: we drink and drink a subtle poison more in sorrow than in anger our skin is so thin and left to love the sentence we serve our masks discarded
: the family is gathering in silent prayer before the bed where he is laid out beautiful in black and closed eyes only a boy and a brother and a
: the old man sings in the face of fear the circular mantra why are we here the audience is blind to what takes place in the pillory life is a stage
: mount the high horse and dogs will follow the scent of innocence the wars of the roses sounding the charge down in history the hand that offers
: [The full lyrics to Stone Angels are printed in the album booklets. It is a poem written by Keith Waldrop first published in 1997 by homonimous title
: how did we end so far out past praying and past recall to believe in nothing is a faith in itself a lighthouse in the eye of the storm the nightmare
: this is a history of pride and romance such an eerie fantasy when you think about it sins of our fathers their land and nature amusement and abuse
mount the high horse and dogs will follow the scent of innocence the wars of the roses sounding the charge down in history the hand that offers the
the old man sings in the face of fear the circular mantra why are we here the audience is blind to what takes place in the pillory life is a stage
how did we end so far out past praying and past recall to believe in nothing is a faith in itself a lighthouse in the eye of the storm the nightmare
this is a history of pride and romance such an eerie fantasy when you think about it sins of our fathers their land and nature amusement and abuse
the family is gathering in silent prayer before the bed where he is laid out beautiful in black and closed eyes only a boy and a brother and a lover
[The full lyrics to Stone Angels are printed in the album booklets. It is a poem written by Keith Waldrop first published in 1997 by homonimous title
we drink and drink a subtle poison more in sorrow than in anger our skin is so thin and left to love the sentence we serve our masks discarded the