The Epic (Carouselambra) - Rough Mix

Sisters of the way-side bide their time in quiet peace

Await their place within the ring of calm

Still stand to turn in seconds of release

Await the call they know may never come

In times of lightness, no intruder dared upon

To jeopardize the course, upset the run

And all was joy and hands were raised toward the sun

As love in the halls of plenty overrun

Ah, ah, ah, ah

Still in their bliss unchallenged mighty feast

Unending dances shadowed on the day

Within their walls, their daunting formless keep

Preserved their joy and kept their doubts at bay

Faceless legions stood in readiness to weep

Just turn a coin, bring order to the fray

And everything is soon no sooner thought than deed

But no one seemed to question in anyway

Ah, ah, ah, ah.

How keen the storied hunter's eye prevails upon the land

To seek the unsuspecting and the weak

And powerless the fabled sat, too smug to lift a hand

Toward the foe that threatened from the deep

Who cares to dry the cheeks of those who saddened stand

Adrift upon a sea of futile speech?

And to fall to fate and make the status plan

And the Lord there in heaven would never preach

I'm singin'

Ah, ah, ah, ah

Where was your word, where did you go?

Where was your helping, where was your bow? Bow.

Dull is the armor, cold is the day

Hard was the journey, dark was the way. Way

I heard the word; I couldn't stay. Oh

I couldn't stand it another day, another day

Another day, day, another day, another day

Touched by the timely coming

Roused from the keeper's sleep

Release the grip, throw down the key

Held now within the knowing

Rest now within the peace

Take of the fruit, but guard the seed

They had to stay!

Held now within the knowing

Rest now within the beat

Take of the fruit, but guard the seed