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    Rush - Caress Of Steel
    Bastille day

    (Lee/Lifeson/Peart)

    There's no bread, let them eat cake
    There's no end to what they'll take
    Flaunt the fruits of noble birth
    Wash the salt into the earth

    But they're marching to Bastille day
    La guillotine will claim her bloody prize
    Free the dungeons of the innocent
    The king will kneel and let his kingdom rise

    Bloodstained velvet, dirty lace
    Naked fear on every face
    See them bow their heads to die
    As we would bow as they rode by

    And we're marching to Bastille day
    La guillotine will claim her bloody prize
    Sing o choirs of cacophony
    The king has kneeled to let his kingdom rise

    Lessons taught but never learned
    All around us anger burns
    Guide the future by the past
    Long ago the mould was cast

    For they marched up to Bastille day
    La guillotine claimed her bloody prize
    Hear the echoes of the centuries
    Power isn't all that money buys



    I think I'm going bald

    (Lee/Lifeson/Peart)

    I looked in the mirror today
    My eyes just didn't seem so bright
    I've lost a few more hairs
    I think I'm going bald, I think I'm going bald

    Seems like only yesterday
    We would sit and talk of dreams all night
    Dreams of youth and simple truths
    Now we're so involved, so involved with life

    Walk down vanity fair
    Memory lane everywhere
    Wall street shuffles there
    Dressed in flowing hair

    Once we loved the flowers
    Now we ask the price of the land
    Once we would take water
    But now it must be wine

    Now we've been
    And now we've seen
    What price peace of mind
    Take a piece of my mind

    My life is slipping away
    I'm aging every day
    But even when I'm grey
    I'll still be grey my way



    Lakeside park

    (Lee/Lifeson/Peart)

    Midway hawkers calling:
    "Try your luck with me"
    Merry go round wheezing
    The same old melody

    A thousand ten cent wonders
    Who could ask for more?
    A pocketful of silver
    The key to heaven's door

    Lakeside park, willows in the breeze
    Lakeside park, so many memories
    Laughing rides, midway lights
    Shining stars on summer nights

    Days of barefoot freedom
    Racing with the waves
    Nights of starlit secrets
    Crackling driftwood flames

    Drinking by the lighthouse
    Smoking on the pier
    Still we saw the magic
    Was fading every year

    Lakeside park, willows in the breeze
    Lakeside park, so many memories
    Laughing rides, midway lights
    Shining stars on summer nights

    Everyone would gather
    On the twenty fourth of May
    Sitting in the sand
    To watch the fireworks display

    Dancing fires on the beach
    Singing songs together
    Though it's just a memory
    Some memories last forever



    The Necromancer

    (Lee/Lifeson/Peart)

    1) Into the darkness

    "As grey traces of dawn tinge the eastern sky
    The three travelers, men of Willowdale, emerge from the forest shadow
    Fording the River Dawn they turn south
    Journeying into the dark and forbidding lands of the Necromancer
    Even now the intensity of his dread power can be felt
    Weakening the body and saddening the heart
    Ultimately they will become empty, mindless spectres
    Stripped of will and soul
    Only their thirst for freedom gives them hunger for vengeance"

    Silence shrouds the forest
    As the birds announce the dawn
    Three travellers forth the river
    And southward journey on

    The road is lined with peril
    The air is charged with fear
    The shadow of his nearness
    Weighs like iron tears

    2) Under the shadow

    "Shreds of black cloud loom in overcast skies
    The Necromancer keeps watch with his magic prism eyes
    He views all his lands and is already aware
    Of the three helpless invaders trapped in his lair"

    Brooding in the tower
    Watching over his land
    Holding evvry creature
    Helplessly they stand

    Gaze into his prisms
    Knowing they are near
    Lead them to the dungeons
    Spectres numb with fear

    They bow defeated

    3) Return of the prince

    "Enter the champion, prince By-Tor appears
    To battle for freedom from chains of long years
    The spell has been broken, the dark lands are bright
    The wrath of the Necromancer soars away in the night"

    Stealthily attacking
    By-Tor slays his foe
    The men are free to run now
    From labyrinths below

    The wrath of Necromancer
    Shadows through the sky
    Another land to darken
    With evil prism eye



