The Mill and the Cross (2011)

Actors

• Michael York (actor)
• Rutger Hauer (actor)
• Charlotte Rampling (actress)
• Lech Majewski (composer)
• Lech Majewski (producer)
• Lech Majewski (writer)
• Lech Majewski (director)
• Dorota Roqueplo (costume designer)
• Freddy Olsson (producer)
• Józef Skrzek (composer)
• George Lekovic (producer)
• Barbara Bialowas (miscellaneous crew)
• Lucjan Czerny (actor)
• Zbigniew Malecki (producer)
• Eliot Ems (editor)

Genres

• Drama
• History

Taglines:

Behind every great painting lies an even greater story

The Mill and the Cross (2011)

Actors

• Michael York (actor)
• Rutger Hauer (actor)
• Charlotte Rampling (actress)
• Lech Majewski (composer)
• Lech Majewski (producer)
• Lech Majewski (writer)
• Lech Majewski (director)
• Dorota Roqueplo (costume designer)
• Freddy Olsson (producer)
• Józef Skrzek (composer)
• George Lekovic (producer)
• Barbara Bialowas (miscellaneous crew)
• Lucjan Czerny (actor)
• Zbigniew Malecki (producer)
• Eliot Ems (editor)

Genres

• Drama
• History

Taglines:

Behind every great painting lies an even greater story

The Mill and the Cross (2011)

Actors

• Michael York (actor)
• Rutger Hauer (actor)
• Charlotte Rampling (actress)
• Lech Majewski (composer)
• Lech Majewski (producer)
• Lech Majewski (writer)
• Lech Majewski (director)
• Dorota Roqueplo (costume designer)
• Freddy Olsson (producer)
• Józef Skrzek (composer)
• George Lekovic (producer)
• Barbara Bialowas (miscellaneous crew)
• Lucjan Czerny (actor)
• Zbigniew Malecki (producer)
• Eliot Ems (editor)

Genres

• Drama
• History

Taglines:

Behind every great painting lies an even greater story

The Mill and the Cross (2011)

Actors

• Michael York (actor)
• Rutger Hauer (actor)
• Charlotte Rampling (actress)
• Lech Majewski (composer)
• Lech Majewski (producer)
• Lech Majewski (writer)
• Lech Majewski (director)
• Dorota Roqueplo (costume designer)
• Freddy Olsson (producer)
• Józef Skrzek (composer)
• George Lekovic (producer)
• Barbara Bialowas (miscellaneous crew)
• Lucjan Czerny (actor)
• Zbigniew Malecki (producer)
• Eliot Ems (editor)

Genres

• Drama
• History

Taglines:

Behind every great painting lies an even greater story

The Mill and the Cross (2011)

Actors

• Michael York (actor)
• Rutger Hauer (actor)
• Charlotte Rampling (actress)
• Lech Majewski (composer)
• Lech Majewski (producer)
• Lech Majewski (writer)
• Lech Majewski (director)
• Dorota Roqueplo (costume designer)
• Freddy Olsson (producer)
• Józef Skrzek (composer)
• George Lekovic (producer)
• Barbara Bialowas (miscellaneous crew)
• Lucjan Czerny (actor)
• Zbigniew Malecki (producer)
• Eliot Ems (editor)

Genres

• Drama
• History

Taglines:

Behind every great painting lies an even greater story

The Mill and the Cross (2011)

Actors

• Michael York (actor)
• Rutger Hauer (actor)
• Charlotte Rampling (actress)
• Lech Majewski (composer)
• Lech Majewski (producer)
• Lech Majewski (writer)
• Lech Majewski (director)
• Dorota Roqueplo (costume designer)
• Freddy Olsson (producer)
• Józef Skrzek (composer)
• George Lekovic (producer)
• Barbara Bialowas (miscellaneous crew)
• Lucjan Czerny (actor)
• Zbigniew Malecki (producer)
• Eliot Ems (editor)

Genres

• Drama
• History

Taglines:

Behind every great painting lies an even greater story

The Mill and the Cross (2011)

Actors

• Michael York (actor)
• Rutger Hauer (actor)
• Charlotte Rampling (actress)
• Lech Majewski (composer)
• Lech Majewski (producer)
• Lech Majewski (writer)
• Lech Majewski (director)
• Dorota Roqueplo (costume designer)
• Freddy Olsson (producer)
• Józef Skrzek (composer)
• George Lekovic (producer)
• Barbara Bialowas (miscellaneous crew)
• Lucjan Czerny (actor)
• Zbigniew Malecki (producer)
• Eliot Ems (editor)

