A Singer of Songs
A masked performer reflects on mortality, the muse and the strange immortality of a song.
Lyrics
Verse 1
He took to the stage as the lights grew dim
And danced with a spirit, the muse within
A voice from the heavens shook the still night air
As he stood unafraid of the spotlight's glare
Verse 2
No one saw through the mask he wore
'Til it slipped from his face and fell to the floor
He looked to the broken shards in his hands
Reflecting a fragile and mortal man
Chorus
He was a child of the universe
A singer of songs, a weaver of words
A brother of mine who lived and died
If pain filled his heart then stars filled his eyes
Bridge
He cried out against the wind
Forsaking all he could have been
But deep inside his broken shell
There was no shelter... from himself
Verse 3] [Breakdown
As there is no beginning there is no end
Lost to a world he forever transcends...
And the strange and the beautiful together are bound
In the spark of a song in the soul of a sound
Chorus
He was a child of the universe
A singer of songs, a weaver of words
A brother of mine who lived and died
If pain filled his heart then stars filled his eyes
Outro
He was a child of the universe
A singer of songs, a weaver of words
A brother of mine who lived and died
If pain filled his heart then stars filled his eyes