    The fountain of lamneth

    (Lee/Lifeson/Peart)

    1) In the valley

    I am born, I am me
    I am new, I am free
    Look at me, I am young
    Sight unseen, life unsung

    My eyes have just been opened
    And they're open very wide
    Images around me
    Don't identify inside

    Just one blur I recognize
    The one that soothes and feeds
    My way of life is easy
    And as simple are my needs

    Yet my eyes are drawn toward
    The mountain in the east
    Fascinates and captivates
    Gives my heart no peace

    The mountain holds the sunrise
    In the prison of the night
    'Till bursting forth from rocky chains
    The valley floods with light

    Living one long sunrise
    For to me all things are new
    I've never watched the sky grow pale
    Or strolled through fields of dew

    I do not know of dust to dust
    I live from breath to breath
    I live to climb that mountain
    To the fountain of lamneth

    Yet my eyes are drawn toward
    The mountain in the east
    Fascinates and captivates
    Gives my heart no peace

    The mountain holds the sunrise
    In the prison of the night
    'Till bursting forth from rocky chains
    The valley floods with light

    2) Didacts and harpets

    Stay! Go!
    Work! No!
    Learn! Live!
    Earn! Give!

    Stay or fight?
    What's right?
    Listen!

    3) No one at the bridge

    Crying back to consciousness
    The coldness grips my skin
    The sky is pitching violently
    Drawn by shrieking winds

    Seaspray blurs my vision
    Waves roll by so fast
    Save my ship of freedom
    I'm lashed helpless to the mast

    Remembering when first I held
    The wheel in my own hands
    I took the helm so eagerly
    And sailed for distant lands

    But now the sea's too heavy
    And I just, I just don't understand
    Why must my crew desert me?
    When I need, I need a guiding hand

    Call out for direction
    And there's no one there to steer
    Shout out for salvation
    But there's no one there to hear

    Cry out supplication
    For the maelstrom is near
    Scream out desperation
    But no one cares to hear

    4) Panacea

    The whiteness of confusion
    Is unfolding from my mind
    I stare around in wonder
    Have I left my life behind?

    I catch the scent of ambergris
    And turn my head surprised
    My gaze is caught and held
    And I am helpless, mesmerized

    Panacea, liquid grace
    Oh, let me touch your fragile face
    Enchantment falls around me
    And I know I cannot leave

    Here's a meaning for my life
    A shelter from the storm
    Pacify my troubles with
    Her body, soft and warm

    Naked in our unity
    A smile for every tear
    Gentle hands that promise me
    Comfort through the years

    Yet I know I must be gone
    Before the light of dawn

    Panacea, passion pure
    I can't resist your gentle lure
    My heart will lie beside you
    And my wandering body grieves

    5) Bacchus Plateau

    Another endless day
    Silhouettes of grey
    Another glass of wine
    Drink with eyes that shine

    To days without that chill at morning
    Nights time out of mind

    Draw another goblet
    From the cask of forty three
    Crimson misty memory
    Hazy glimpse of me

    Give me back my wonder
    I've something more to give
    I guess it doesn't matter
    There's not much more to live

    Another foggy dawn
    The mountain almost gone
    Another doubtful fear
    The road is not so clear

    My soul grows ever weary
    And the end is ever near

    Draw another goblet
    From the cask of forty three
    Crimson misty memory
    Hazy glimpse of me

    Give me back my wonder
    I've something more to give
    I guess it doesn't matter
    There's not much more to live

    6) The fountain

    Look! The mist is rising
    And the sun is peaking through
    See the steps grow lighter
    As I reach their final few

    Hear the dancing waters
    I must be drawing near
    Feel my heart is pounding
    With embattled hope and fear

    Now at last I fall before
    The fountain of lamneth
    I thought I would be singing
    But I'm tired, out of breath

    Many journeys end here
    But the secret's told the same
    Life is just a candle
    And a dream must give it flame

    The key, the end, the answer
    Stripped of their disguise
    Still it's all confusion
    And tears spring to my eyes

    Though I've reached a signpost
    It's really not the end
    Like Old Sol behind the mountain
    I'll be coming up again

    I'm in motion, I am still
    I am crying, I am still
    I'm together, I'm apart
    I'm forever at the start

    Still I am
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