©1984- Heir Apparent® • All Rights Reserved
©1984- Heir Apparent® • Apparently Music • All Rights Reserved
Written by Terry Gorle and Steve Benito
Copyright ©1987 Apparently Music -BMI
Richard Cheese Music-ASCAP
Barbed wire and barriers are holding me
Though the barricades are only in my mind
I can't seem to break through the walls
Even though I am made of steel
Like steel to a fire I weaken and bend in the wind
Create the desire for crossing the wire
I'm laying it all on the line
Crossing the border
Leaving the sadness far behind
Surrounded by anger and fear
I'm the eye of the hurricane
Like a leaf on a tree in the wind
I yearn to break free
Create the desire for crossing the wire
I'm laying it all on the line
Crossing the border
Leaving the sadness far behind
I'm crossing the border
Fleeing the echoes of my mind
©1984- Heir Apparent® • Apparently Music • All Rights Reserved
Written by Terry Gorle and Steve Benito
Copyright ©1987 Apparently Music -BMI
Richard Cheese Music -ASCAP
One small voice had a dream
Now he's seen the other side
One small heart ached for his people
His children, and his pride
Just one man
With one hope for the world
Just one man
And one small voice was heard
One small voice had a cause
So he lived in a cage
One small love that endured
Through his pain and his rage
Just one man
With one hope for the world
Just one man
And one small voice that was heard
One small voice
Just one small voice
©1984- Heir Apparent® • Apparently Music • All Rights Reserved
Written by Corey Rivers and Derek Peace
Copyright ©1983 Apparently Music -BMI
They dwell in a palace of ivory and gold
In beauty and comfort, a fortune untolled
Yet, out in the courtyard injustice prevails
They've turned their backs on what lordship entails
They squander their riches on oceans of wine
The masses are starving while ministers dine
The bringers of Sorrow, the masters of pain
Rise up in anger, let sweet vengeance reign!
Tear down the walls - tear down the walls
A code of corruption, a throne of despair
A common affliction the townspeople share
Depriving the hungry and robbing the poor
Slaves to a system they loathe and deplore
A bounty of torment, abuse of command
The wicked are crippling this misgoverned land
The innocent perish, the cruel remain
Take up your sabres, let sweet vengeance reign!
Tear down the walls - tear down the walls
Tear down the walls - tear 'em down!
The peasants are storming this palace of gold
By evil repressors, no longer controlled
The banner of justice unfurled overhead
The victors rejoicing, the conquered lie dead
Yet few of them know what the future will bring
Another unjust and unmerciful king
The nature of monarchs is always the same
Soon time will come to let sweet vengeance reign!
Tear down the walls...
©1984- Heir Apparent® • Apparently Music • All Rights Reserved
Music by Terry Gorle and Mike Jackson ; Lyrics by Terry Gorle
Copyright ©1987 Apparently Music -BMI ; Richard Cheese Music -ASCAP
We, the people
Face the challenge of our lives
Apparent heirs of this domain
The time is short for us
To set a new priority
Or we will surely pay the price of the world
- Your world
- My world
- Our world
In the name of progress
We take more than we need
Respect for life exchanged
For corporate greed
Chemical waste destroys
Our land and sea
With no regard for the future
Of our world
We, the people
Face the challenge of our lives
Apparent heirs of this domain
We, the people shape our destiny
And the time is now to take care of the world
- Your world
- My world
- Our world
We must unite to survive!
©1984- Heir Apparent® • Apparently Music • All Rights Reserved
Music by Terry Gorle & Mike Jackson ; Lyrics by Terry Gorle and Steve Benito
Copyright ©1987 Apparently Music -BMI ; Richard Cheese Music -ASCAP
I looked unto the old one, in the sacred halls
I found him there amidst his grief, and crumbling walls
The tears that lined his face told the tale he tried to hide
Of castles made of sand, and of the tide
A whisper through his sobs, I heard him softly say
My kingdom for a wise man, yesterday?
Nothing can save us, no one can stop the end?
