4. All That Is Taken
He flies thru the air until he finds his aim
He whips out his lash as he swoops down the vein
His whistling sound is an oncoming pain
And you know he has found you again.
You take out your hammer your hook and your crowbar.
You kneel at the wood that you sorted to use.
You must take care to get totally occupied
Before he starts his abuse
Trailing her garments are dream lines and visions
As she soars over crevice and cave.
Her flight is a breath out of old Edens garden,
She found hidden in old Satan’s grave
All that is taken is given again
The seasons return in a ritual dance
We sleep in the moonlight, in daylight we stand
We are man, we are man
You look at the ceiling thru stars stripes and banners
You try to regain what has caused you this hurt
Were you just working on changing your manners
When your whole life turns into a blur
And all you can manage is making your breakfast
And stare at the mountain that looms up ahead
If you start walking will you get somewhere better
Or stay and just slowly get mad
All that is taken is given again
The seasons return in a ritual dance
We sleep in the moonlight, in daylight we stand
We are man, we are man
Trailing her garments are dream lines and visions
As she soars over crevice and cave.
Her flight is a breath out of old Eden’s garden,
She found hidden in old Satan’s grave
Tekst: Trudie van den Bos Muziek: September Opname en productie: Johan Vromans Aquarel: Trudie van den Bos
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