Genres

• Drama
• History

Taglines:

Behind every great painting lies an even greater story

The Mill and the Cross (2011)

Actors

• Michael York (actor)
• Rutger Hauer (actor)
• Charlotte Rampling (actress)
• Lech Majewski (composer)
• Lech Majewski (producer)
• Lech Majewski (writer)
• Lech Majewski (director)
• Dorota Roqueplo (costume designer)
• Freddy Olsson (producer)
• Józef Skrzek (composer)
• George Lekovic (producer)
• Barbara Bialowas (miscellaneous crew)
• Lucjan Czerny (actor)
• Zbigniew Malecki (producer)
• Eliot Ems (editor)

Genres

• Drama
• History

Taglines:

Behind every great painting lies an even greater story

The Mill and the Cross (2011)

Actors

• Michael York (actor)
• Rutger Hauer (actor)
• Charlotte Rampling (actress)
• Lech Majewski (composer)
• Lech Majewski (producer)
• Lech Majewski (writer)
• Lech Majewski (director)
• Dorota Roqueplo (costume designer)
• Freddy Olsson (producer)
• Józef Skrzek (composer)
• George Lekovic (producer)
• Barbara Bialowas (miscellaneous crew)
• Lucjan Czerny (actor)
• Zbigniew Malecki (producer)
• Eliot Ems (editor)

Genres

• Drama
• History

Taglines:

Behind every great painting lies an even greater story

The Mill and the Cross (2011)

Actors

• Michael York (actor)
• Rutger Hauer (actor)
• Charlotte Rampling (actress)
• Lech Majewski (composer)
• Lech Majewski (producer)
• Lech Majewski (writer)
• Lech Majewski (director)
• Dorota Roqueplo (costume designer)
• Freddy Olsson (producer)
• Józef Skrzek (composer)
• George Lekovic (producer)
• Barbara Bialowas (miscellaneous crew)
• Lucjan Czerny (actor)
• Zbigniew Malecki (producer)
• Eliot Ems (editor)

Genres

• Drama
• History

Taglines:

Behind every great painting lies an even greater story

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Procession - Queen
• Procession - Moody Blues
• Procession - New Order
• Procession - VNV Nation
• Procession - Nico
• Procession - Vangelis
• Procession - Genitorturers
• Procession - Assuck
• Procession - The Agony Scene
• Procession - Payne's Gray
• Procession - 45 Grave
• Procession - Paul Giovanni
• Procession - Klone
• Procession - Decomposed
• Improv 1 - Procession
• Raven Of Disease - Procession
• Life & Strife - Procession
• Incinerate - Procession
• Sun Comes Around - Procession
• Chants Of The Nameless - Procession
• Procession - Agony Scene
• Procession - Sylosis
• Like A Plague Upon The Earth - Procession
• Hyperion - Procession
• A&E; - Procession
• White Coffin - Procession
• Destroyers Of The Faith - Procession
• Down The River Of Corpses - Procession
• Tomb Of Doom - Procession
• The Road To The Gravegarden - Procession
• The Funeral Of An Age - Procession
• Johnny Got A Raw Deal - Procession
• The Simple Things - Procession
• Sometimes - Procession

procession has no lyrics

Desolation...
Creation...
Communication...

There is no end to this
I have seen your face
But I don't recognize all these things
You must have left behind
It's a problem, you know
That's been there all your life
I try to make you see the world without a view
That just turn black and white
At night, it gets cold and
You'd dearly like to turn away
The escape that fills
Makes you want to turn on heel
Alone, alone, alone, alone
There is no end to this
I can't turn away
Another picture but the scene
It's still the same
There is no room to move
Or try to look away
Remember, life is strange
Life keeps getting stranger every day
I try so hard but this attitude's
A type that won't subside
No matter what they say
Remember, heart beats you, late at night
Your heart beats you, late at night
Your heart beats you, late at night

I sat above them all and watched for days
I felt as though my own kind
Were all that mattered and kept me sane
I gathered them to me
Watched their hunted pass away
As if direction had finally come
A resurrection for all ourselves
I have never felt so proud
As I do now
Like the sun is placed behind me
Feelings that matter never end
One day we'll see our names
In stone where fires burn
The great who silent stood among you never
Praised nor never known
Our thoughts defined the passing days
Sensed the spirit, seized the age
After all these years to dream again
Like smiling children with faces raised
Cheering their path, tomorrow's glory days
And we who were so scorned
Will always wish to make their end
Our words to still their voice
Our hands to break their worthless necks
One day we'll see our names
In stone where fires burn
The great who silent stood among you
Never praised nor never known
Our thoughts defined the passing days
Sensed the spirit, seized the age
After all these years to dream again
Like smiling children with faces raised
Cheering their path, tomorrow's glory days
And we who were so scorned
Will always wish to make their end
Our words to still their voice

