Midlake

The rise and the fall upon small mountain
Was fair not for all in need
And I with my life have gone
Away from this land of gold

Formed from the seed aligned for all that fortune brings
And all that certain men lay upon it when anger is seen
And it reigns like the others
Giving what all it can
While the days count for nothing
Nothing that one understands

Upon that road I had struggled to find
A way of life that was common for all
And all that runs on the mountain was mine
A way of life that will surely be gone

Poor lands will grow
Among the weeds among the roads
And all are anxious for song and dance
That will sometimes get old

And it reigns like the others
Giving what all it can
While the days count for nothing
Nothing that one understands

As the spring is made alive the winter dies
And the final cries of creatures are long behind
And full of spirit the village starts again
With one more year for a man to change his ways

I used to feel all things around me stir
Grateful for all I received
Taking in the sounds and ways of creatures upon the earth
Great were the rivers I swam waiting out the sun

As the winter dies the earth is brought to life
And a thousand merchant ships sail to find
A worthy village to land and start again
With one more year for a man to change his ways

I used to feel all things around me stir
Grateful for all I received
Taking in the sounds and ways of creatures upon the earth
Great were the rivers I swam waiting out the sun

I used to feel all things around me stir
I’d hear the sound of creatures upon the earth
Grateful for all I received
Though winter cold and spring

I must be careful now in my steps
Years of calculations and the stress
My science is waiting, nearly complete
One glass will last for nearly a week

Let me not get down from walking with no-one
and if I stumble from exhaustion
These buckets are heavy, I fill them with water
I could ask these people, but I shouldn't bother

Oh no, I've stumbled, was I going too fast?
Some get angry, some of them laugh
They told me I wouldn't, but I found an answer
I'm Van Occupanther, I'm Van Occupanther!

Let me not be too consumed with this world
Sometimes I want to go home
and stay out of sight for a long time

Let me not be too consumed with this world
Sometimes I want to go home
and stay out of sight for a long time

I have been cruel and kind without knowing
I fell in the silence overwhelmed by these days
For I have been shown dear rulers, ruling all things
Thinking the world was mine to lay hold on
I breathe in the promise of maiden and man
But each have their on illusions to hold onto

I only want to be left to my own ways
The rulers of one leaving all things undone
I stood in the awe of the whole creations
Gathered among them was the morning
Giving all its rays

Thinking the world was mine to be lost in
I ran with freedom and sank in between
For I have the path of wonder
There before me

I only want to be left to my own ways
The rulers of one leaving all things undone
I stood in the awe of the whole creation
Gathered among them was the morning
Giving all its rays

The rise and the fall upon small mountain
Was fair not for all in need
And I with my life have gone
Away from this land of gold

Formed from the seed aligned for all that fortune brings
And all that certain men lay upon it when anger is seen
And it reigns like the others
Giving what all it can
While the days count for nothing
Nothing that one understands

Upon that road I had struggled to find
A way of life that was common for all
And all that runs on the mountain was mine
A way of life that will surely be gone

Poor lands will grow
Among the weeds among the roads
And all are anxious for song and dance
That will sometimes get old

And it reigns like the others
Giving what all it can
While the days count for nothing
Nothing that one understands

As the spring is made alive the winter dies
And the final cries of creatures are long behind
And full of spirit the village starts again
With one more year for a man to change his ways

I used to feel all things around me stir
Grateful for all I received
Taking in the sounds and ways of creatures upon the earth
Great were the rivers I swam waiting out the sun

As the winter dies the earth is brought to life
And a thousand merchant ships sail to find
A worthy village to land and start again
With one more year for a man to change his ways

I used to feel all things around me stir
Grateful for all I received
Taking in the sounds and ways of creatures upon the earth
Great were the rivers I swam waiting out the sun

I used to feel all things around me stir
I’d hear the sound of creatures upon the earth
Grateful for all I received
Though winter cold and spring

If all that grows
Starts to fade, starts to falter
Oh let me inside, let me inside not to wake

Let all that run
Through the fields, through the quiet
Go on with their own
On with their own hidden ways

When all the newness
Of gold travels far from
Where it had once been
Worn like the earth over years

And when the acts of man
Cause the ground to break open
Oh let me inside, let me inside not to wake

Great are the sounds of all that live
And all that man can hold

If all that grows
Starts to fade, starts to falter
Oh let me inside, let me inside not to wake

Great are the sounds of all that live
And all that man can hold
Great are the sounds of all that live, that live

Down to the valley where the fortunes grow
Down to the free
That gathered holy ‘round the fire that grows so well

On with the laughter when the work is done
It is what it is
A passing work of human hands where faults abound

While the rains would come
While the end was unknown
Nothing had proved too much
No path was solely my own

Most of the daylight nothing filled my mind
Quiet was I
And I was held away from evil that spoke my name

All he was wanting was a bumbling man
I wouldn’t go
Wanting only to feel the time around me stay

So in the ground
In frozen wood
The father lies
And all the wrongs
He'd ever tried were put to rest
Bore but two sons to follow him
Both wrestled long, but younger wins

After long winter's gone
Seems that all is well, all is well
And the rose wakens now
In the joyful air, in the sun
There among the ruined ones
Are those who've played
And those who've sun
While the end remains unseen
Let us play, let us sing
Bring the town
From all her cries
From her wounds
From her sighs
And she'll try
Mending all she can

I will never have the courage of others
I will not approach you at all
I was always taught to worry about things
All the many things you can't control

