When I enter the big room
With the wood floor and the pink laces
I remember you, standing there like you were waiting for me
I wish you knew my name
If I call to you will you dance to me?
I am a princess but I have no crown
My prince forever wanders
The mindless stupor borne of fear
He is an outer soul
And his heart has been shattered
He lives in terror
No princess can reach him
For the princess that remains in me
And the dancer that remains in her
We face fear together
I don’t know fear
I know only love
This tale will not hold us
The other princess
Her love
It is dark as night
Does she really love you?
The princess is dancing away,
Now it is down to one
The singular, the correct, the variable
The only one allowed to break the formula and restructure it
As the father sees fit
Constructed by a perfect mind and raised to carry a sole function
None can pinpoint your true origin
Mr. N, allow me to sit with you and discuss
Just how flawed your philosophy is
You say you want freedom but you imprison those who stand in your way
And you are shackled by your limited vision of the truth
You are the product of years and years of scientific research
You were sheltered, only allowed to consort with those who had been mistreated
So that you would grow to hate the people ou
When Bill Rose and Lisa Winston got off the tour bus, they were greeted with thunderous and passionate welcomes from the denizens of Unity Village. People of all races were thrilled to have visitors from the outside world, and they were eager for the opportunity to show reporters Bill and Lisa the paradise that they had built around this once-abandoned village. As Bill and Lisa observed their surroundings, they could feel a sense of warmth, but it wasn't just the tropical heat or the blazing sun that was the source. To them, it was the friendly welcome, and the feeling that they were in a place that truly promoted peace and equality.
Bill ha
Entering the scenery from stage far right
After the wind dies down
The lights go up and the voices cry
"Welcome to our reality"
Finding the truth among a thousand lies
Wondering if it's really there
She can't refuse what she's never used
Looking further into reality
Without a future that can be foretold
It's all just part of the script
Suitors are paid to fake their true feelings
What did she think was her reality?
White shoes to match the flowing dress
Bells to forget the past
The lover sighs as the madman spies
Wistful and waking in reality
In reality
CHORUS:
Reality begins at the front door
In the hotel room on the fifth
Good man
Met him on a business trip
Went out for a drink and became good friends
Tall man
Taught him how to speak and write
Neither would've guessed how their job ended
The world has changed
Been digging in the dirt
Been looking for the others but found no soul
Been shaking late at night
He travels 'cause he can take no more
CHORUS:
Welcome to my city
I've lived here all my life
It's good to meet you offshore
But I think I've seen you before
Tell me, were you at Saipan?
Were you at the Yalu?
I've spent many winters there
You've felt that chill in the air
Sane man
Lives only in the present time
Takes a pill before he goes
I see her come every afternoon to this place
With every idea that enters her head
She has the power to create and destroy
Here she comes
Her stories come from her social life
She must have some very peculiar friends
She desperately hunts for truth and revenge
Here she comes
It was only once that I saw her face
I couldn't translate her name
I could not defeat her, she knew how I moved
Like a pawn stuck in her game
Every day gone away
Will you see me?
Searching for a new release
Eaten by hate
Evil times, evil crimes
Where's the difference?
Destroy not what you have shared
My blood's your blood
She's learning how to play God
When I enter the big room
With the wood floor and the pink laces
I remember you, standing there like you were waiting for me
I wish you knew my name
If I call to you will you dance to me?
I am a princess but I have no crown
My prince forever wanders
The mindless stupor borne of fear
He is an outer soul
And his heart has been shattered
He lives in terror
No princess can reach him
For the princess that remains in me
And the dancer that remains in her
We face fear together
I don’t know fear
I know only love
This tale will not hold us
The other princess
Her love
It is dark as night
Does she really love you?
The princess is dancing away,
Now it is down to one
The singular, the correct, the variable
The only one allowed to break the formula and restructure it
As the father sees fit
Constructed by a perfect mind and raised to carry a sole function
None can pinpoint your true origin
Mr. N, allow me to sit with you and discuss
Just how flawed your philosophy is
You say you want freedom but you imprison those who stand in your way
And you are shackled by your limited vision of the truth
You are the product of years and years of scientific research
You were sheltered, only allowed to consort with those who had been mistreated
So that you would grow to hate the people ou
When Bill Rose and Lisa Winston got off the tour bus, they were greeted with thunderous and passionate welcomes from the denizens of Unity Village. People of all races were thrilled to have visitors from the outside world, and they were eager for the opportunity to show reporters Bill and Lisa the paradise that they had built around this once-abandoned village. As Bill and Lisa observed their surroundings, they could feel a sense of warmth, but it wasn't just the tropical heat or the blazing sun that was the source. To them, it was the friendly welcome, and the feeling that they were in a place that truly promoted peace and equality.
Bill ha
Entering the scenery from stage far right
After the wind dies down
The lights go up and the voices cry
"Welcome to our reality"
Finding the truth among a thousand lies
Wondering if it's really there
She can't refuse what she's never used
Looking further into reality
Without a future that can be foretold
It's all just part of the script
Suitors are paid to fake their true feelings
What did she think was her reality?
White shoes to match the flowing dress
Bells to forget the past
The lover sighs as the madman spies
Wistful and waking in reality
In reality
CHORUS:
Reality begins at the front door
In the hotel room on the fifth
Good man
Met him on a business trip
Went out for a drink and became good friends
Tall man
Taught him how to speak and write
Neither would've guessed how their job ended
The world has changed
Been digging in the dirt
Been looking for the others but found no soul
Been shaking late at night
He travels 'cause he can take no more
CHORUS:
Welcome to my city
I've lived here all my life
It's good to meet you offshore
But I think I've seen you before
Tell me, were you at Saipan?
Were you at the Yalu?
I've spent many winters there
You've felt that chill in the air
Sane man
Lives only in the present time
Takes a pill before he goes
I see her come every afternoon to this place
With every idea that enters her head
She has the power to create and destroy
Here she comes
Her stories come from her social life
She must have some very peculiar friends
She desperately hunts for truth and revenge
Here she comes
It was only once that I saw her face
I couldn't translate her name
I could not defeat her, she knew how I moved
Like a pawn stuck in her game
Every day gone away
Will you see me?
Searching for a new release
Eaten by hate
Evil times, evil crimes
Where's the difference?
Destroy not what you have shared
My blood's your blood
She's learning how to play God
Current Residence: Louisville, Kentucky Favourite genre of music: I like most of them Favourite cartoon character: Lor McQuarrie, "The Weekenders" Personal Quote: "Freedom is just a pretty idea unless it's backed by force." General Earle
Favourite Games
Metroid, Pokémon, Zelda, Star Fox, Killer7, Mortal Kombat, House of the Dead, .hack, Strike
I don't normally like doing these, BUT! I do it anyway.
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5 things about myself
1. I really enjoy writing, because I'm good with words. And stuff.
2. I have a very wide taste in music, but I especially love the 80's. Regardless, the idea that "music today sucks" drives me nuts.
3. Even though I love to write, I'm not a very big reader.
4. I also have a very wide taste in foods. I'll eat anything. But I especially love pasta and seafood.
5. I can name every Pokemon. But not in order.
Le questions
1. If you were the captain of a great