the porter – a lament lyrics – disillusion

i could bend the genius’ course
could give wisdom to the blunt
but i doubt they would be grateful

one wish, a breeze to blow over
the shelves and piles of souvenirs

if only they would come to see
knowing ages p*ss before a tree
will spoil us with complexity
they’d be worth a hall of memories

but it’s fools i deal with day and night
fools that only come for short insight
though all of past hence waits
in sanct*ty’s sweet embrace.

hear my song of reverence
to the precious gifts that countenance
to clamber high and dig so deep
and seek what everyone should seek.

it’s him again – the sullen –
with eyes in envy’s mist and woe
out for refuge in a glimpse of bliss

a short delusion
a frenzy grasp at nothingness
a frenzy grasp at nothingness:

echoes pound so loud in me
voices longing for tranquility
a course is set for stormy seas
leading through the hall of memories

but it’s fools i deal with day and night
fools that only come for short insight
though all of past hence waits
in sanct*ty’s sweet embrace.

i could bend the genius’ course
could give wisdom to the blunt
but i doubt they would be grateful.

/ disillusion lyrics