Starlight Songtext
von Savatage
Starlight Songtext
We never fear the night, we bring our own starlight
Dropped on the world below, wait for the afterglow
We never fear the night, we bring our own starlight
Dropped on the world below, wait for the afterglow
And in the dark they wed, we′re dancing with the dead
And if the ground's been stained, colors run in the rain
Run away, no delay - do we have to show you?
Don′t expect mercy yet, we don't even know you
Hear the press, nothing less - saying that we don't care
Understand it′s the land and you′d have to be there
We never contemplate, we only offer fate
And in the night they arc, flowering in the dark
Filling the sky with red, till all their needs are fed
Then like the childhood tear they quickly disappear
Run away, no delay - do we have to show you?
Don't expect mercy yet, we don′t even know you
Hear the press, nothing less - saying that we don't care
Understand it′s the land and you'd have to be there
Run away, no delay - do we have to show you?
Don′t expect mercy yet, we don't even know you
Hear the press, nothing less - saying that we don't care
Understand it′s the land and you′d have to be there
Dropped on the world below, wait for the afterglow
We never fear the night, we bring our own starlight
Dropped on the world below, wait for the afterglow
And in the dark they wed, we′re dancing with the dead
And if the ground's been stained, colors run in the rain
Run away, no delay - do we have to show you?
Don′t expect mercy yet, we don't even know you
Hear the press, nothing less - saying that we don't care
Understand it′s the land and you′d have to be there
We never contemplate, we only offer fate
And in the night they arc, flowering in the dark
Filling the sky with red, till all their needs are fed
Then like the childhood tear they quickly disappear
Run away, no delay - do we have to show you?
Don't expect mercy yet, we don′t even know you
Hear the press, nothing less - saying that we don't care
Understand it′s the land and you'd have to be there
Run away, no delay - do we have to show you?
Don′t expect mercy yet, we don't even know you
Hear the press, nothing less - saying that we don't care
Understand it′s the land and you′d have to be there
Writer(s): Chick Corea, John Patitucci Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com