SKEPTICISM LYRICS

1. Calla

At the gate
Calmly I wait
Mild wind of the evening
May not be cold
Alive I feel
That I may not be
Slowly time passes

A touch of eternity
Like the moment
I first met You

Narrow path
Old grey bridge
Water as still as silence
Inviting
It is not yet time

By the path
Calla lilies
Pale in the night
Colorless in starlight

As long as it takes
I am prepared for this

At dawn You arrive
Together we cross the grey bridge
And enter the valley
Of calla lilies

2. The Intertwined

I stand tall
Strong against the wind
Until the end of the path
Until the very last day
You are right behind me
I am never alone

As I proceed
I am never lost
You will hold on to me
You will be my guide
Your tender grip
No distance will grow

In my solitude
There is more
Than meets the eye
Your embrace keeps away
Cold every night
Us two to see as one

Any direction I proceed
They all lead towards
You
Intertwined in spirit
In unity
Only one shadow we cast

Every moment
As I breathe
You are beside me
There is a word to describe
Us my companion
Love

I stand tall
Strong against the wind
Until the end of the path
Until the very last day
You are right behind me
I am never alone

3. The March of the Four

One
Waiting by a bridge
A stranger to oneself
Vision to follow
Distance to endure
A stream one chose not to cross

Two
Proceeding through waves of time
Away from this moment
Reduced from those to come
As the rising day vanishes
A day that will never be

Three
Motionless on their journey
Close by yet unreachable
Divided to distance within oneself
What once was present but now gone
Once a strong shape a mere shadow

Four
One by one the lights suffocate
To silence the voices gravitate
Gallantly proceeding
The March of the Four

4. Passage

Only a pale light greets me as I arrive
Empty corridor as I enter
Pulpit at the end
I was there
Words drown as the walls give way

The grand division
Roaring pipes surround me
Reaching towards the sky
Growing like massive trunks
Notes with faces
Ascending to darkness
Trunks with a voice
The grand division

Once inside
Bright like a city of silver
Calm like a morning lake
Buried in the dust of time
Forgotten and faded away
Found through the passage
Explored like a forest

The grand division
Roaring pipes surround me
Ascending to darkness
Trunks with a voice
The grand division

5. The Inevitable

A day will rise
A day like none before
Something that is
Tomorrow will be no more

Oak that starts cracking
May heal over time
Oak that starts cracking
May be beyond repair

Some things are solid
Will stay and remain
Others in time
Will vanish in thin air

When a change is final
The inevitable descends
That is the thought
The touch of the inevitable

It is here
Accept the inevitable
Embrace
The beauty of loss

Accept the inevitable
Let go
Undone forever
Accept the inevitable

It is now
It is now
Accept the inevitable

6. The Swan and the Raven

Expect the Swan
When winter departs
A call at dusk
A response at dawn

Expect the Raven every day
Heard but not seen
Darkness in the voice
Light under the wings

Behold - the Swan is black
Gliding in the light of the sky
Different in form from voice
Essence hidden in blind sight
In the brightest light lies the dark
In the deepest dark grows the light

The Swan departs
Wings at dusk
Form in the distance

The Raven stays
One day or another
Its form to reveal

Wait for the Swan
Before she appears

Behold - the Raven is white
Gliding in the dark of the sky
Different in form from voice
Essence hidden in blind sight
In the brightest light lies the dark
In the deepest dark grows the light







SKEPTICISM LYRICS