Savatage - The Wake Of Magellan lyrics
Tracks 01. The Ocean
02. Welcome 03. Turns To Me 04. Morning Sun 05. Another Way 06. Blackjack Guillotine 07. Paragons Of Innocence 08. Complaint In The System 09. Underture 10. The Wake Of Magellan 11. Anymore 12. The Storm 13. The Hourglass 14. Somewhere In Time/Alone You Breathe 15. Sleep 16. Stay 01. The Ocean Music by Jon Oliva
[Instrumental]
02. Welcome Music by Jon Oliva Lyrics by Jon Oliva, Paul O'Neill
The lights come on
The set is down The curtain's flown away To all you creatures of the night I say it's time we play We'll show you things That in your life You'd never dreamed you'd know So now before the ghosts arrive It's welcome to the show Minstrels, kings, explorers Fantasies on order Ghosts and dreams awakened Stories long forsakened The minstrel and the sorcerer Are switching their disguise The jester drinks and starts to think That he alone is wise The governor and journalist Exchange a judas kiss And now before the song is done The plot begins to twist Ghosts and lost explorers Fate with all her daughters Saints and hopeless sinners Wise men in their winters Know Welcome to the show Welcome to the show Welcome to the show Welcome to the show His life was nearly over As he stood upon the beach Thinking about death and the ocean While still safely out of reach And he held there in his hand A well worn hourglass And though the sand was still inside Soon this too would pass Then he knelt to touch the water Where the waves would gently fall Thinking here I touch the ocean And the ocean touches all For from a line of countless sailors He was the last man of his kind And the world had changed around him He had no mountains left to climb And his last name was Magellan A descendant of the same Or so he said in late night bars Though few believed his claim And so he now talked with the ocean As he had often done before But now the waves spoke back to him As he walked along the shore For eighty years plus seven He had been upon this earth And all of them but eight He'd spent on that ocean since his birth But he was not the only one Who walked along this coast There was a lady old and pale To some nearly a ghost She had once been a great beauty It was rumored in some bars When she'd left here many years before To become a movie star But every wish is not to be Ahh this in time she learned And when her final chance had passed Back here she had returned And everyday at six o'clock She came to a small cafe And had herself a glass of wine And then she'd walk away To others she was gray and old Not the beauty she'd been before But it did not matter what she was What mattered was what he saw And so for near three years now He'd watch her everyday And though they always were so close He felt so far away For he could never quite arrange The words inside his mind That he could say to make her stay And he was running out of time He could not find the words to say To such a work of dreams And so he watched her walk away And always stayed unseen 03. Turns To Me Music by Jon Oliva, Al Pitrelli Lyrics by Jon Oliva, Paul O'Neill
Stands all alone
Looks in the mirror And sees what she wanted to be Safely unknown To anyone near her She sees what she wanted to see And turns to me And turns to me And turns to... She was prophesied For an early slide Followed it to the letter Well kept beauty queen If there, always seen Still you thought she'd know better No erasing The time you're wasting But when you're wasting You don't care All those pieces In short term leases But when you need them They're not there For all those moments of yesterday She's traded every tomorrow And now all those moments are so far away Ghosts haunt each word she would say As she walks among the decay She had oscar wilde's Timeless sense of style As had been her intention Still she was afraid Time must be repaid And there'd be no redemption Youth and time collide She could not decide On a certain direction Time was catching up Carefully made up She avoided detection For all those moments of yesterday She's traded every tomorrow And now all those moments are so far away I saw it too Closer than you What else is there left to say Wait for me now I will be there for you This I will vow If you still want me to But it won't be This I have always known And in the dark There's no one to pray for me now I don't understand what I'm feeling tonight I don't understand but I'm waiting Searching the shadows that fade in the light But I'm feeling alive Trying to survive Float with the tide Till you arrive and I... So he now turned to the ocean Saying it was never meant to be And the ocean never said a word Though in truth she disagreed And on the sand before him While the waves broke gently white The ocean listened carefully As he told her of his life I have been around the world I've pursued the moon in flight I have read the words of shakespeare By a midnight arctic light I have run between the dragon's teeth And lived to tell the tail I have danced across a stardust sky And never left a trail I've seen things few could imagine And I never