
heart
beats
A
solitary
call
For
a
change
in
the
tone
of
it
all
You'll
be
scaling
that
wall
And
the
higher
you
climb
The
more
you
can
see
of
this
life
On
the
edge
of
that
knife
You
hold
on
to
me
Hold
on
to
me
And
I'll
be
singing
you
Songs
of
tomorrow
And
then
dawn
will
follow
And
our
sorrows
all
undone
Yeah,
I'll
be
singing
you
Songs
of
tomorrow
And
then
dawn
will
follow
We
are
children
of
the
sun
And
you
know
you
can
take
this
story
Take
your
glory
Make
your
own
way
Yeah,
I
want
you
to
shake
this
story
Take
your
glory
Find
your
way
Make
your
own
way
And
I'll
be
singing
you
Songs
of
tomorrow
And
then
dawn
will
follow
And
our
sorrows
all
undone
Yeah,
I'll
be
singing
you
Songs
of
tomorrow
And
then
dawn
will
follow
We
are
children
of
the
sun
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