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BreweryYardRat Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Aug-12-06 12:51 AM
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Far beyond the horizon, far beyond the setting sun...
I am carving a way
through barren land
holding on to my memories
they are keeping me alive
making me strong
they're making me stand
hot, dusty canyons
I have been through
My heart is burning for ya
ohh it's bleeding for you

wings of deliverance
bring me home
wings of deliverance
carry me home

and whenever I'm closing my eyes
it is you that I have on my mind
echoes of what I had to leave behind

10.000 miles of torture
10.000 miles of pain
but nothing, nothing is keeping me from ya
I'm coming back to you again

wings of deliverance
bring me home
wings of deliverance
carry me home

held in captivity
in a cold, damp prison cell
locked up in a cage
I have been given hell
but never to be broken
I always did resist
and then I took my chances
to vanish in the mist

wings of deliverance
bring me home
wings of deliverance
carry me home

(Iron Savior, Wings of Deliverance)

Fits my mood at the moment.
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GoddessOfGuinness Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Aug-15-06 03:11 PM
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1. Reminds me of Richard Lovelace


To Althea, from Prison

When Love with unconfinèd wings
Hovers within my gates,
And my divine Althea brings
To whisper at the grates;
When I lie tangled in her hair
And fetter'd to her eye,
The birds that wanton in the air
Know no such liberty.

When flowing cups run swiftly round
With no allaying Thames,
Our careless heads with roses bound,
Our hearts with loyal flames;
When thirsty grief in wine we steep,
When healths and draughts go free—
Fishes that tipple in the deep
Know no such liberty.

When, like committed linnets, I
With shriller throat shall sing
The sweetness, mercy, majesty,
And glories of my King;
When I shall voice aloud how good
He is, how great should be,
Enlargèd winds, that curl the flood,
Know no such liberty.

Stone walls do not a prison make,
Nor iron bars a cage;
Minds innocent and quiet take
That for an hermitage;
If I have freedom in my love
And in my soul am free,
Angels alone, that soar above,
Enjoy such liberty.
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