will forget But I've never had a family And this I do regret Now all I've loved have gone before me And of the future I have great doubts And though it seems I still have time left I now feel time I can do without And I have wondered to myself Why should death set its own time Is it just a final jest from fate To add onto her other crimes? For I have no wish to wait around While all my senses fade And one by one return the gifts That youth so freely gave Wired to some cold machine That maps my every breath And signals at the proper time Less they should miss my death And all this service I suspect Is less done by goodwill Than by the fear that they should miss A final chance to bill So I've decided to leave this world And have devised a plan To sail to sea in a small boat Well out of sight of land To sail once more upon the deep Like a viking to his resting place Then slip forever neath the waves An exit with some grace And the ship shall be my coffin On this last voyage that I take And my trail left through the water Will be my final wake I have done more than thought about this On my life I've closed every door I have left a will beside my bed And the boat is there offshore And all I ask is your assistance When that ship is well away from the land That you send a storm to embrace us And take us gently in your hand When he had finished speaking Some points the ocean did concede But when he said his final word She once more disagreed I'll think about this if I may I need not rush the tide For in this world of too little time There's always time to die You seem so eager to end this life And with your death to dance That you ignored his putrid breath Now perfumed with romance The sailor said you cannot understand The needs or wants of men So I'll ask you once more for your help And I shall not ask again Then the ocean pulled her waves back And beckoned him stand near And when he had stepped closer She whispered in his ear That every man Is born you see Beneath the sword Damocles For young and old Are all alive On that next beat On which we ride And that beat is such A fragile thing In both old men Or youthful king And that beat Stands all alone you see Between us And black eternity And though death is surely Each man's fate Until that time Let each man wait So be careful as you go through life What you romanticize I find such things are rarely true And far more rarely wise The sailor then listened carefully And every thought was filed And though he was still not quite convinced He agreed to wait awhile And meanwhile further down the beach There stood a younger man And he too felt the sand of time Was running through his hands But this youth felt they ran too fast As he stood near a rusting dock And heard the waves marking time Like some relentless clock He felt his future was not here Of this he had no doubt And even though he was eighteen His time was running out 04. Morning Sun Music by Jon Oliva Lyrics by Jon Oliva, Paul O'Neill, Chris Caffery
When you look at the morning sun
Do you see what I see Or could I be the only one Seeing just what I need I envision a different man Than the one I've become Pray the ocean will understand That my time isn't done Everyone's leading But nobody's dancing You stand on the stage Just to turn all alone I have waited this way For a lifetime of days I can't wait for the morning sun As I stand with the sea And the ocean she understands Just the man I could be Somewhere else there's a different world With a sun that will rise And a moon that will take its place In another man's eyes And perhaps it's a better world Than the one that I see Or if better for no one else Perhaps better for me Here in the dark where the sky shows its Graces Revealing each star while the moon plays the fool Saying how it must be while the night disagrees I can't wait for the morning sun As I stand with the sea And the ocean she understands Just the man I could be No, no, time doesn't wait for you No, no, leave it alone No, no, your days are far too few This thing I have always known When your time is up its too late They never give another day to you When your time is up it & #146; s through No one cares how Can't keep it Can't save it Can't take it away with you So I say we use it now Now his thoughts gave way to anger And he loudly cursed at fate That in a world of opportunities That he was doomed to wait That his life could be predestined To be stuck here on this shore He could not make himself believe That there was nothing more 05. Another Way Music by Jon Oliva, Al Pitrelli Lyrics by Jon Oliva, Paul O'Neill
Times were changing
