Listen to Arabesque (feat. Jorn & Michael Kiske) by Avantasia

Arabesque (feat. Jorn & Michael Kiske)

Avantasia

Metal

Lyrics

Wandering the low lands and high plains Been crossing the mountains Sailing the sea Anxiety-free Been craving for rain in the desert Saw bleak nights devour The day's blazing heat oh A light burning out Tied to the canon's apron Hie in obedience to the scantiness of time Meant to astound Entangled in adornment An ornament sublime Dreams allayed No weakness gets betrayed Right on Swaying to the sacred fanfares Don't you stop to run From paradise to despair Yeah, strident voices Now why don't you Why do you slow down right on Don't speak, don't wonder That way, this way, don't walk astray Welcome to the arabesque Ooh, ooh, ooh Aah, aah, aah, aah, aah You beat up against the wind and the flow Concealing your tears With the sweat from your brow No one see's them, they're next to you Deride them, despite they're the faithful The only, the true, oh, aah Got a navigation map and aspiration If only that good old chart Would show the seas ya gonna sail Run up and down Until you stand to reason Faithfully you break Dreams aligned Stalwartly confined Right on Swaying to the sacred fanfares Don't you stop to run To the promised land in despair Voices screaming Now why don't you Why do you slow down Right on don't speak, don't wonder That way, this way don't walk astray Welcome to the arabesque Toss and turn all night Got to get it right Is it just a dream Or runaway fantasy Reverie out of kilter Got to carry on Go on, play along Don't you let them down As they help you drown Your feelings in a philtre I want the turmoil to go away And slowly I'd trouble no more Like a grain the wild wind blows away From a whispering, blistering shore If you'd look back at the shore through my eyes Having sailed just a mile in my shell Hold to think and maybe feel what it's like At the deep end of slightly unwell Got to carry on Must be going strong Wipe away the tears Put your vizard on Welcome to the creep show Welcome to the freak show And I'm dreaming of mother love And colouring outside the lines like a child Beyond growing up And the pain that goes along with it To escape these confines Ooooh, no breath for pretence Refuse to make sense Right on Swaying to the sacred fanfares Don't you stop to run From paradise to despair Searing voices Now why don't you Why do you slow down Right on, don't speak, don't wonder That way, this way, don't walk astray Welcome to the arabesque Right on Swaying to the sacred fanfares Don't you stop to run Right on, right on Through the pain and the fire Through the wind and the rain Walking a long way from home Right on
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