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Adventure from the days of oldAdventure from the days of oldThe days of Adventuringlie forgotten in the days of oldsitting now looking across the distant skywondering where it has gone so long agoA child standing on a hillsoon to grow olderlooks over the distant skywishing for the adventures from the days of oldThe child slowly growing oldersets off towards the distant shoreoff to seek that which he searches forthe adventures from the days of oldOf glory and battle and men who fight for honorhe dreams as the ship sets sailheading towards that which he seeksthe adventures of the days of oldThe child is a child no longerinto his teenage years he searchesso desperately hoping to find it allto find the Adventures of oldTime goes and passes through the agesnow an adult he goes on searchingnever giving up on his faiththat one day he will find the adventures of oldHe will not find it in this lifehe has grown old through timesoon to close his eyes for the last timeas he dreams of the adventures
FrustratedFrustratedIt is so frustratingstanding and sittingconstantly waitingfor something I do not have
Dream of DeathDream of DeathHere I lie in a pool of bloodlooking up at the sky abovethinking on how morbid this may seemas I lie dying here in my dream
All My knowledgeAll My knowledgeAll my knowledge has seem to passmy head now filled with senseless trashwhat I use to know I know no longermaking me feel quite somberEverything I once knew in my headis now filled with things that made it diemaybe I should read a book insteadyet here I am as I wonder whyThere were things I knew how to dothings that I know no longeras I try and figure it all outsometimes I feel as if I just want to shoutI have so many ideasideas that I could have made workyet I play mindless gameswhich keep me from obtaining my own fame
Flowing MistFlowing MistSee it there swirling through the airwhat it is we cannot sayfor what it is it will not stayperhaps will come back one daypatterns many it continually makeslike an intricate dancesomething that will disappearat but a mere touchour eyes follow its movementyet can never tellwhat it will ever beno longer sure if it's for us to seethe eerie movement passes to our mindfor what it is we will never findbeing there within our sightleaving behind it's eternal bite
Dancing GypsyDancing GypsyDancing Gypsy gliding through the airas we all stop to watch and stareenchanting us without a careas she dances flying through the airputting us all into a trancewe cannot help but watch her dancesuch beauty for us all to seehers she will make us be.lost under her spellwhere we must go we can never tellbecoming hers when we felllost forever within her spella warning to you others fairif you see a dancing gypsy bewarefor it will be unto you a snareshe will draw you in without a care.