Not all your king's horses, or all your amens
There's no disarming, no forewarning
Morning is over, forever burns the night
Time's forever fused with the night
The passions of men -in a flash
Put an end to the light
-End the Light
There's no one that can save us now
Nothing can stop the end
Not all your king's horses, or all your amens
Shadows seething -darkness grips the sky
Ashes wreathing -fire burning on high
Suffocation -the light all gone away
In the end I've no final words to say
There's no disarming, no forewarning
Morning is over- forever burns the night
Time's forever fused with the night
The passions of men -in a flash
Put an end to the light
-End the Light
Shadows seething -darkness grips the sky
Ashes wreathing -fire burning on high
There's no disarming, no forewarning
Morning is over- forever burns the night
There's no one that can save us now
Nothing can stop the end
Not all your king's horses, or all your amens
Shadows seething -darkness grips the sky
Ashes wreathing -fire burning forever on high
©1984- Heir Apparent® • Apparently Music • All Rights Reserved
Written by Ronn Chick and Steve Benito
Copyright ©1986 Richard Cheese Music -ASCAP
Here I am in a spotlight
Alone all over again
And you are home by the firelight
With someone else, instead of me
The words seemed so real
And baby that's why I feel
Alone again
I swore you were my friend
Now I'm all alone
All alone again
The rhymes I could make
If my heart wasn't breaking
In two over you
Oh I'm the fool
For believing in things
I can't hold in my hands
I don't understand
The words seemed so real
And baby that's why I feel
Alone again
I swore you were my friend
I'm all alone
All alone again
©1984- Heir Apparent® • Apparently Music • All Rights Reserved
Words & Music by Terry Gorle
Copyright ©1984 Apparently Music -BMI
Face the facts of life on Earth
The nature of mankind
Pages from our past are now defined
Humanity has common sense
We all know right from wrong
We've lived in false pretense too long!
RISE!! RISE!!
Face the facts of present day
RISE!! RISE!!
Rid yourself of ancient ways
Fear of gods and demons is the folly of your mind
Acknowledge facts of science -don't be blind
The war of good and evil is what you create within
The facts of life are where the truth begins
RISE!! RISE!! RISE!!
Prepare for your future -don't live within the past
The ancient cultures never knew the facts
Technology has given truth where myth had been before
It's time humanity stepped through the door
RISE!! RISE!!
Face the facts of present day
RISE!! RISE!!
Rid yourself of ancient ways...
RISE!! RISE!! RISE!!
©1984- Heir Apparent® • Apparently Music • All Rights Reserved
Words & Music by Terry Gorle
Copyright ©1985 Apparently Music -BMI
I've seen through times of mystery
And dreamed of truth in history
I can't imagine why we'd let our lives be stole away-
For armageddon
To be their pawns
And fear their gods
With no free will - NO!
Another candle burning down
See the flickering light upon the ground
There'll never be a chosen few
The ignorant- they never knew
And now the oceans cry
From the fire in the sky
And there's nothing you can do
'Cause the world you've known is through
And now your people cry
At the rivers running dry
And there's nothing you can do
'Cause the world you've known is through
Desire - the lust for total joy
The fire - a world it shall destroy
Fever - you'll feel it in your mind-
It's the nature of your kind
Lost - the future from your view
The cost - too high to start anew
Reason - the one thing you ignore-
Could open up the door
Another candle burning down...
©1984- Heir Apparent® • Apparently Music • All Rights Reserved
Written by Derek Peace and Steve Benito
Copyright ©1988 Apparently Music-BMI
Richard Cheese Music-ASCAP
Somehow, somewhere, someone
Sold me the wrong set of dreams
Like a rag doll in careless hands
I come apart at the seams
Like a willow I'm bending -an actor pretending
The script I've been given is true
Like a child that is force-fed
I'm throwing this shit back at you
Anger and fury my anger and fury my
Anger and fury my anger and fury my
Wall of anger -My cacophony
(spoken)
...Thus the antediluvian quest of mind over matter
is bequeathed to my benighted self...
Bedaubed and besmirched, the panglos eventually concedes
to the necrosis of hard realities, shrieking in anger -and then silent.
