Aslan - This Is
THIS IS:These are the hands of a tired man,This is the old man's shroud,These are the eyes of the blood crazed tiger...Staring at the maddening crowd,This is the face of a teenage mother,This is the child she bears,This is the soul of her broken lover,Searching for the smiles she shared,These are the feet of the punished pilgrimAnd in his book of punished love,Tou see his eyes,You see no surprise...Waiting for a lie that's true.Everybody hits you with this feelingNobody seems to understandYou stop, you look...You're searching for the meaningWasting your life awayThese are the dreams of a sleeping fatherAnd in his long lost days,He sees a child...He sees his eyes...Waiting for the price he's paidThese are the tears of a fallen idol,And in his smile of shattered love,You see his eyes...You see no surprise...You just see lights then realiseHere with youNo one here but youNo one moves but youNobody touches like youYou...Nobody moves like youBut everybody hits youEverybody knocks you downThese are the feet of a punished pilgrimAnd to the book he praysYou see his eyesYou see no surpriseYou just see lights then you realise
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