Eighteen years and fading Ain't a lot of time left to be a star On an island All alone and dying Walk upon the water But you won't get far Dreams and visions Tied into decisions Saw you on a postcard From the other side Hope and glitter Never feeling bitter Walk upon the water Just to be your bride Don't tell me now That there is nothing more There is a how Just like there is a door And if there's not to be another way You tell me why Why Why Stay and follow If the words are hollow Gotta' go along 'Cause it's all you got Each day earn them Turn around and burn them Think your fitting in But you hope you're not Neatly drowning Every drink your downing If you drink enough You'll forget the game Each illusion Wrapped in absolution Live your life in weekends But it's not the same Don't tell me now That there is nothing more There is a how Just like there is a door And if there's not to be another way You tell me why Why Why Why And as he stood there cursing fate For making life so hard It seemed that fate had listened For she dealt another card For arriving in the harbour Silhouetted against the sky Was a ship bound for america And her name, "maersk dubai" And so when no one else was looking And the ship was safely moored He waited for his moment Then he quickly snuck on board Then he found himself a hiding place Between two crates of iron ware And as for distant america In his mind he was already there But what he was unaware of As they sailed away from shore Was that there were other stowaways And he was one of four And meanwhile the old sailor Had walked right past that pier While still conversing with the ocean On the strengths of his idea And as he walked he came upon A youth he thought asleep But the ocean said that he was not And brushed a wave against his feet And when the young man didn't stir But lay quite still instead The sailor took a closer look And saw that he was dead And all around the body Was something he had never seen Little cellophane packages Marked "blackjack guillotine" And so he asked the ocean What these strange packets were And she answered they held the heroin That in his blood the youth had stirred And it is certainly a sign That things have gotten out of hand When one can purchase ones own death And choose it by the brand 06. Blackjack Guillotine Music by Jon Oliva Lyrics by Jon Oliva, Paul O'Neill
Blackjack guillotine
Razor sharp Always clean Gotta lie Very wide Once inside she knows what to do She knows what to do Skin tight China white Just another neon life In the vein Leaves a stain All the time you know that it's true You know that its true So tell me what you had in store It doesn't matter anymore It never did, it never will But I'll be out there waiting still You're moving fast but leaving tracks A compromise to your attacks There comes a time you want to take it back Back Back Back But can't think of nothing I Can't think of nothing I Can't think of nothing I Lack Junkie Credit card Gotta vein Goes for yards Hypnotized You decide Every neuron's changing its view Changing its view Gentlemen Summarize Every lie Well disguised Don't forget Neuron death In the mind awaiting its cue Awaiting its cue And so we found it very mod The worshiping of lesser gods And lie they do For lie they must For they know it's the lie we trust And so we're out there laying tracks Wherever there's a vein to pack There comes a time you want to take it back Back Back Back Back But I can't think of nothing I can't think of nothing I can't think of nothing I lack The sailor asked how so young a man Could have fallen into such a trap And the ocean said the first time was with a friend Who now can't take it back It was a friendly gesture As they all claim at the time When that friend or kindly stranger Free of charge gave him his first line To harm this boy they're sure to say Was never our intent And we were as shocked as anyone With just how far he went He never thought it dangerous As he stuck it in his vein That a needle that had seemed so short Could reach straight into his brain It was upon this very beach That his first line was tried And who'd have thought way back then That here is where he'd die If these words seem repetitious And the subject beaten dead The reason that I still say it Is it still needs to be said 07. Paragons Of Innocence Music by Jon Oliva Lyrics by Jon Oliva, Paul O'Neill
Day
Into night Into day Into I don't know you anymore But I stand Where you say Thinking all the time you planned it You've been gone away too long Leaving us to carry on Though in truth you never tried Just stepped back and watched the slide Paragons of innocence Questioning of your intent Never quite sure what you meant From the other side Moments on the carousel Must admit we ride it well And the horses never tell All throughout the ride That no one leaves No one leaves No one leaves... Alive Time On my hands Slips away Till I just don't feel it anymore Thinking back When I can To the time when it began with Bits of dreams all in a line And somehow we missed the signs That it all was never real And in truth a fatal deal Paragons of innocence Questioning of your intent Never quite sure what you meant From the other side Moments on the carousel Must admit we ride it well And the horses never tell All throughout the ride No one leaves No one leaves No one leaves... Alive There always comes a time When you do what you want to do You know you shouldn't do it But you do it anyway And when he had that time When he knew what he wanted to He quickly placed his order Though he never thought he'd pay But the lines