| Someone told him he could see the future
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| From this moment to the end
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| If he found a place from where to view it
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| With a heart to comprehend
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| But every time he tries it feels about as wise
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| As jumping into space
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| Held down by a force
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| He knows he has no access to that place
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| A filter he can’t erase
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| Yet he doesn’t see the harm in knowing
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| All the things he has in store
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| Curiosity now overflowing
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| Off he sets to find the door
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| And everything he knew and everything he thought
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| Were ripples on the tide
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| For right out of the blue
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| He came upon the doorway open wide
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| So softly he stepped inside
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| It was a long enthralling night
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| Fascination filled his sight
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| As he gazed on all that’s still to come
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| Many things should not be seen
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| Unless they choose to be
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| Or you find the place to view them from
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| And now his eyes were open wide
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| How he cried at all the pain
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| How he glowed at his success
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| He watched his life unfolding
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| How he hid from all the shame
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| How he laughed when he was blessed
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| His lows and highs beholding
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| But now he knew too much
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| The man who saw through time
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| So happy with his lot
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| He relaxed and soon forgot
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| All the struggles that would take him there
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| Now the future that he saw
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| Was darker than before
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| So he went and found the door again
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| And now his eyes were open wide
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| How he cried at all he saw
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| How he grieved for his success
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| He watched his life unfolding
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| Now his life brought only shame
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| Now unsure if he was blessed
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| More lows than highs beholding
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| For now he knew too much
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| The man who saw through time
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| All the things he thought he’d done
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| All the things he would become
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| All the things he dreamt and loved
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| Were ripples on the tide
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| All the things he thought he’d done
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| All the things he would become
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| All the things he dreamt and loved
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| Were ripples on the tide
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| Back at home he made a bold decision
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| Working harder than before
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| To obliterate that second vision
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| And find the other one he saw
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| And every time it hurt or felt a little worse
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| The more he fought the tide
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| So maybe he’ll fulfill
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| Greater stories still
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| The man who saw through time |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Man Who Saw Through Time , by - Threshold. Song from the album Legends of the Shires, in the genre Прогрессив-метал