Distantly the chains are falling
With an anchor pulling here
The moments that are rolling
Are rolling in my ear
And we are sitting
Nowhere here
When you go you will be driven
Must be given to the price
With a number counting two
You wear colors that are blue
Or dare
Take his advice
Do you know a game to witness
That is bound to hit you lame
As a man of power
Can you dare
Can you dare to be insane?
Can you

[footsteps]
-"is the city open? " [voice of roman polanski]
-"c'est beau romain, c'est beau" [voice of emanuelle seigner]
-"are there any morning-papers yet? " [voice of roman polanski]
-"too early"
-"a sandwich"
-"thanks"

Subjected nevermore, to the whims of the dying
Steal their flesh, from the pool of the lying
Injected more, erythematous moisture
Beyond high, by the chosen kind
Feel it, to breathe evermore
Of the wicked of the world, where processions' end
Subjected nevermore, to the fears of the dying
Feel their high, attempts to allude
Your flesh will sigh, in the midst of moisture
One sect more for the chosen kind
Can you feel it? Can you feel their high?
Feel it! Breathe evermore!
Breathe from the chosen kind, then lie back down
Feel their high and breathe evermore
End your search for the nevermore

Military livestock bred to expand state control. The underclass, suppressed, underprivileged and lured by incentive. Church and state, hand in hand, lead them through the trenches of war. A nation born blind should have been terminated in it's infancy. There is no purity in the glory of commercialized patriotism, it's drenched in the filth of their deceit.

The stench of the hopeless and wounded.
The cries that escape from the depths of regret.
A bleeding mass in procession.
That fell on the path from which it strayed.
A whisper in total darkness.
To die at the hands of what we are.
A breath escapes from the lifeless.
The blind and the feeble of our decay.
This is the pain we must suffer.
This is the endless agony.
This is the darkest of secrets we give our lives to keep.
The light that's surrounding.
I am all that you've made me.
Their endless desire feeds the fire inside me and all I can ask for.
Take this life that you gave me.
I'm not your messiah.
The fear that grows like a cancer.
Held likes a breath and sacrificed.
Thee blood that flows from the wounded.
Consumed by the masses who've longed to taste.
This is a prayer for the hopeless.
This is an endless tragedy.
This is the darkest of secrets.
We give ourselves to keep.
The light that's surrounding.
I am all that you've made me.
Their endless desire feed the fire inside me and all I can ask for.
Take this life that you gave me.
I'm not your messiah.
I pray for redemption.
These unanswered cries.
In darkness it came to me and I breathe.
Their distant voices sing to me and everything changes suddenly.
The light that's surrounding.
I am all that you've made me.
Their endless desire feeds the fire inside me and all I can ask for.
Take this life that you gave me.
I'm not your messiah.

[instrumental]

Every night you can hear a sound
Pulsating all around
Every night you can hear a sound
A sound that won't go down
Late at night, she awakes
Arrising from her tomb
Late at night, she walks the streets
She comes in, in search of you
Black flowers, black dress
White faces are for her
When the procession of love goes by
They search for you
Late at night, she awakes
Arising from her tomb
Late at night, she walks the streets
She comes in, in search of you
Late at night, she walks alone
Preparing for her feast
Bitches in black, creature of lust
With the pain that they unleash
Black flowers, black dress
White faces are for her
When the procession of love goes by
They search for you
Black flowers, black dress
White faces are for her
When the procession of love goes by
They search for you
Black flowers, black dress
White faces are for her
When the procession of love goes by
They search for you
Black flowers, black dress
White faces are for her
When the procession of love goes by
They search for you

[Although not a song, the music played by the the islanders during the May Day parade is an original arrangement of a traditional ballad entitled 'Willy O' Winsbury'. It is however, presented in The Wicker Man as an instrumental, with an original and brilliant arrangement.]