turned to lies And the lies turned to tangles And you're pale as a cadaver Though you think it doesn't show So you live with the lies And the friends that it gathers But somewhere in your heart you know you Got to let it Got to let it Go Paragons of innocence Questioning of your intent Never quite sure what you meant From the other side Moments on the carousel Must admit we ride it well And the horses never tell All throughout the ride No one leaves No one leaves No one leaves... Alive Then the sailor picked a coat up That had been laying there And placed it over the body And then he said a little prayer And the ocean brought in on a wave An old waterlogged wreath And pushed it up along the sand Till it touched the dead man's feet And written on that wreath In letters of gold foil Was the name Veronica Guerin But the letters were bent and soiled The sailor said i see these flowers That you so kindly gave Are obviously from far away And from another's grave And i cannot help but to think The sailor gently said That it's unwise in god eyes To steal flowers from the dead The ocean said please trust me friend This gift will cause no pain And the person to whom they once belonged Would surely say the same You see this wreath was from the funeral Of a woman who showed no fear Of men who lived in mansions Bought with other people's tears Of men who lived in mansions Bought with bits of others lives Who at night still hugged their children And brought gifts home to their wives With money made from heroin And packets of cocaine And if a buyer overdosed They never felt the pain There were many flowers at her funeral But none for this boy i fear So the wind has blown this wreath to me And i have brought it here She gave her life to stop the spread Of drugs among her kind And if we leave these flowers for this boy I'm sure she wouldn't mind. 08. Complaint In The System Music by Jon Oliva Lyrics by Jon Oliva, Paul O'Neill
Welcome to the system
Here's the situation It's a bit confusing Welcome to the maze Everybody sees what Everybody wants to Everyone avoids Every other gaze I will be your mentor I'll be your advisor I'll do what I do And you will look away Forgetting what you see Has always been much wiser But someone in the back is missing what I say Got a complaint in the system Got a complaint in the system Welcome to the park now We supply amusements Everybody rides But everybody pays What good's causing problems When no one's complaining What good is a martyr If no one is saved Everybody knows us Everybody sees us Every single child Can tell you where we are Every politician Says that we are leaving But in all this time We haven't gone too far Got a complaint in the system Got a complaint in the system You should understand it It's not underhanded It's really quite simple you see The right and the wrong of it Long and the short of it Black and the white of it Forget the sight of it It is so much cheaper To be no one's keeper Trust me In the dead of the night You can stab with a knife But it's rare you'll ever get anywhere So we laugh in delight Till you turn on a light And we scatter for the darkness Or the corners filled with blackness And we're There There Where Where There Then the sailor turned around And walked back along the beach Towards the boat anchored offshore For his decision had been reached He then sat down on the sand Thinking of all he & #146; d seen that day And then decided in his mind It was time to sail away For the world that I was born to Clearly no longer exists And the feeling I should leave it I can no longer resist And as he sat there thinking A mother and her child walked by And the old sailor's hourglass Had caught the young boy's eye So he walked up to the stranger As only a young child will do To ask if he could see the hourglass But then he noticed something new That the old man he was crying Though he tried to wipe his eyes So the child forgot the hourglass And instead asked the old man why But before the sailor could answer The mother said to leave the man alone And taking the child by the hand She gently led him home And as they left the beach The sand recorded both their tracks Until they reached the final dune When the young child he looked back Then he saw the sailor standing up The glass falling from his hand When it hit the ground the top broke off And spilled out all its sand Then the sailor walked up to the sea And waded to the boat But instead of pulling up the anchor He simply cut the rope And the last thing that the child saw As they walked out of sight Was the sailor and his sailboat Sailing out into the night 09. Underture Music by Jon Oliva
[Instrumental]
10. The Wake Of Magellan Music by Jon Oliva, Johnny Lee Middleton Lyrics by Chris Caffery, Paul O'Neill
As he stood upon the watch deck