Finding no other course, I laugh at the Sisyphean punchline
at the end of another day...
Neon and screens were my feeling machines
No wonder I feel like a fool
I'm a fire of resentment with media methane as fuel
My soul and the soles of my shoes both have holes
Still somehow I get through the sorrow
Two pairs of socks and a shot in the arm 'til tomorrow
Wall of anger -My cacophony...
©1984- Heir Apparent® • Apparently Music • All Rights Reserved
Music by Terry Gorle ; Lyrics by Terry Gorle & Steve Benito
Copyright ©1987 Apparently Music -BMI ; Richard Cheese Music -ASCAP
Show me a tear, and I'll know you're a dreamer
Caesars, one and all we cry for Rome
Tears like empires falling to the ground
Yet we're shackled to those dreams
We're tied and we're bound
So show me a tear and I'll know you're a dreamer
Caesars, one and all we cry for Rome
Caesars, one and all we cry for Rome
Show me a tear, and I'll tell you a tale of glory
Caesars, one and all we cry for Rome
Show me your fear and I'll sell you a timeless story
Caesars, one and all we cry for Rome
Nero's song of mourning weeps
As pillars fall like rain
Only shattered hopes and dust remain
Show me a tear and I'll know you're a dreamer
Caesars, one and all we cry for Rome
Show me your fear and I'll know that you're a seer
Caesars, one and all we cry for Rome
Tears like empires falling down
See them on the ground
Yet, we're shackled to them
We are bound
Show, come on and show
Show -show.
Are there any dreamers?
Are there any dreamers?
Show me a tear and I'll know you're a seer
Nero's haunting melody
Of irony and pain
The echoes of an empire's final reign
©1984- Heir Apparent® • Apparently Music • All Rights Reserved
Written by Mike Jackson and Steve Benito
Copyright ©1988 Richard Cheese Music-ASCAP
Hero, Warrior
Sit behind the lines and make the call
Leader, Believer
A vestal three-piece high above it all
But until you've walked the miles with the people that you lead
You can't understand their pain when the common people bleed
Fuhrer, Big Brother
Victimize the weak and make us strong
Teacher, Savior
Sanctify your answers, right or wrong
And until you've walked the miles with the people that you lead
You can't understand their pain when the common people bleed
You should be decorated
Adorned by scarlet bars
A celebrated General
To brandish blackened stars
You should be decorated
Your ribbons frayed and torn
Upon your paper pedestal
For the children to adorn
You should be decorated
...still you walk alone...
Leader, Believer
Victimize the weak and make us strong
Teacher, Savior
Sanctify your answers, right or wrong
And until you've walked the miles with the people that you lead
You can't understand their pain when the common people bleed
You should be decorated
...and you could have made a difference - if you tried...
You should be decorated
...but you never really cared, and so you lied...
You should be decorated
...and you could have made a difference - but you never really tried at all
Decorated - decorated
...never really cared
©1984- Heir Apparent® • Apparently Music • All Rights Reserved
Words & Music by Terry Gorle
Copyright ©1983 Apparently Music -BMI
Looking through the windows to your mind
Can't you see that there isn't much more to find?
As you take the crystal deep within
Waiting for the magic to begin
And are the broken mirrors of your soul
Dying for a lesson to be told?
And will you ever find an answer there?
Daring to approach the dragons lair
And the dragon beckons you nearer
And you think you're so damn strong you've got no fear
Are you a victim - a blind man - a fool?
Living in illusions, you can only lose
Shooting deadly arrows in your heart
Bleeding from the moment that you start
A rush that never seems to satisfy
Tempting you once more before you die
And are the broken mirrors of your soul
Dying for a lesson to be told?
And will you ever find an answer there?
Daring to approach the dragons lair
Dragons Lair
Are you there?
Do you care?