How can they have the courage
Of lords that have long since past
It’s in their hands, it’s in their heads
It’s been in their blood for many years
It brings them sorrow
In a dark room he trembles alone
He trembles alone

I wear the wrongs of the common man
Lying far from everyone and far from rest
Lords of song who play for kings
Will play for servants and those they meet
With joyful mastery for those who have ears
So blow the horn, the horn for common men
Not to end, fill the air

Long the rains have poured upon men
with cruel unsteady minds I am one
Leave the worried souls with fewer things
Make the evening rise through the
Trouble and the fear
Forever sounds the horn for all to hear

I wear the reins of the common man
Being led from mother's arm towards the end
Dance you fools under the sun
While laughter grows and everyone
Shares in the same thing I mean to join you
So blow the horn, the horn for common men
Not to end, fill the air

All the earthly aims were formed
From the earliest pass that climbs
In my mind
Now the joy has burned out and it’s gone
When the amber skies are filled
Seems the days around are ripe for conquering
Now the joy has burned out and it’s gone
But I don’t know where

Bring down, bring down
All thoughts
Of greatness
And leave all to be
Sound and nothing more
Pray for all to end
And silence be all
Now the joy has burned out and it’s gone
But I don’t know where

There were too many years
Under spells awry
As the fortune appears
It begins to die
So I've come here to wait
For the end of it all
Till I'm gone from here
I'm gone from here

Children of the grounds
Are making warring sounds
For those outside
With no care for time
They're full of love for life

Mother calling out
To bring the end around
We weren't quite done
She blames it on the sun

We're raised in a town
Where they jump on your back and sing
Leave an imprint on your shoulder blades
Wanna walk away

I have been cruel and kind without knowing
I fell in the silence overwhelmed by these days
For I have been shown dear rulers, ruling all things
Thinking the world was mine to lay hold on
I breathe in the promise of maiden and man
But each have their on illusions to hold onto

I only want to be left to my own ways
The rulers of one leaving all things undone
I stood in the awe of the whole creations
Gathered among them was the morning
Giving all its rays

Thinking the world was mine to be lost in
I ran with freedom and sank in between
For I have the path of wonder
There before me

I only want to be left to my own ways
The rulers of one leaving all things undone
I stood in the awe of the whole creation
Gathered among them was the morning
Giving all its rays

Down to the valley where the fortunes grow
Down to the free
That gathered holy ‘round the fire that grows so well

On with the laughter when the work is done
It is what it is
A passing work of human hands where faults abound

While the rains would come
While the end was unknown
Nothing had proved too much
No path was solely my own

Most of the daylight nothing filled my mind
Quiet was I
And I was held away from evil that spoke my name

All he was wanting was a bumbling man
I wouldn’t go
Wanting only to feel the time around me stay

I will wear the sun
Ancient light through these woods
Woods that I walk through alone
I will take my rest
With all creatures who dwell
Under the smallest of green

I’ll remain no more
Than is required of me
Until the spirit is gone
I will long to see
All that waits to be know
And all that will never be known

Into the core of nature
No earthly mind can enter
But I will wear the sun
Bound to others
We’ve seen many things

I will train my feet
To go on with a joy
A joy I have yet to reach

I will let the sounds
Of these woods that I’ve known
Sink into blood and to bone

I’ll remain no more
Than is required of me
Until the spirit is gone
I will long to see
All that waits to be know
And all that will never be known

Into the core of nature
No earthly mind can enter
But I will wear the sun
Bound to others
We’ve seen many things

I will wear the sun
Ancient light through these woods
Woods that I walk through alone
I will long to see
All that waits to be know
And all that will never be known
All that will never be known
All that will never be known
All that will never be known
All that will never be known

As the spring is made alive the winter dies
And the final cries of creatures are long behind
And full of spirit the village starts again
With one more year for a man to change his ways

I used to feel all things around me stir
Grateful for all I received
Taking in the sounds and ways of creatures upon the earth
Great were the rivers I swam waiting out the sun

As the winter dies the earth is brought to life
And a thousand merchant ships sail to find
A worthy village to land and start again
With one more year for a man to change his ways

I used to feel all things around me stir
Grateful for all I received
Taking in the sounds and ways of creatures upon the earth
Great were the rivers I swam waiting out the sun

I used to feel all things around me stir
I’d hear the sound of creatures upon the earth
Grateful for all I received
Though winter cold and spring

If all that grows
Starts to fade, starts to falter
Oh let me inside, let me inside not to wake

Let all that run
Through the fields, through the quiet
Go on with their own
On with their own hidden ways

When all the newness
Of gold travels far from
Where it had once been
Worn like the earth over years

And when the acts of man
Cause the ground to break open
Oh let me inside, let me inside not to wake

Great are the sounds of all that live
And all that man can hold

If all that grows
Starts to fade, starts to falter
Oh let me inside, let me inside not to wake

Great are the sounds of all that live
And all that man can hold
Great are the sounds of all that live, that live

Down to the valley where the fortunes grow
Down to the free
That gathered holy ‘round the fire that grows so well

On with the laughter when the work is done
It is what it is
A passing work of human hands where faults abound

While the rains would come
While the end was unknown
Nothing had proved too much
No path was solely my own

Most of the daylight nothing filled my mind
Quiet was I
And I was held away from evil that spoke my name

All he was wanting was a bumbling man
I wouldn’t go
Wanting only to feel the time around me stay