Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Porter – A Lament, artist - Disillusion. Date of issue: 04.08.2002
Song language: English
The Porter – A Lament |
| I could bend the genius' course |
| Could give wisdom to the blunt |
| But I doubt they would be grateful |
| One wish, a breeze to blow over |
| the shelves and piles of souvenirs |
| If only they would come to see |
| Knowing ages pass before a tree |
| Will spoil us with complexity |
| They’d be worth a hall of memories |
| But it’s fools I deal with day and night |
| Fools that only come for short insight |
| Though all of past hence waits |
| In sanctity’s sweet embrace. |
| Hear my song of reverence |
| To the precious gifts that countenance |
| To clamber high and dig so deep |
| And seek what everyone should seek. |
| It’s him again — the sullen — |
| With eyes in envy’s mist and woe |
| Out for refuge in a glimpse of bliss |
| A short delusion |
| A frenzy grasp at nothingness |
| A frenzy grasp at nothingness: |
| Echoes pound so loud in me |
| Voices longing for tranquility |
| A course is set for stormy seas |
| Leading through the hall of memories |
| But it’s fools I deal with day and night |
| Fools that only come for short insight |
| Though all of past hence waits |
| In sanctity’s sweet embrace. |
| I could bend the genius' course |
| Could give wisdom to the blunt |
| But I doubt they would be grateful. |