...Illusions
©1984- Heir Apparent® • Apparently Music • All Rights Reserved
Written by Corey Rivers
Copyright ©1983 Apparently Music -BMI
Like oils upon a canvas cast in silver, black, and grey
The angry skies of autumn hold the distant sun at bay
Mighty airborne armies waging battles in the sky
The clouds are locked in conflict, sending thunderbolts to fly
Yet in our abundant wisdom
Man can't tame the sky, the mountains, or the sea
Held beyond our understanding, helpless to deny
The hands of destiny
A monolithic menace reaches up to touch the sky
Below, a tiny township, waiting, helpless to defy
In a violent clamor sends a molten sea of flame
Bringing forth destruction, leaving nothing to remain
Yet in our abundant wisdom
Man can't tame the sky, the mountains, or the sea
Held beyond our understanding, helpless to deny
The hands of destiny
With the rage of Neptune, savage seas divide the land
Claiming countless victims of the power at his command
Dark and dismal waters seem to laugh with fiendish pride
Leaving those who dared to venture washed up with the tide
Yet in our abundant wisdom
Man can't tame the sky, the mountains, or the sea
Held beyond our understanding, helpless to deny
The hands of destiny
©1984- Heir Apparent® • Apparently Music • All Rights Reserved
Written by Mike Jackson & Steve Benito
Copyright ©1987 Richard Cheese Music -ASCAP
Just imagine things beyond the chains of understanding
Beyond reason, beyond logic, beyond fear
Believe the inconceivable, feel the unbelievable
Don't bother asking Is this real??
Just imagine meaning in the things you never dreamed of
Like your leaders, your lovers, and your songs
Natural Order's changing, in effect
Giving everyone a cause
Dreamer dreaming in a seeming sleepless land
Just imagine
Just imagine something inside nothing
Like a child in emptiness
Or a dreamer in the dark
Creative cryogenics -a mind
A candle yearning for a spark
Dreamer dreaming in a seeming sleepless land
Just imagine
Just imagine peace where there was none before
Under virgin skies
Just imagine children with hope
Again in their eyes
Just imagine
Just imagine people really caring
And not just saying they do
Just imagine nations really talking
Like me and you
©1984- Heir Apparent® • Apparently Music • All Rights Reserved
Words & Music by Terry Gorle
Copyright ©1983 Apparently Music -BMI
...And the poor shall kneel down at their master's feet
And dedicate themselves to please...
Raging rivers run for the lucky one
For the keeper of the grail
And the lower men, subjects of the king
On their hands and knees prevail
Raging rivers run for the honored one
For the keeper of the key
And the lower men, servants of the king
Live to suit their master's greed
The keeper of the reign
The keeper of the reign
Feels no pain...
Raging rivers run for the royal One
For the keeper of the crown
And the lower men soldiers of the king
To whom their lives revolve around
The keeper of the reign
The keeper of the reign
Feels no pain...
Raging rivers run with the blood of mad men
Battle is the keeper's game
For the lucky one, to him no harm shall come
The keeper never feels their pain - no pain!
©1984- Heir Apparent® • Apparently Music • All Rights Reserved
Written by Derek Peace and Terry Gorle
Copyright ©1984 Apparently Music -BMI
They march at night through fiery battlefields
And the death bell rings it's toll
They take no prisoners, they shoot to kill
And ever onward they will roll
Plated armor of the hardest steel
Their tanks are quick and their trooper's keen
A game of chess with clear-cut strategy
Masters of invasion, take your prey
Masters of invasion, claim your life and dig your grave...
The legions follow orders manifest
No provocation to avenge
Assume a destiny to reach the west
The conquered live in hope for their revenge
You can't escape this vicious war machine
No sanctuary for this grim regime
Freedom and property are stripped away
Masters of invasion, take your prey
Masters of invasion, claim your life and dig your grave...
And on they march to quench their thirst for greed
Without a warrant for their crimes
Annihilation is their craving need
And the death bell counts the lives
Another country doomed to die in vain
Another victim of this mongers' reign
Another paragraph in history...
Masters of invasion, take your prey
Masters of invasion, claim your life and dig your grave...