Bound and gagged
Blindfolded
Tortured and
So abused
Paralyzed
Mesmerized
Tied up in barbwire
My pride
Integrity
Self esteem
Sanity
Ripped apart
Scared for life
These wounds will not heal
You made me your fucking scapegoat
I’ll become your scarecrow
Submitted
But conscious
I swallowed
My anger
As you raped
My innocence
‘Till I broke the leach
Nothing
Can ease
My pain
Now I ‘ve
Found my
Antidote
You will taste my poison
You made me your fucking scapegoat
I’ll become your scarecrow
I’m no longer your fucking slave…you see
The puppet has grown up
The strings are gone…I’m free
You ain’t shit to me
You always used to be
(n’) I spit on your name
(n’) I’ll piss on your grave
Rage
Revenge
Punishment

Misery strikes fear into those left behind
Procession of the undertakers
Removing those who died
Lay to waste my stiffened core
All hope is gone - all life is lost
solo: Ogawa
Holding high the casket
Spreading the despair
Depression...Fills the air
solo: Ogawa
My Funeral
Brings pleasure to their morbid lives
Lay to waste my soul
But still conscious is my mind
The undertaker turns
And he stares at my remains
Laughing at my agony
Consuming my pain
Misery strikes fear into those who have died
Procession of the undertakers

When setting off with hidden dark on your back,
Slow and cold it is long.
No thought can choose and idyllic spot,
Out there improv one.
A cat black outside and within,
Driving on and away.
A calm help, implodic infringe,
Desire turns to whinge.
Some take the path of should be.
Some will kill life on knees.
To afraid to fly,
Imagine fantasize.
You seek the thrill to die,
Imagine fantasize.
Plastic brochure, the multi-end maze.
Dismissive present beauty.
Oblivious though it hasn’t yet gone,
Dive, sublime, improv one.
A strength bold, a vision escapes,
Throw the options no hold.
Oblivious though it hasn’t yet gone,
Will tell yourself what you’re told.
Some take the path of should be,
Some will kill life on knees.
Too afraid to fly.
Imagine fantasize.
You seek the thrill to die,
Imagine fantasize
Be alive and in pain,
Or dead but you’re sane.
Always, Improv one.

Black Messiah flying higher
Spread your words
For the wicked they are chosen
To hold the Crown of Penance
Your arrival is a blessing, I won't forget
Thousand ages of survival
To die oppressed by guilt
Your existence is not holy, you are Satan's child
We have taken death commandments
In sorrows name
Sacrilege through solemn spellbound
We congregate
Black Messiah! Your death desire
We shall serve as will!
Raise the chalice of disease
Summon the bringer of the pest
With the ancient rite of Plague
Comes the tragedy of the earth
As the funeral of an age
Comes the tragedy of the earth
Raise the chalice of disease
Summon the bringer of the pest
Be welcome, Raven of disease

Woke up this morning dizzy,
My head feels like the soul of someone's shoe.
Don't know where I am or how I got here,
I only know I cannot leave without you.
You came to save me,
Walked in my life and saved me,
Brought me the light and saved me,
Arghhh!
My life has lost it's direction,
My soul is lost in my reflection,
You abused me with your honesty,
And showed me that my life was slipping away from me,
You came to save me,
Walked in my life and saved me,
Brought me the light and saved me,
Arghhh!
I'll wake up tomorrow dizzy,
My head will feel like the soul of someone's shoe,
I won't know where I am or how I got there
I only know I cannot live without you
You came to save me,
Walked in my life and saved me,
Brought me the light and saved me,
Arghhh!
You came to save me,
Walked in my life and saved me,
Brought me the light and saved me,

To walk the earth
Spreading words of mercy
You are not wise enough
To speak like a preacher
You knocked at my door
You asked me to hear you
What a waste of time
You are a poor little man
Surrender to myself
Your lies now you will pay
Hanging from your cross
There is one more thing to do
I am gonna make you burn
(With the) tongues of Lucifer

Noise alerts, brightens the path,
Sun's in my head.
Plot vague course, deny any sense,
Roll some dices.
Amongst bright lights star paintings surround, Wash your life out.
Sharing a bite, vanish the white,
Go without doubts.
Warmth touches down,
The things id lost I feel again,
It’s all just coming back around,
But this is not my ground,
This shivers gold, I’m forever sold... (on this).
Sun comes around, further from town,
Found the feeling,
See planet as one, judging all that has gone, Share the meaning.
Comfort, elation, a warming sensation,
Pain is healing.
Knowing you know when you are what you are, And you are and you are. You
are.
Mind moves to two, auto body cannot hide,
Will you come to?
Will you learn how not to hide?
Don't want to hide, don't want to hide.
Now all has gone,
Except the one who's the One, who's the one?
Although not much left,
Warm feeds all you need, it’s the best.
Then all floats on, its ok it’s not gone,
It’s focused
What waves can you make, to push paths
And move space, it’s not too late?
Coz, Warmth touches down,
The things id lost I feel again,
It’s all just coming back around,
But this is not my ground,
This shivers gold, I’m forever sold...
This shivers gold,

