Tales of Origin - Through Virgin Eyes [promo] (2008)

A Colourful Tree

Born I was into the grimmest of worlds,
All with no meaning confusion in swirls
I had sworn never to show kindness again
But before me you stood pleading unchained

All weight is lift off me, all is blooming and free
We can stay here you see, under this colorful tree

And if by chance you feel for me, like I do of you
I give praise to the one who sent me to you
In darkness and fears your heart is still mine
We will shed no more tears; we will no more go blind

All weight is lift off me, all is blooming and free
We can stay here you see, under this colorful tree

My mind was asleep, for nothing at all
I wandered in shadows, naked I fall
But your presence surrounds me with great harmony
Life calls to me, brings me comfort you see

You can be for me my search of harmony
On my hands you can trust, never be far from me

All weight is lift off me, all is blooming and free
We can stay here you see, under this colorful tree
All weight is lift off me, all is blooming and free
We can stay here you see, under this colorful tree

Inner sight

All alone, I’m running in the dark, escape a fallen dream that I have seen
The moonlight shine, so secret in the sky, I look around but there will be no way out

A desperate voice screaming in my head, a frozen shadow that blinds my sight
Inside I feel that I can’t get it out, I try to hold my breath until it is gone

Escape the dark, to find peace of mind
White light shines bright, lift my inner sight
I feel so cold, when I reach out my hands, I try to see why it happens so fast

I close my eyes, no intentions to cry, I faced my demons to many times
Escape the dark, to find peace of mind
White light shines bright, lift my inner sight

I’m lost in the dark; I can’t find home, is it my need? Is it my call?
I’m losing control, my faith have fallen, and I have to break free,
Now I know what it takes from me to hold on
Now I face up and see there will be no more fears for me

Escape the dark, to find peace of mind
White light shines bright, lift my inner sight
Escape the dark, to find peace of mind
White light shines bright, lift my inner sight

Spirit of dreams

Meet me at the dawn where the forest turns red,
Where the lake lies in mist and the dead are awake
As you lay down beside me all grey turns to gold
Enter the night let the dreams come alive

Call wise spirit of dreams
Walk wild in a dream foreseen
Spoken are words in thousand of tongues
Here the past speak of life beyond

If you’re in need then drink of my wine
I will warm you and hold you in coldest of nights
In the light of fire I will dance for you
In the light of the moon I will always be true

Call wise spirit of dreams
Walk wild in a dream foreseen
Spoken are words in thousand of tongues
Here the past speak of life beyond

When the morning arrives you awake in my arms
We give life to the day and give praise to the sun
Shadows will fall as we live to be free
We will call to the spirit of dreams

I fall without you stay in my arms
I’m calling out for your hands
I need your truth
Hold med and carry me thru

Call wise spirit of dreams
Walk wild in a dream foreseen
Spoken are words in thousand of tongues
Here the past speak of life beyond

Threnody in the wind

Sad tunes are heard a threnody in the wind
Across the land, it lies in the wind
A foreign voice a distant horizon
He sighs and plays in trance it seems

He bleeds as he remembers her
Calling to reach her on the other side
She rests in silent peace but as he turns he sees her face
A glimpse of beauty she awaits him, whispering his name

He holds her by the hand, touches her face
She smiles, her hair let out in curls alive
He looks her in the eyes, she returns to stay
She will never leave him now; he will never let her go again

Standing on a cliff she tells him to cry no more
He embraces her body, closes his eyes and flies
They will be forever
A threnody in the wind

Never To Be Felt Until It’s Lost

Strange how your eyes appeal me
Landscapes where I Iost my direction
Visual mirrors from within
Confusing my reflection

Full are the words
of hate and despair
In a world of illusion I wander alone
Trapped in a spell of nowhere

Romanticised reality
Dishonest in its lair
Like a ghost of origin

Respectable on the outside
Maintain a front of sense
You knew it better than me
I couldn’t care less in my defence

Blinded by shapes from the past
You saw me through
Consumed by the stage that I’m at
I can’t reach for you

Tales from the past runs high and low
Calculating hands of thee
Veracious words rebound
Overwhelming me

Repressed my belief and the crowd went mad
My will in their hands
And everything that came out from me
Interpret by foreign thoughts
Blamed the world får my sins
and yet in the end

I was still the one carrying
What would soon become a misscariage
Pain growing inside of me
Violate my soul

Pervaded my brain
Great loss
Never to be felt until it´s lost
Cutting words spltting me in peaces
Insides spread on the outside
Published me from a to z
Suicide, illusion of pride

The Poet
"Old Johnny Boy"

There are some stories about old Johnny boy
A man who was wise and strong
But he drunk to much, old whiskey and Beer
You know what I’m talking about
He’s spirit has walked over the hills
And the seas whispering he’s name
You could hear he’s voice he talked with the wind
The man who lives in your heart

Here’s the poet who draws his own lines
Here’s the man and he’s spirit flies through the sky
Like an eagle flies so free up in the sky
I feel so warm inside, like Johnny stood here beside

The story of old Johnny boy never dies
I heard a new one to day
And the wind touch my soul, and I heard a song
While the mist lies over the fields
And I saw a shadow on the hills one day
I think it was Johnny a saw
The man was poet the man was a fool
The ghost who lives in your heart

Here’s the poet who draws his own lines
Here’s the man and he’s music lays in the air

And when the children sing his songs once again
I feel so sad inside, like Johnny stood here beside
Here’s the poet who draws his own lines

Here’s the man who lives in your heart and minds
Here’s the poet who draws his own lines
Here’s the man who always will be in your life