©1984- Heir Apparent® • Apparently Music • All Rights Reserved
Words & Music by Terry Gorle
Copyright ©1985 Apparently Music -BMI
Dark figures dancing madly underneath the moon
Chilling cold of fright surrounds you here
Shivers running down your spine like frigid blades of ice
The wind blows applause throughout the hills
Nighttime brings vague and shapeless visions into view
Images of evil catch your eyes
Danger lies amidst the shadows everywhere you turn
'Cause in your dreams the darkness never ends...
Nightmare - faces in the dark surround you
Nightmare - images of hell around you
Nightmare - nowhere left to hide
Nightmare - haunting you tonight
Memories of haunting voices burning in your mind
A strange uneasy presence in the air
Your heart pounds, your breath stops, you tremble with fear
Cast into a cauldron of despair
Caught within a wrath of torment every night you dream
Soon you'll be afraid to close your eyes
Imaginary fears are flowing like a steady scream
As you approach your midnight-mare
Nightmare - nowhere left to hide
Nightmare - haunting you tonight
Don't go out alone
Don't go out alone
Don't go out alone!
©1984- Heir Apparent® • Apparently Music • All Rights Reserved
Words & Music by Terry Gorle
Copyright ©1986 Apparently Music -BMI
I'm waiting for morning, but night lingers on
When will the darkness give way to the dawn?
Is there an end?
Cast in a shadow so lonely and cold
Wondering whether I'll live to grow old
A question of Why??
The quest for survival is second to none
Can we unite before our end has come?
Open your eyes!
Cast in a shadow so lonely and cold
Wondering whether we'll live to grow old
A question of time
And what do we have down this road that we're on?
A world of hatred, pollution, and pawns
Futility pounds in my brain!
And what of the people who dream they'll be saved?
Are they immune from the fallout and flames?
If we're responsible who do we blame?
©1984- Heir Apparent® • Apparently Music • All Rights Reserved
Words & Music by Terry Gorle
Copyright ©1985 Apparently Music -BMI
I hear it in the distance
I can feel it in the wind
Somehow, some way
Will it return again?
I see a change taking over
A taste of things to come
Somehow, some way
Am I the only one?
- Running from the thunder
- Reaching for the sun
I've heard it in the distance
I've felt it in the wind
Sometime, some day
Will it return again?
I've seen the changes around me
The threat of things to come
Sometime, some day
Am I the only one?
- Running from the thunder
- Reaching for the sun -lookout!
Running from the thunder
Reaching for the sun...
©1984- Heir Apparent® • Apparently Music • All Rights Reserved
Written by Ronn Chick and Steve Benito
Copyright ©1986 Richard Cheese Music-ASCAP
When the light starts to dim in the evening
When the day starts to fade
Your body echoes an uneasy feeling
You know you're feeling afraid
You don't know where you're going
Or where you've been
You try to run- but it's too late
You've stumbled in
-Now you're
Screaming, 'cause you're afraid of the dark
Screaming toward the light
Screaming, 'cause there's a fear in your heart
Screaming into the night
On your face I can see that you're worried
On your face I see fear
Is this the time that you said you'd run lady?
From your darkest fears
You don't know where you're going
Or where you've been
You try to run- but it's too late
You've stumbled in
-Now you're
Screaming, 'cause you're afraid of the dark
Screaming toward the light
Screaming, 'cause there's a fear in your heart
Screaming into the night
It's too late to run now
I'm right behind
You're over now- I see you
Screaming into the night
©1984- Heir Apparent® • Apparently Music • All Rights Reserved
Written by Corey Rivers and Terry Gorle
Copyright ©1984 Apparently Music -BMI
The black night is the cloak I wear
I'm a nightmare borne on wings
A dark image of boundless fear
On the street I'm king of kings
A pale specter of shattered hopes
I'm a symphony of lies
A vague shadow, a nameless pair of eyes...
