All The Pain

Far gone in my weariness An enduring pain of all the days gone by The Gods are silence, the palace of wisdom emptied You took me away to a blank place, once painted Where I lay once, where I loved once So fine the mould and feature of our life

All the pain of a dream gone by Of this world departed so far from me Hmm, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa Hmm, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa Tremor of wind on my back Splash of rain on my face All the pain of our days gone by

The dawn of day awakes my soul Through the light of the day I charm my way Seeking the wisdom of the Gods Ease all the pain of my heart Leave no stone unturned No tears to wipe clean from my face

Hmm, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa All the pain of my soiled apparel All the pain of my being All the pain of my soul Where to go in the light of a new day I take my rein and raised my whip into the wind on my face

What of a life I was born Who stood the test of time in a blank place, once painted with love The clatter of the voices all around But where are the Gods, so silent in my prayers I lash out at the sight of me, all the pain of fear All the pain of a life I’ve lived When do I turn the page When can I bathe in a golden light of the day

All the pain of a crying soul So loud my tears, I drown out the whisper of the Gods The wisdom of my own soul I drown out of the sound of my own voice, the whisper of the Gods In all the pain, my heart urges me into silence In all the pain, so gently it subsides in the silence of my own heart