Keith Emerson [키보디스트]

A Place To Hide
[The House Of Ocean Born Mary Suite - Part 13]
(Marc Bonilla)

Missed you at the table
Telling how the world was round
Fable after fable
Lost and turned around
Cold beneath the ground

Laughing with the devils
Skipping on the seas of chance
The playing fields were level
Until I got the news

If I could be near you
If I could hear you
Maybe these fears of mine would fall away

I need a place to hide
And I need a face to smile upon a frozen world
And that's all we ever have to be

Appeared out of a blue day
Proved just how it all could fly
Shook hands with the shades of doubt
And held them to the sky

If I could see you
Then I could free you
And maybe these cares of mine would crawl away

I need a place to hide
And I need a space where I can touch the golden girl
And that's all I ever wanted to see

I need a place to hide
And I need a face to smile upon a frozen world
And that's all we ever have to be
To be...

Running down the white line
Drumming up a pastime
Throwing a pink tirade
Along came a spider
And sat down beside her and said
What you got to trade?

My raison d'ette is bringing back summer
As long as you can take the heat
Well, it's gametime

Bottom feeders and catholic cheaters
Busting with feminine riches
Who could resist that perfect kiss
But I don't need to rip these stitches
All her norths are going south
Shame it isn't followed by her mouth
'Cause it's gametime

Running low on fallen angels to carry this weight
Too much rhyme and not much reason
And too much on my plate

Raised from two in royal blue
But we know that dog don't hunt
Bleeding red in the corner from ol' Jack Horner
The only thing to do is punt

Nothing ventured is nothing spent
But you can bend back far enough to pay the rent
When it's gametime

Walking through that fire
Just to keep from getting cold
The pitch is sharp and getting higher
Hope my luck still holds

Off the chain with both barrels pointed
Channeling Jackie Brown
Clean, anointed and double-jointed
Arguing the whole way down

Nobody here's seen nothing like it
I believe they've got a point
And it's gametime

Yeah

And it's on, it's gametime

Yeah, yeah

Born in a free-fall
Raised with a primal scream
Found unconscious
Living out a million dreams

Paying for a rainbow
With the wages of sin
And do whatever it is you do
To never fall again

And I do think maybe it's an act of God
When the dark clouds thunder in your own backyard
Then the fools will run and the skies will rain
Maybe it's better

Hollow man with a purpose living on borrowed time
No way to cool these brakes looking for the perfect dream
To late for pulling off a coup de' etat on the seventh day

When you break it down
And spread it out
We're all going home together to share the blame
So wake up and tear it down, pack it up
And get off the train

Falling Down...

Well, you can jump the guns and corners
To save your place
It'll never hide the guilt that's on your face
And you can duck and dodge and scramble
And make that sound
It'll never match the art of falling down

Wishing it away will call them all to stay

Well, you blame the slings and arrows
That curse this fate
And it still won't shave the cost of coming late
Never a clean escape
Becoming what you hate

And you can justify the cause and nail across to it
But you need to get lost to get you found
And it's a long drink of faith 'till you believe it
And you come across the art of falling down

Turning it away invites them all to stay

You can light yourself a candle to ease your pain
It'll never find the song to sing your name
Ain't it a burning shame
Enough to drive you sane

Chasing it away will call them back to play

You can fly your righteous angels
On a golden chain
But it's a harder fall than landing on your blade
And you can call it by it's name and put an end to it
But it'll never change the art of falling down

Falling Down...

A cold wind has frozen over our choices
And our reason
All is solid rain now
And Karma's on the run

Say what you want to say
Don't be careless with your freedom
The pain has all been gain now
And still it's not enough

My mind is waiting
Waiting for you

Home is faded dream
When the silence changes no one
A blade of faith is all now
We hand our parting on

My heart is waiting
Waiting for you

Waiting... waiting... waiting... waiting...

Lead me from tortured dreams
Childhood themes of nights alone,
Wipe away endless years,
Childhood tears as dry as stone.

From seeds of confusion,
Illusions darks blossoms have grown.
Even now in furrows of sorrow
The dance still is sung.

My life's course is guided
Decided by limits drawn
On charts of my past days
And pathways since I was born.

I carry the dust of a journey
That cannot be shaken away
It lives deep within me
For I breathe it every day.

You and I are yesterday's answers,
The earth of the past came to flesh,
Eroded by Time's rivers
To the shapes we now possess.

Come share of my breath and my substance,
And mingle our stream and our times.
In bright, infinite moments,
Our reasons are lost in our rhymes.

Doubles faces dark defense
Talk too loud but talk no sense
Yeah I see those smiling eyes
Butter us up with smiling lies

Talk to creatures raise the dead
Fate you know sure got fed
Trained apart from houses of stone
Hour of horses pick the bone

Come forth, from love spire
Born in life's fire,
Born in life's fire.
Come forth, from love's spire

In the burning, all are yearning,
For life to be.
And the pain will (must) be gain,
New life!

Stirring in, salty streams
And dark hidden seams
Where the fossil sun gleams.

They were, sent from (to) the gates
Ride the tides of fate,
Ride the tides of fate.
They were, sent from (to) the gates

In the burning of our yearning,
For life to be.

There's no end to my life,
No beginning to my death
Death is life!

Lead me from tortured dreams
Childhood themes of nights alone,
Wipe away endless years,
Childhood tears as dry as stone.

From seeds of confusion,
Illusions darks blossoms have grown.
Even now in furrows of sorrow
The dance still is sung.

My life's course is guided
Decided by limits drawn
On charts of my past days
And pathways since I was born.

I carry the dust of a journey
That cannot be shaken away
It lives deep within me
For I breathe it every day.

You and I are yesterday's answers,
The earth of the past came to flesh,
Eroded by Time's rivers
To the shapes we now possess.

Come share of my breath and my substance,
And mingle our stream and our times.
In bright, infinite moments,
Our reasons are lost in our rhymes.

Doubles faces dark defense
Talk too loud but talk no sense
Yeah I see those smiling eyes
Butter us up with smiling lies

Talk to creatures raise the dead
Fate you know sure got fed
Trained apart from houses of stone
Hour of horses pick the bone

Come forth, from love spire
Born in life's fire,
Born in life's fire.
Come forth, from love's spire

In the burning, all are yearning,
For life to be.
And the pain will (must) be gain,
New life!

Stirring in, salty streams
And dark hidden seams
Where the fossil sun gleams.

They were, sent from (to) the gates
Ride the tides of fate,
Ride the tides of fate.
They were, sent from (to) the gates

In the burning of our yearning,
For life to be.

There's no end to my life,
No beginning to my death
Death is life!

Just take a pebble and cast it to the sea,
Then watch the ripples that unfold into me,
My face spill so gently into your eyes,
Disturbing the waters of our lives.

Shread of our memories are lying on your grass;
Wounded words of laughter are graveyards of the past.
Photographs are grey and torn, scattered in your fields
Letters of your mem'ries are not real.

Sadness on your shoulders like a wornout overcoat
In pockets creased and tattered hang the rags of your hope.
The daybreak is your midnight; the colours have all died.
Disturbing the waters of our lives, of our lives, of our lives, lives,
lives, lives...
Of our lives.