| KING CRIMSON lyrics - The Court Of The Crimson King (McDonald/Sinfield) The rusted chains of prison moons Are shattered by the sun. I walk a road, horizons change The tournament's begun. The purple piper plays his tune, The choir softly sing; Three lullabies in an ancient tongue, For the court of the crimson king. The keeper of the city keys Put shutters on the dreams. I wait outside the pilgrim's door With insufficient schemes. The black queen chants the funeral march, The cracked brass bells will ring; To summon back the fire witch To the court of the crimson king. The gardener plants an evergreen Whilst trampling on a flower. I chase the wind of a prism ship To taste the sweet and sour. The pattern juggler lifts his hand; The orchestra begin. As slowly turns the grinding wheel In the court of the crimson king. On soft gray mornings widows cry The wise men share a joke; I run to grasp divining signs To satisfy the hoax. The yellow jester does not play But gentle pulls the strings And smiles as the puppets dance In the court of the crimson king. use the link to hear the song though not performed by King Crimson. I believe is from a Steve Hackett tour. [link] |






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Luke 12:24 Consider the ravens: for they neither sow nor reap; which neither have storehouse nor barn; and God feedeth them: how much more are ye better than the fowls?
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And as he spoke I felt a deep desire
To free the world of its fear and pain
And help the people to feel free again. From The Wizard" by Hensley/Clark (Uriah Heep)
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Luke 12:24 Consider the ravens: for they neither sow nor reap; which neither have storehouse nor barn; and God feedeth them: how much more are ye better than the fowls?
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There are only two ways of spreading light -
to be the candle or the mirror that reflects it.
- Edith Wharton
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Luke 12:24 Consider the ravens: for they neither sow nor reap; which neither have storehouse nor barn; and God feedeth them: how much more are ye better than the fowls?
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And as he spoke I felt a deep desire
To free the world of its fear and pain
And help the people to feel free again. From The Wizard" by Hensley/Clark (Uriah Heep)
Visit ~MutualEndeavers collaborations of *LaColombeDeDeuil and wizillusions
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And as he spoke I felt a deep desire
To free the world of its fear and pain
And help the people to feel free again. From The Wizard" by Hensley/Clark (Uriah Heep)
Visit ~MutualEndeavers collaborations of *LaColombeDeDeuil and wizillusions
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