A stained picture of broken dreams
I'm a twisted demons' rage
a cold whisper, a silent scream
I'm a panther left uncaged
The dim glow of the haunting moon
I'm your deepest fears unveiled
The wind mocking your every step
I'm a dagger cast in steel
The black night is the cloak I wear
I'm a serpent's icy gaze
A grim chorus, a siren's suite
I'm the misty twilight haze
The chill stabbing the midnight air
I'm a frenzied banshee cry
A blind evil, a mindless beast
I'm the fate you can't defy
©1984- Heir Apparent® • Apparently Music • All Rights Reserved
Music by Mike Jackson and Terry Gorle ; Lyrics by Steve Benito
Copyright ©1987 Apparently Music -BMI ; Richard Cheese Music -ASCAP
Memory- go away, I grow weary from my running
Hiding for so long I've lost my way
Morning lights' reminders painting colors in my prison
Daylight brightens every shade of grey
The pain never ending, and now its so cliche
Yesterdays are creaking doors and noises in the nighttime
Feelings, only chains across the floor
Voices on the wind, softly moan - I hear them whisper
Mirrors mock the man I was before
My mind slowly fading like paper in the rain
The haunting, it still remains
The haunting, it still remains
Turning and burning in my bed
A never-ending ghost that lives inside my head
Memory- go away, I grow weary from my running
Hiding for so long I've lost my way
Yesterdays are creaking doors and noises in the nighttime
Feelings, only chains across the floor
My mind keeps decaying like paper in the rain
The haunting, it still remains
The haunting, it still remains
Turning and burning in my bed
A never-ending ghost that lives inside my head
Memories remain of the haunting
Can't stop the pain of the haunting
©1984- Heir Apparent® • Apparently Music • All Rights Reserved
Words & Music by Terry Gorle
Copyright ©1983 Apparently Music -BMI
A servant's life is always short
I never wonder why
An angel fails to keep his wings
Falling from the sky
On your way -on your way
On your way -to the ground
A misty dew settles down
On the Earth below
The winds of time are telling me
I've got no place to go
I'm on my way -alone
But now, I'm free
To find the reasons why
I must believe, in faith within my mind
-and in my wings
A servant's life is always short
I never wonder why
An angel fails to keep his wings
He knows it's time to live or die...
Fly on!
©1984- Heir Apparent® • Apparently Music • All Rights Reserved
Written by Paul Simon ; Copyright ©1965 Paul Simon Music -BMI
HEIR APPARENT arrangement by Terry Gorle - 1987
Hello darkness my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And a vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a streetlamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
-That split the night
And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
-And no one dared
Disturb the sound of silence
Fools, said I, You do not know
Silence, like a cancer, grows”
Hear my words, that I might teach you
Take my arms, that I might reach you
But my words, like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
And the sign said, The words of the prophets are
Written on the subway walls -and tenement halls
And whispered in the sounds of silence
©1984- Heir Apparent® • Apparently Music • All Rights Reserved
Music by Terry Gorle and Mike Jackson ; Lyrics by Terry Gorle
Copyright ©1987 Apparently Music -BMI ; Richard Cheese Music -ASCAP
I look into your eyes as you look into mine
I see you smile and look away
I sense a passion burning deep within your heart
Can this be real? I look away
And then I wander through the maze of my emotions
Looking for the answer to the question in my mind
Another dream has come and gone
I watch it fade away
And now I wander through the maze of my emotions
Looking for the answer and waiting for a sign
Tell me now -you lead, I'll follow
Will I be with you tomorrow night?
I look into your eyes as you look into mine
I see you smile and turn away
And now I tremble in the midst of my emotions
You are the question and the answer to my dreams
Tell me now -you lead, I'll follow
Will I be with you tomorrow night?
Tell me now -you lead, I'll follow
Will I be with you tomorrow?
Will I be with you tomorrow night?
I look into your eyes as you look into mine
I see you smile and come my way
Tell me now -you lead, I'll follow
Will I be with you tomorrow?
Tell me now -you lead, I'll follow
Will I be with you tomorrow?
Will I be with you tomorrow night?
I see you smile...
