SAVATAGE " ONE CHILD "
One Child Stood Before The Altar
One Child Stood Out In The Rain
One Child Spent His Time Imagining
And I Don't Believe He's Coming Home Again,
Home Again, Home A...
One Child Stood Out In The Rain
One Child Spent His Time Imagining
And I Don't Believe He's Coming Home Again,
Home Again, Home A...
Right There In The Earth, I'Ve Been Drawing A Line
I'm Digging It Deep, Don't Know If I'll Find
A Tunnel Out So We All Can Be Saved
If Not, Just Take This Earth And Bury Me,
For This Will Be My Grave
I'm Digging It Deep, Don't Know If I'll Find
A Tunnel Out So We All Can Be Saved
If Not, Just Take This Earth And Bury Me,
For This Will Be My Grave
One Child Hid Inside The Darkness
One Child Never Said A Thing
One Child Closed His Eyes And Disappeared
But At Night I Still Can Hear Him Whispering,
Whispering, Whisper...
One Child Never Said A Thing
One Child Closed His Eyes And Disappeared
But At Night I Still Can Hear Him Whispering,
Whispering, Whisper...
Right There In The Earth, I'Ve Been Drawing A Line
I'm Digging It Deep, Don't Know If I'll Find
A Tunnel Out So We All Can Be Saved
If Not, Just Take This Earth And Bury Me,
Cause This Will Be My Grave
I'm Digging It Deep, Don't Know If I'll Find
A Tunnel Out So We All Can Be Saved
If Not, Just Take This Earth And Bury Me,
Cause This Will Be My Grave
I will believe in you
If you still want me to
Or tell me I'm on my own
There on the other side
Tell me the Pilate's died
And we're no longer alone
If you still want me to
Or tell me I'm on my own
There on the other side
Tell me the Pilate's died
And we're no longer alone
Take your answers and your promises, believe me I don't care
I have held on to your words until I found them only air
What good are your promises if you can always take them back?
Still, I hang on every word till my hands are bleeding
I have held on to your words until I found them only air
What good are your promises if you can always take them back?
Still, I hang on every word till my hands are bleeding
I Will Believe In You
If You Still Want Me To
Or Tell Me I'm On My Own
There On The Other Side
Tell Me The Pilate's Died
And We're No Longer Alone
If You Still Want Me To
Or Tell Me I'm On My Own
There On The Other Side
Tell Me The Pilate's Died
And We're No Longer Alone
We Had No Choice But To Stay And Follow
We Have Nothing Left Except Tomorrow
We Have Nothing Left Except What Will Be
What We Need Here Are Some Real Decisions
While You Only Offer Mindless Visions
Visions That Nobody Else Here Can See
We Have Nothing Left Except Tomorrow
We Have Nothing Left Except What Will Be
What We Need Here Are Some Real Decisions
While You Only Offer Mindless Visions
Visions That Nobody Else Here Can See
We're On Our Own
We're On Our Own
We're On Our Own
We're On Our...
We're On Our Own
We're On Our Own
We're On Our...
I Will Believe In You
If You Still Want Me To
Or Tell Me I'm On My Own
There On The Other Side
Tell Me The Pilate's Died
And We're No Longer A...
If You Still Want Me To
Or Tell Me I'm On My Own
There On The Other Side
Tell Me The Pilate's Died
And We're No Longer A...
Right There In The Earth, I'Ve Been Drawing A Line
I'm Digging It Deep, Don't Know If I'll Find
A Tunnel Out So We All Can Be Saved
If Not, Just Take This Earth And Bury Me,
For This Will Be My Grave
I'm Digging It Deep, Don't Know If I'll Find
A Tunnel Out So We All Can Be Saved
If Not, Just Take This Earth And Bury Me,
For This Will Be My Grave
Beh... visto che di guerra comunque si parla, personalmente, non trovo ora come ora, migliore canzone di "One Child" dei Savatage, scritta dal gruppo americano per la guerra nella Ex-Jugoslavia, altro buco nero di storia che ancora continua a mietere vittime e che ormai è finita del dimenticatoio del mondo, dando alla nostra civiltà un' altra sfaccettatura della sua inifinita miseria e del suo grandioso menefreghismo. Amarezza e Rabbia. Nulla di più.
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