Sabine Edelsbacher

Arcana (2001)

3. The Palace

A PLACE OF POWER`S RISING
A PLACE SO DEEP WITHIN
IN THAT STORMY NIGHT WHEN I CAME IN

THE FENCE THAT PENNED ME IN
IN TIMES WHEN MY HEART TRIED TO FLEE
FROM THE SERPENT CAMOUFLAGE`S MELODY

(PRE-CHORUS)
THE CORIDORS I`M WALKING
THE WALLS POINT WAITS AT ME
THE PICTURES IN THEIR ANCIENT FRAMES
HAVE EYES BUT WILL NOT SEE

(CHORUS)
ONE SILENT SCREAM
CAME STRAIGHT INTO MY DREAM
AM I STILL HERE IN THESE
UNWRITTEN PAGES OF STORIES
THE SPOKEN WORD
IS OFTEN QUITE UNHEARD
IN THIS OLD GALLERY
OF SPLENDID UNBROKEN MEMORY
I CAN HEAR
THE PALACE IN YOUR HEART WILL GROW
UNCOVERED THE RIVERS WILL FLOW

PLASTIC BALLS OF FORLORN MEMORIES
ROLLING ON AND ON
FOR ONE MORE WISH YOU`RE YEARNING AND THE`RE GONE

THE VALLEYS OF YOUR SOUL
THEY STILL CAN LET THE LIGHT SHINE IN
THE SYMMETRY OF YOUR HEART GROWS WITHIN

(PRE-CHORUS)
THE MOURNING HOURS ARE HISTORY
IN MY ENCHANTED LAND
THE BELFRY DIES AWAY DOWN HERE
THE ROAD SHALL HAVE NO END

(CHORUS)

FOR YEARS I`VE TRIED TO FEEL
FOR YEARS I`VE TURNED THE WHEEL
FOR ALL THAT`S SAID AND DONE IT IS SO CLEAR
THE CRYSTAL MOMENTS SHINE ABOVE ETERNAL NIGHTS OF FEAR
IN HERE

(CHORUS)