©1984- Heir Apparent® • Apparently Music • All Rights Reserved
Written by Ronn Chick and Steve Benito
Copyright ©1986 Richard Cheese Music -BMI
All the pieces seemed to fit today
The sky blue matched the city grey
The roads all led to somewhere
The words I heard were true
Everything seemed to fit but me and you
All the pieces seemed to fit today
Laughter came from children's play
Something came from nothing
One and one made two
Everything seemed to fit but me and you
We are two lost pieces to the puzzle
We are two forgotten words that used to rhyme
We will never fit together
We are two hearts beating out of time
©1984- Heir Apparent® • Apparently Music • All Rights Reserved
Music by Terry Gorle ; Lyrics by Steve Benito
Copyright ©1987 Apparently Music -BMI ; Richard Cheese Music -ASCAP
Watching the setting sun
You feel the days gone by
Autumn is ending- with winter impending
Was summer just a lie?
But just like the seasons
You know you spring will come
You're young forever
Just like the setting sun
You'll rise again
You're young forever
Taking on time in a race
That you can't win
Down but not out it's clear you're wise
Beyond your years
Time is a ship that keeps on sailing
Despite our hailing tears
But just like the ship
The wind will fill your sails
You're young forever
Just like the setting sun
You'll rise again
©1984- Heir Apparent® • Apparently Music • All Rights Reserved
Music by Terry Gorle ; Lyrics by Will Shaw
Copyright ©2018 Apparently Music -BMI
No one cares what you say
Doesn't matter anymore
Just go on about your day
Just another closed door
You can't seem to figure out
The rhyme or the reason
To what this life's about
Or the turn of the season
You're searching for the answer
Locked behind the door
You're searching for the answer
Ohhhhhh
We hold the key
To what's inside
We hold the key
To everything they try to hide
Your meaningless arguments
The who and the why
Won't go without consequence
Spreading the lies
Weaponized order
Doctrines of peace
Culling the weak
When will we learn?
You're searching for the answer
Locked behind the door
Searching for the answer
We can't take it any more
We hold the key - to what's inside
We hold the key - to everything they try to hide
We hold the key - to everything we've been denied
We hold the key
To unlock the door and open our minds
Removing the boundaries and leaving the past behind
We're searching for the answers
Just open up the door
©1984- Heir Apparent® • Apparently Music • All Rights Reserved
Music by Ray Schwartz ; Lyrics by Will Shaw
Copyright ©2018 Apparently Music -BMI
Scattered raindrops on the windowpane
Hear the rumbling from the freight train
Temples crumble in the distance
Strangers scattering seeking refuge from the rain
Seeds of humanity
Planted by the wicked and the damned
Feeding insanity
Follow their orders, decadent commands
Concede to the notion that conviction is the law of the land
Your deity is devotion and your common sense is contraband
The world has made its choice
There is no turning back now
We chose not to progress
But rather to forget
It's time to pay the price
Can't hold on any longer
With stares as cold as ice
The fact remains that
The world keeps on spinning
In the palm our hands
Right from the beginning
We've been betrayed by our fellow man
We took our hopes and dreams
And gave them away to the man in the sky
We begged and prayed to the man in the sky
Our faith betrayed by the man in the sky
With all the secrets of humanity
Mankind all along has held the key
Will we be cursed for eternity?
Just look ahead and follow me...
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Music by Terry Gorle ; Lyrics by Will Shaw
Copyright ©2018 Apparently Music -BMI
A shrine enshrouded - in a darkness out of view
Divine and clouded - a brilliant scarlet hue
It's time to paint a different picture - to start anew
A hidden passageway
Trapped in a moment in time
Away from the light of day
A symbol of man's decline
How far from the truth? Further and farther
How far from the proof? Further and farther away
A courtesy given, a prison we live in
A symbol of man's decline
The illusion of sight, what's wrong and what's right
A blind eye still blinking
Nothing can satisfy
The thirst for greed, the feeling of need
But how can you justify
Such colloquial abnormality
How far from the truth? Further and farther
Have I allowed others to push me down? Further and farther
Further and farther - how far from the proof?
Further and farther - where are my brothers?
Further and farther away
Comfort is the enemy
Climbing the precipice
The only way to escape this regime
This blood red obelisk
Will crumble before us, washing our hands clean
Nothing can satisfy
The thirst for greed, the feeling of need
But how can you justify such colloquial abnormality?