Father, betrayer
Nameless, insidious
Mourner, destroyer
Patriarch of worms and rats
Mother, abortionist
Devoted, perverted
Sacred, hypocrite
Holy impious whore
When the time has come
I will summon you
Raise the precious crown
Every single chant
Every single prayer
Seven thousand tongues
On a grave-like throne
Ghosts and parasites
Point at me with cold dead eyes
My tongue a sword
My hands your tomb
I am damnation

The Agony Scene
Procession
The stench of the hopeless and wounded.
The cries that escape from the of depths of regret.
Your bleeding mass in procession.
That fell on the path from which it strayed.
To die at the hands of what we are.
your breath escapes from the lifeless.
The blind and the feeble of our decay.
This is the pain we must suffer.
This is the endless agony.
This is the darkest of secrets
We give our lives to keep.
The light that's surrounding.
I am all that you've made me.
Your endless desire
Feeds the fire inside me.
And all I can ask for.
Take this life that you gave me.
I'm not your messiah.
The fear that grows like a cancer.
Held like a breath and sacrificed.
the blood that flows from the wounded.
Consumed by the masses who've longed to taste.
this is a prayer for the hopeless.
this is an endless tragedy.
This is the darkest of secrets.
We give ourselves to keep
The light that's surrounding her.
I am all that you've made me.
Your endless desire
Feeds the fire inside me.
And all I can ask for.
Take this life that you gave me.
I'm not your messiah.
I pray for redemption.
These unanswered cries.
In darkness it came to me and I...(breathe 2x).
Their distant voices sing to me(breathe). now
everything changes suddenly.
I am all that you've made me.
Their endless desire
Feeds the fire inside me.
And all I can ask for.
Take this life that you gave me.

Crimson hands cursed and bound
Silence broken as the world comes crashing down
All that lives expires
Yet so untimely
Lord dethroned
My brother betrayer
Ripping wounds revealed
Harbinger of doom
The sky has fallen
And I bare it's weight
These walls harbor uniquity
A darkness which never sleeps
Sewing the seeds of doubt within
I am but a pawn
Looming clouds prevail
Concealing the Sun
Weaving a tapestry of guile
I've tried to keep adrift
On a sea of confusion
Drank of the rivers and vale
Life ends here
Commit this body to the ground
Let soil wash over crossed arms
A vessel to the grave
Rests in lament
Life ends here
Pull me up through the sky
Peering through the trees
Wildfires alive in me
Will turn you to stone
I can still see the face
You buried alone
Held in sleep
Life ends here
Commit this body to the ground
Let soil wash over crossed arms
A vessel to the grave
Rests in lament
Banished

The children cry
As the bleeding mother prays
No faith for salvation was enough
The beast is born
The young have died
So the old men in disguise
The black pest has risen
Mankind fails before my eyes
To spread the sorrow and despair
Waking!
Like a plague upon the earth
... Evil!

[Lyrics are an excerpt from Mihai Eminescu's "Hyperion", adaptation by Felipe Plaza]
To come to life
From the dark voids
Drowning high
In the sun's flames
As a whole mankind... Fails

I’m the man that you tried to fool,
The one you tried to Kid.
You don’t know all the lies you told,
Don’t believe a word you said.
You know don’t know who you are,
Who you wanna be.
You’re just trying to be someone,
Who means something to me?
What I done you’ve done before
And what I know you know for sure.
You’ve seen it all and you’ve done it all.
You’ve hit the heights but without the fall.
No, I don’t wanna be your friend.
Wooa, when you’re telling me lies again.
You never pleased with the hand your dealt,
The truth is plain to see.
The time has come to walk the line,
Its time to follow me.
You don’t know who you are,
Or who you wanna be.
What I done you’ve done before
And what I know you know for sure
You’ve seen it all and you’ve done it all
You’ve hit the heights but without the fall
No, I don’t wanna be your friend
Wooa, when you’re telling me lies again
What I done you’ve done before
And what I know you know for sure
You’ve seen it all and you’ve done it all
You’ve hit the heights but without the fall
Your living the truth and the stories you’ve told,
The sex and the drugs and the rock and roll.
The world exists outside your head,
The women you fucked, and the lies you’ve said.
No, I don’t wanna be your friend

[Part I: The Loss]*
"What have united us in joy,
Separates us in misery"
Now I'm here all alone,
staring at your sacred grave
My dreams and my hopes...
They're all gone with your last breath
Not your voice or your laugh,
I will ever hear again
To watch you grow, becoming strong...
Is an honor I won't get
Oh my son, my dear son,
why your flesh and not mine?
Over your burial ground,
the promise of my mourning heart
I will ride against the cross
and their army of lies
Every drop of your blood
they will pay with their lives.

