LYRICS

Future Legends

Decision (Based on poem by Touche, a Fruupp roadie)

The darkness spreads and spoke of sin
And hides the sign to welcome-in.
Another day begins to say,
The things you did you’ll do again.

Life just seems to be a bore,
It has no meaning anymore.
You could forget the loneliness
And bring yourself to happiness,
It’s your own ... Decision.

Evening seems to furnish life
And then assures them of a strife
You can’t explain just how you feel.
You only know just what is real,

Life just wasn’t what it seemed,
Something more than I had dreamed.
It has a meaning in the seal,
Happiness you turn to me
It is your own ... Decision.


As Day Breaks with Dawn

Must say about a free day,
Trying to make my hand,
And it’s OK, it’s a love game,
That your playing and when the day is born.
When life is on, you can’t sing,
You want strange things.
You want sad things,
You won’t let me go away.

Heaven and Hell both the same,
Play the game feel insane,
All of me a strange desire,
I want to jump straight in the fire.Ah, burning days, burning nights,
Nothing changed there is no light.

And when light comes on,
And the day breaks with dawn,
Outside nothings gained while you weep,
With me, your lives one day born for the death which call.
Your mind looks at gold as the day breaks with dawn.

Must say about a free day,
Trying to make my hand,
And it’s OK, it’s a love game,
That your playing and when the day is born.
When life is on, you can’t sing,
You want strange things.
You want sad things,
You won’t let me go away.

Heaven and Hell both the same,
Play the game feel insane,
All of me a strange desire,
I want to jump straight in the fire.Ah, burning days, burning nights,
Nothing changed there is no light.

And when light comes on,
And the day breaks with dawn,
Outside nothings gained while you weep,
With me, your lives one day born for the death which call.
Your mind looks at gold as the day breaks with dawn.

Day breaks with dawn,
The night has gone as the day comes on.

Day breaks with dawn,
The night has gone as the day comes on.

Day breaks with dawn,
The night has gone as the day comes on.

Day breaks with dawn,
The night has gone as the day comes on.


Graveyard Epistle

Oh how my mind corrodes,
As the sanity of it explodes.
Traveling siners of time,
Passing as the bells do chime.
Saw you in the moonlight,
Stoney eyes that showed you are crying.
What vision do you see in the south,
I do believe, go with us.
The heart is cried,
Sent away the tide.
People smell just with a bed,
Until they heard the crying head.

What can I do?
Sit beside this graveyard to,
Must life be sad for the season,
Instead of living for a reason?

Season wore a meaning,
But it’s path was cleared for a meaning.
We must start to defy,
Please go away and hide.

Look over there,
See the smoke happens to float
And start the choke flutters down from up above,
Don’t look down in a flood.


Lord of the Incubus

Hey mister won’t you tell me,
What is it that you see.
Is there something over there,
We’re all too blind to see.
I hope it’s not old Juggernaut,
who’s come to feel his way.
From things I’ve read,
perhaps you’ve heard,
he’s death wrapped up in grey.

It seems unwise to dexologise,
when you don’t know what’s for sure.
Be my friend and tell me please,
is it death or is it more?
He looks a lot like a phoenix flop,
but he seems a friend to you.
We don’t know what’s happening here,
please tell us what to do?

Come all aboard this crumbling ship,
If you want to take my trips.
For those of you who crawl in doubt,
Least you scream within without.
Conceal that artificial fuss.
Do not neglect his eyes have sussed.
For he’s the Lord of the Incubus,
And in his mind his dreams bring lust.


Olde Tyme Future

Look up above.
What’s there to see.
The walls of thine castle.
Be gone, we are free.
Look all around.
Now what’s there to say.
Thank Christ for our spirit.
We are born on this day.

Strange habits of violence,
Have come from the past.
Gestures of hatred,
Natives outcast.
The olde tyme future
Is crumbling at last.
Now Ireland’s the chooser,
And Her’s is the task.


Song for a Thought

I went out this morning to see the day arrive,
Went by the river watch the water flowing by.

News came from blackbirds to follow by her side.
They’ll have their fun,
She’s overrun, going click and black with wine.

My name is Mr. Midget Frog living with fire.
A fool so disillusion, I just don’t give a Damn.

These things which came upon one.
They stay all day and night.
Won’t someone listen to me and
Let me see the light.


Future Legends

Well I know when I go where I’m going,
well I know that I know when I get there.

I don’t know where I’m at
and I don’t really care,
I just know I’m here,
and I know I’m there,
and I didn’t know I knew.