LYRICS
There’s a river of knowledge flowing by
Acknowledge. It never runs dry
Take a drink… give ‘er a try
Acknowledge. It never runs dry
Some drink deeply from the river of knowledge
While others perch parched
Quagmire. Quandary. Parked or a lurch?
Can ya dive from your ledge
Into the river of knowledge
There’s a river of knowledge flowing by
Acknowledge. It’s never gonna die
Take a drink… give ‘er a try
Be a dredge? Or, learn to fly
Some drink deeply from the river of knowledge
While others perch parched
Quagmire. Quandary. Parked or a lurch?
Can ya dive from your ledge
Into the river of knowledge
Non-lexical vocables, which may be mixed with meaningful text, are a form of nonsense syllable used in a wide variety of music. A common English example would be “la la la”.
Non-lexical vocables are used in Blackfoot music and other Native American music, Pygmy music, the music of the Maldives and Irish Music, Highland Scots music. Vocables frequently act as formal markers, indicating the beginning and end of phrases, sections or songs themselves, and also as onomatopoeic references, cueing devices, and other purposes. — Wikipedia
LYRICS
The pain of falling on your ass
Hopin’, prayin’ it will pass
Slippin’ on the ice ain’t nice
No satisfaction from the lack of friction (no traction)
The experience of the fall
Didn’t really hurt at all
In fact, it was only the impact… The End of my end
The pain of falling on your ass
Hopin’, prayin’ it will pass
Before the lure of the door shall entice… think twice
Jack falls down and breaks his crown
… and Jill comes tumbling after
A total disaster
A total dis-assed-her
LYRICS
Gonna meet ’em at the crossroads
Shadow forebodes
Takin’ the guitar
Crusade bizarre
Gonna see ’em… not gonna sell ’em
What will be the toll to keep my soul?
No matter our burden
No matter our loads
Soul’s not for sale
Nooooo, can not sell
Even if we ain’t Eden’s
… it surely beats hell
Gonna meet ’em at the crossroads
Not gonna give in
#uck Satan’s sin
There ain’t (no) concedin’
Plain enough… easy to tell
Even if we ain’t Eden’s
… it surely beats hell
If ya gotta wrestle the devil
Better wear a righteous cape
’cause when you’re messin’ with evil
Your soul might not escape
Still…
If we ain’t Eden’s,
… surely beats hell’s
Ascend from the Prince of Darkness
Confess hell is a mess
Rise up from the weasel conclave
No longer Beelzebub’s slave
LYRICS
I’m wondering if love comes in degrees
“Love you more… that’s for sure!”
Come a little closer. Give me a squeeze
“Love you more… that’s for sure!”
Where does it start? Where does it end?
The difference between lover and friend
Do the degrees just tend to blend
Can it bend to offend… unfriend?
I’ll give you warmth so you don’t freeze
“Love you more… that’s for sure!”
Lift you up like a warm summer breeze
“Love you more… that’s for sure!”
LYRICS
Wake up in the morning
With a yearning and burning
Creating a song before the setting sun
Wake up in the morning
With a yearning for learning
Turning “to be” into done
Wake up in the morning
Wheels churning for loving
Starting out with any/every one
Take a little bit of wit
And turn it into enlightenment
Sugarcoat it with entertainment
So, the truth will be easy to swallow
And the masses more likely to follow
You realize it’s not a compromise
Shinning light onto The Shadow