MY DIMENSION

27 days agoAria v1
[Intro] [Verse] Glad to be born in fifty-eight What does it speak of the future? Each generation’s pearly gate Lost in umbilical suture [Chorus] Memories wiped of birth and death Sweet and sour wine for others The old despise each youthful breath Deaf to chords that bind sad brothers [Verse] To feel content as years unfurl Midst fearful sickness grasping love Pages of memory that curl By each new reading thought-in-glove [Chorus] Memories wiped of birth and death Sweet and sour wine for others The old despise each youthful breath Deaf to chords that bind sad brothers [Verse] To stand as Luther at the edge Of all the world yet to be born Chorale your time upon the sedge And d***n a little in the morn [Chorus] Memories wiped of birth and death Sweet and sour wine for others The old despise each youthful breath Deaf to chords that bind sad brothers [Break] [Verse] Glad to be born in fifty-eight What does it speak of the future? Each generation’s pearly gate Lost in umbilical suture [Chorus] Memories wiped of birth and death Sweet and sour wine for others The old despise each youthful breath Deaf to chords that bind sad brothers [Verse] To feel content as years unfurl Midst fearful sickness grasping love Pages of memory that curl By each new reading thought-in-glove [Chorus] Memories wiped of birth and death Sweet and sour wine for others The old despise each youthful breath Deaf to chords that bind sad brothers [Verse] To stand as Luther at the edge Of all the world yet to be born Chorale your time upon the sedge And d***n a little in the morn [Chorus] Memories wiped of birth and death Sweet and sour wine for others The old despise each youthful breath Deaf to chords that bind sad brothers [Chorus] Memories wiped of birth and death Sweet and sour wine for others The old despise each youthful breath Deaf to chords that bind sad brothers [Outro]