Comfort is the enemy
Comfort is the enemy
Comfort is the enemy
A symbol of man's decline
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Music by Natthavut Sakiya ; Lyrics by Will Shaw
Copyright ©2018 Apparently Music -BMI
Everything gone in an instant
Sometimes over before it began
Pushing and grasping
Screaming and gasping
The flowers of spring have faded
The autumn leaves absent from the horizon
If only you could see
Waiting for the cold of winter
Yearning for the sun rays of the spring
Just as the choirs of the night begin to sing
Oh we're never truly here
Living on borrowed time
Running from our fears
Oh no, no matter where we are
Here we aren't
No matter where we are
Here we aren't
The stillness all around us
The passing of all we've ever known
The cycle of emptiness
We come and we go all alone
Whether we're crawling up the stairs
Or being wheeled down the hall
Nothing we ever do seems to matter at all
Oh we're never truly here
Living on borrowed time
Running from our fears
Oh no, no matter where we are
Here we aren't
No matter where we are
Here we aren't
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Music by Terry Gorle ; Lyrics by Will Shaw & Mike Blair
Copyright ©2018 Apparently Music -BMI
Erase my mind with synthetic remedies
Injecting lies - discarding all my dreams
As I sit behind the curtain and the screens
Colors fill my eyes, proliferate realities
It's of no consequence to me
Written rewritten rewritten - written rewritten rewritten
Allegorical, architectural, anomaly
Ones and zeroes, octets and masks
Hide the skies
A brilliant mind sitting behind
Synthetic lies
On these new paths
Deep inside my brain
All the charts and graphs
Can hardly explain
Like photographs the memories remain
It's of no consequence to me
Written rewritten rewritten - written rewritten rewritten
Unbelievable inconceivable abnormality
Ones and zeroes, octets and masks
Hide the skies
A brilliant mind sitting behind
Synthetic lies
A world unfolding
Mankind beholding
Awakening from peaceful slumber
You realize you are just a number
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Music by Terry Gorle ; Lyrics by Mike Blair
Copyright ©2003 Apparently Music -BMI
Man and machine sharing thoughts - mind and reason
The storage of genius unfurled
To build a device that will harness our vision
Our knowledge - our future - our world
They call it Savior
Intricate designing and careful refining
To the future your mind will be hurled
With data and wires - your dreams and desires
Your feelings exposed to the world
Memories extracting - your thoughts everlasting
The hard drive is storing your mind
You save the nostalgic - the logic - chaotic
To benefit all mankind
They call it Savior
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Music by Terry Gorle ; Lyrics by Will Shaw & Terry Gorle
Copyright ©2018 Apparently Music -BMI
Before the lines that split the lands
Before the raging seas
A million miles of blood and sand
The pages of The Histories
Where are we heading?
What will we find?
When will we get there?
All roads lead to Palestine
Traveling through the ages
Wandering for eternity
Falling from the pages
Left behind by the Father of History
Where are we heading?
What will we find?
When will we get there?
All roads lead to Palestine
©1984- Heir Apparent® • Apparently Music • All Rights Reserved
Music by Terry Gorle ; Lyrics by Will Shaw ;
Poem excerpt by Henry Johnstone
Copyright ©2018 Apparently Music -BMI
A bead of sweat keeping tempo
An unrelenting clockwork
Past day's regrets
Spinning endless
'Round and 'round it goes
Chasing the dream
Silence whispers softly
Hiding in the corners of the night
Silence whispers to me
Spiraling disorder 'til the morning light
Unto thee I pray
Thoust guarded me all day
Safe I am while in thy sight
Safely let me sleep tonight
Ticking of the clock
Angels laughing
Demons on parade
Past day's regret
Shades of darkness
Twilight masquerade
Silence whispers softly
Hiding in the corners of the night
Silence whispers to me
Spiraling disorder 'til the morning light
Insomnia
'Round and 'round it goes
Angels laughing
Demons on parade
'Round and 'round it goes
Shades of darkness
Twilight masquerade
'Round and 'round it goes
'Round and 'round it goes
Insomnia
Silence whispers softly