Looking out onto the sea It would offer no solutions Only silent company So he took hold of the reasons As he tried to understand But they offered just confusion As they bled into his hands Dear god Couldn't you decide What should happen to a man's assassins Dear god Is it suicide I have never been a man of passions I believe what the prophets said That the oceans hold their dead But at night when the waves are near They whisper And I hear There are wounds that bleed inside us There are wounds we never see They are part of our refinements That allow a man to be There are wounds that bleed in silence With aristocratic grace There are tears we keep beside them Never seen upon a face Dear god Do you think it's wise To remember everything that & #146; s ever happened Dear god Could we compromise Or must the shadows of this night be everlasting I believe what the prophets said That the oceans hold their dead As I contemplate this stand What I do Is who I am I believe what the prophets said That the oceans hold their dead But at night when the waves are near They whisper And I hear Don't see the storms are forming Don't see or heed the warning Don't hear the sound of tyrants Surrounded by the silence Columbus and Magellan and de gama Sailed upon the ocean In a world of ignorance With thoughts so primitive That men were killed With no more will Than that they simply had the notion But in this world of heartless men This thing they never did Don't hear it Don't hear it Don't hear it Don't hear it Got to keep it underground Pretend you never heard a sound If they find it kill it blind it If they find it kill it blind it Lord tell me what is to be Lord tell me what is to be They whisper and I hear After a night of little sleep He opened the gangway door And felt his world collapsing Not believing what he saw For there with hands above his head Was a fourth stowaway Trying to surrender Not knowing the price he would pay Miguel knew he must act quickly If the lad was to have any hope So he pointed to the captain And ran a finger cross his throat And though he spoke little english The stowaway seemed to understand And followed miguel to a hiding spot And placed his life into his hands After many days in fear They safely reached the port And there the stowaway was set free And the captain brought to court But then things took an evil twist And justice seemed to fail For miguel was held as a refugee And the captain freed on bail And the company of the maersk dubai Brought lawyers by the pack Who would search for technicalities To let the case slip through the cracks So while the lawyers search for loopholes Miguel still sits and waits In some small room, his future ruined While justice hesitates And I wonder what the captain thinks Each evening in his bed And if he shares his dreams at night With the recent dead For captain there will be a day When your soul will wash up on heaven's shore I pray that when you reach that day That god's mercy is more than yours And sometimes in the evening Miguel will take long walks And like the old sailor before him With the ocean he will talk And as he walks along He breathes in the ocean's morphine mist And looking once more across the night Dares the stars to grant a wish 11. Anymore Music by Jon Oliva Lyrics by Jon Oliva, Paul O'Neill
Don't want to walk upon the water
Don't want to look across the waves Instead of seeing hills of water I just see markers on their graves But in the fading of a season To look across an empty sky For a forgotten childhood reason To once more wish that you could Close your eyes and just believe again There's a god does he remember when We were young and faith was not pretend Anymore Anymore Anymore Anymore And in the night he sees the ocean Carve its thoughts upon the shore For in the way it was created It can do this and nothing more And every message it would leave him The next wave carefully erased As the tears that passed between them Were so real that you could Close your eyes and just believe again There's a god and he remembers when We were young and faith was not pretend Anymore Anymore Anymore Anymore And all at once the waves were getting Higher And as they crashed I thought I heard them say There'd be a time when men would all be wiser When everyone, everyone, Yes everyone is Saved And as he walked away he thought about That third stowaway once more And wondered if the body had washed up Upon some far and distant shore Or if it sank down through the depths Of cold reality To rest upon the ocean floor For all eternity For at the bottom of the sea The dead do not feel pain And neath the ocean made of tears They never fear the rain But what had really happened Was a stranger twist of fate That the deckhand was to never know But to you I will relate 12. The Storm Music by Jon Oliva
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13. The Hourglass Music by Jon Oliva, Al Pitrelli Lyrics by Jon Oliva, Paul O'Neill
Standing alone by the edge of a river
