The Grand Design
(专辑: The Grand Design - 2006)
A
fallow land, a
plan so grand To bring all to its prime A
silver flame, out of where we came It's the
silver flame of time A
sylphlike view, an old mirage A
paragon of beauty A
land of leal under skies divine A
constant glare, given to the
heir The
brightest grand design Memories, ever since time began Holding these, a
perennial plan A
kestrel in sky, a
ship that is hull down It's not just a
try, what happens hereby The
wealth of ideas, inspirited worlds The
essence of pacific being Mesmerize me The
boundless alliance awaits A
sylphlike view, an old mirage A
paragon of beauty A
land of leal under skies divine A
constant glare, given to the
heir The
brightest grand design Vagaries, without a
strain for effect No time to cease, so much left to direct Who sows the
wind, will reap the
whirlwind And mounts the
high horse, discovers a
gale force The
blueprint to found, a
genuine world It's all in the
lap of the
gods Mesmerize me The
boundless alliance awaits A
sylphlike view, an old mirage A
paragon of beauty A
land of leal under skies divine A
constant glare, given to the
heir The
brightest grand design The
brightest grand design Where we go and our spirits flow Beyond we'll come to know Far too late, we see Thrown away this beauty Hear the
last bell's ring Gaia's voice is fading [Repeat] Things may take a
turn Whom it may concern It's not mere child's play A
stony cold stairway But hope and love will never die What happened to you? You took it on the
chin, the
sky overcast This day, will it be your last in line The
lingering sound of hope When all is on the
slope And we find the
bird flown When your sun is set A
stroke of a
genius entombed, a
current of time? The
sense, no reason, no rhyme at all Forever and a
day It's gone to our dismay Does the
grand design fade? A
world seething with rage, is building its own cage Will we reach too soon, times of a
man-made moon Hope and a
strong will to change, is the
force to rearrange Can we move heaven and earth, to ring in a
rebirth When we have our wits about one, and the
last doubt is gone We only follow a
line, our life is part of the
grand design