The reign of fear, dictators
Of absolute truth, deceiving
The ones that mourn, the blinded
In sacred trust...
They tie the fool, with serpents
Battalions of slaves, are rising
Declaring a war, against will
With sacred trust
They used to believe in a saviour
A prophet with tremendous grace
They worshipped his skull, full of maggots
They offered (opened) their bodies with faith
A temple of lust is their treasure
The ancient destroyers their name
Because, everything falls as they follow

Feel the pressure
Down the river of corpses
The slaves of a kingdom destroyed
The bodies are floating
The blackwater is drowning
The dreams of the ones who return
No one can see this
But me, I am dying
These waters are ripping my flesh
The Ocean awaits me
My season is fading

Inside the circle now
You gave my soul
To seven sins in black
Admiring your cross...
Inside this holy ground
Temptation is pure
A naked figure cries
Tormenting the son
In seven sleepless nights
Oppressed by your mourn
In seven dreams in black
I praised the obscure...
Now all my demons dance
Obsessed by the curse
Denying the son
In harmony we cross the fire
A ceremony of sorrow
Over death's womb
Now take this oath, perpetual pyre
And underneath this ashes,

I once saw them longing for the end
Lead men walking in these lands
Leave behind a life
Once lost by faith
In a hopeless world of worms
Followers!
Crawling disciples of doom
Sentinels!
On the road to the graves
Getting there
With chants and pagan dance!
You will be buried soon
Don't be afraid
The eternal sleep of men
Rest in peace, my son
The priest will say
As the blood of the goat he tastes
Followers!
Crawling disciples of doom
Sentinels!
In the garden of the graves
Celebrate!

The King spoke:
This Empire comes to an end
Long forgotten shall be my name
Once crowned
And now betrayed
By this sickness running through my veins
My vision has turned to black
In this pestilent chamber of disease
Human fragments
Over my face
I cannot breath
I cannot see
The Cult spoke:
Defeated
Devoured
Shall be the king
Eternal
Superior

He laughs and he Jokes,
And he drinks and he chokes,
On the ice in the drink
In his hand.
Starting 4-5-4
Pretty soon he'll have some more,
Like to start again if he can.
Good to pick up early,
But his face is looking surly,
He knows that he'll get it all wrong.
Johnny got a raw deal,
Raw Deal.
Johnny got a raw deal,
Raw Deal.
He eats all the crisps
From the tube he bought,
From the money
From his one night stand.
29 card pick up,
He's gonna throw some sick up,
If his luck don't change too soon.
The games all finished,
Johnny's spirits are diminished,
The shitheads gotta do it all again.
Johnny got a raw deal,
Raw Deal,
Johnny got a raw deal,

You think you’ll do better, You think you’ll do better,
When it comes to you,
Choosing ideal settings,
Our differences shine through.
I hope your right,
I thought the same,
I’d give my life,
To try again.
It’s not as easy done,
As when you were young,
The Simple things,
Have problems inside them,
The everyday is never quite the same,
And all these things are with you when you go to bed at night.
The simple things will cause you so much pain.

Sometimes I go flying so high, my soul falls from grace
Sometimes when I'm down and low, all I need is to see your face
In my dreams you come to me and show me how to find myself again
But time is never on my side and then I fall back down inside my pain
Sometimes I fall away,
I cannot find myself
Sometimes is not today
Sometimes when I want you to go all you do is stay
Sometimes all you do is talk but I don't hear a thing you say
There's no turning back from now I'm gonna have to live my life alone
Sometimes I fall away,
I cannot find myself
Sometimes is not today
Sometimes I go flying so high, my soul falls from grace
Sometimes when I'm down and low all I need is to see your face
In my dreams you come to me and show me how to find myself again
But time is never on my side and then I fall back down inside my pain
Sometimes I fall away,
I cannot find myself