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Awake!
05:35
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I. Older than the mountains,
Wilder than the sea,
Brighter than the blazing dawn:
This soul that has been given...
To you... and me...
It's you... and me.
Wake up with an open heart again!
II. It's not the end, we'll start again, don't try to fight it.
You can't escape this bleeding heart, so don't deny it.
The tears of joy, the sorrow's weight, they're here to teach you.
Let fall away the pain and hate, they can't consume you.
Wake up with an open heart again!
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The Mariner
10:30
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I. Once a mariner at sea, searching far from home,
Sailing o'er the pathless waves, straying far from lands you'd known,
You foundered in that night 'midst the shadowed isles.
You yearned to see the light shine and kindle hope.
In the depths of that despair came your blazing star,
Bright enough to rout the gloom and banish shadows near and far.
Together through that night to Undying Lands,
Bearing Arda's ancient light and beauty, yet unmarred.
II. Still a mariner at heart, now you sail the skies.
In your ship of Faerie glass, you bear that radiance on high.
Behind you in your wake waits a hope known well.
Will you cease this endless search, or carry on, let the Fates decide?
Seeking that unnamed, unknown purpose none can tell,
Speaking of Immortal Ones who in the Timeless Halls yet dwell,
Messages you long to bring with faith for all mankind.
You set out to save the world, but can you save yourself?
III. Restless Mariner, weary Wand'rer, save yourself...
Restless Mariner, battered Seeker, save yourself...
Restless Mariner, weary Wand'rer, save yourself...
Restless Mariner, seek the Light and save yourself!
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3. |
False Dichotomy
05:20
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I. We suffer greatly not to choose
Over, over...
Bound up so tightly in this old, old ruse
Bearing on my shoulders
The weight of a hope I dare never, never lose
Over and over...
My back is aching from this load
My heart, the keystone of an arch spanning chasms vast and cold
Bridges of silence can't sustain a vibrant open road
Oh, but I can't find the words, no, I can't find the words
Words to connect these vital nodes...
II. I won't be painted black & white
Over and over...
The rainbow has always been the color of light
Brighter and bolder...
Filling the void, holding at bay the night
Over and over...
Don't bleed the color from this world
Let reign the spectrum over absolute versions of the right
Bridges of silence still remain, deafening our insight
And oh, but I can find the words, sometimes I can find the words...
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4. |
Heartache
03:42
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5. |
Son of Lot
09:10
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I. "Generosity"
You know what it is to be fed from spoons of silver,
O! son of kings of ancient race –
To break your fast on milk and honey
And don fine silks with poise and grace –
Yet your hand is ever free, and so may your heart always be.
II. "Brotherly love"
You know what it is to see brothers turn away,
O! son of kin both false and true –
To raise a glass in earnest toast
And suffer ire of not a few –
Yet your heart still beats and bleeds upon your sleeve for all to see.
III. "Purity of heart"
You know what it is to quaff the cup of wild delight,
O! son of fruitful earthly vine –
To drain the bitter dregs of sorrow
And taste the bright and joyous wine –
Yet your love stays evergreen and grows into a mighty tree.
IV. "Chivalry"
You know what it is to raise your sword in dire defiance,
O! son of bold and shivered spears –
Where e'er the Bear of Battles bids,
You bear your bright shield 'gainst the fear –
Yet your rough and reddened hands deny the rust another day.
V. "Faith"
You know what it is to look your demons in the eye,
O! son of honest, hardy fools –
To hear their dank and twisted whispers
Accurse and sully every jewel –
Yet, in the dark, your hope shines bright enough to burn away the mist.
O! Son of Lot
Bear yet your Endless knot
Of gold
O! Son of Lot
Bear yet your Endless Knot,
Endless Knot of gold!
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6. |
Raise, not Raze
05:20
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7. |
Denouement
05:21
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The moon mounted the mists of the sea,
and quivering in the cold the keen starlight
that wavered wan in the waiting East
failed and faded; the foam upon the shore
was glimmering ghostly on the grey shingle,
and the roaring of the sea rose in darkness
to the watchers on the wall.
O! wondrous night
when shining like the moon, with shrouds of pearl,
with sails of samite, and the silver stars
on her green banner embroidered white
in glittering gems, that galleon was thrust
on the shadowy seas under shades of night!
The Mariner goeth on eager quest.
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Ouroboros Seattle, Washington
Ouroboros is the work of a singular man, multi-instrumentalist, and amateur student of history and esoteric philosophy. Sometimes folky, sometimes metal; sometimes classic, sometimes psychedelic; and, more often than not, cavalier in it's experimental approach - or, as some might say: foolhardy. Themes of cyclicality, spirituality, and humanity (in both it's noble and ignoble aspects) abound. ... more
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