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