He's traded his life for a glass full of tears The bargain was quick for one's life is less dearer When the sand's running out and the ending is near The ending is near The ending is near The ending is... The man climbed aboard and set sail for the ocean He put on the mast all the canvas she'd take Then laid himself down on the deck 'neath the tiller The ship was his coffin this moment his wake Runaway reasons Runaway seasons Time is a treason That I give back to you now The wind touched the sail and the ship moved the ocean The wind from the storm set the course she would take From a journey to nowhere towards a soul on the ocean From the wake of Magellan to Magellan's wake Runaway reasons Runaway seasons Everything in it Hours and minutes You take tomorrow Because it means nothing To me To me To... In the dark he heard a whisper Asking him to understand In the desert look for water On the ocean look for land In the dark he heard a whisper Asking him to understand In the desert look for water On the ocean look for land And there in the waves Was a man in his grave That he saw in the night 'Tween the flashes of light And he Could not be there And all he had prayed Or had given away He now found to be wrong In the grip of the storm And he Could not be there Could you keep our lives together Safely back onto the shore Could you grant this last illusion Only this and nothing more Could you keep our lives together Safely back onto the shore Could you grant this last illusion Only this and nothing more And all at once the heavens bled their fire The anchor broke the chains they flew away And suddenly the waves were reaching higher And in the dark I thought I heard them say Could you keep our lives together Safely back onto the shore Could you grant this last illusion Only this and nothing more Everything I ever had for one more tomorrow Everything I ever had for just one more night And if this is not to be I pray could I borrow Just another final hour onto my life Did you ever really want to Did you ever really want to Lord, tell me how it will be Lord, tell me how it will be Standing once more by a boat on a river He pushes it off while he stays on the land And seeing the hourglass now so much clearer Which someone had refilled by hand And somewhere that boat's now adrift on the ocean The mast at full sail and there's no one on board The hourglass no longer sits by the ocean Only his footprints all alone on the shore And soon they're no more No more No more 14. Somewhere In Time/Alone You Breathe Music by Criss Oliva, Jon Oliva Lyrics by Criss Oliva, Jon Oliva, Paul O'Neill
[Somewhere in Time]
So what can I tell you If life's the length of this play Perhaps God gave the answers To those with nothing to say The years are forgiven If God's forgiving and kind Perhaps we'll all find the answers Somewhere in time Somewhere in ... [Alone You Breathe] You were never one for waiting Still I always thought you'd wait for me And have you from your dreams awakened And from where you are what do you see Which of us is now in exile Which in need of amnesty Are you now but an illusion In my mind alone you breathe You believed in things that I will never know You were out there drowning but it never showed Till inside a rainswept night you just let go You've thrown it all away And now we'll never see the ending to the play The grand design, the final line And what was meant to be In the dark a distant runner Now has disappeared into the night Leaving us to stand and wonder Staring from this end into your life You believed in things that I will never know You were out there drowning but it never showed 'Til inside a rainswept night you just let go You've thrown it all away And now we'll never see the ending to the play The grand design, the final line And what was meant to be 15. Sleep Music by Criss Oliva, Jon Oliva Lyrics by Criss Oliva, Jon Oliva, Paul O'Neill
Hey there you
Way out there in the distance Can you hear me Are you there I know it's late So please forgive my persistence But I'm hanging Do you care So lay back Call off the attack Cause if you look deep Dreams are nothing that I lack And all I seek A final chance to speak And I would let the whole thing keep If I could just sleep Hey there you Way out there could you show me Just a signal Or a sign That after all All these years that you've known me And I'm not just killing time So lay back Call off the attack Cause if you look deep Dreams are nothing that I lack And all I seek A final chance to speak But I would let the whole thing keep If I could just sleep As I lay there late at night Building castles in the air Out of alibis and all those little lies And then I look inside And pray that I don't care I don't care I don't care Hey there you way out there in the distance 16. Stay Music by Criss Oliva, Jon Oliva Lyrics by Criss Oliva, Jon Oliva, Paul O'Neill
Hey child
Out on your own You never look back Never called home You never turned round Tell me the games that you've played Nighttime Wander the streets You never give ground Never retreat You're always Oz-bound Have all the dreams been betrayed Stay Here where dreams tend to stray Here you're safe when the night fades away When the night fades away Hey there Oz-refugee You took the wrong road Hatters and tea are all that you found Out on the great white way Times change You never did Life came You overbid Join us Vassals of courvasier Stay Here where dreams tend to stray Here you're safe when the night fades away When the night fades away |