The Wakening


Memories of laying down, but no memories of sleep.
In my memories I drown, but awake I cannot keep.
O my eyes I cannot open, I can't even move my head.
To fly freely, I'm but hopin'
and my flame … and my flame … and my flame … and my flame…
I am not dead!

What's these mountains that surround me? When I lay, there was but grass.
Brothers, sisters all around me turned to stone as time did pass,
When the moments turned to hours and millennia went by
And we lay as silent towers
And we slept … and we slept … and we slept … and we slept…
We did not die!

Fire burn - do not wither, flame!
Ages turn - won't you call my name?
Breath - don't leave me alone
I do not wish to turn to stone

Where's the flame I held so dearly? Where's the spark that was my soul?
O if only I'd see clearly, but I feel I am not whole.
There's remembrances of fire and some heat I cannot hold
while I flew so high an higher
in my dreams … in my dreams … in my dreams … in my dreams …
My world's grown old!

Fire burn - do not wither, flame!
Ages turn - won't you call my name?
Breath - don't leave me alone
I do not wish to turn to stone

O my world has grown so busy, time runs faster than it did,
leaves me feeling old and dizzy - this world isn't mine a bit.
It's the humans' world to hurry and this time is theirs to keep.
I could try to wake an worry,
but my heart … but my heart … but my heart … but my heart …
I want to sleep.

Fire burn - do not wither, dreams
Ages turn - keep it as it seems
Sleep - let me lie alone
My heart will never turn to stone

Ein Lied zu den schlafenden Drachen in meiner Geschichte »Die Spinnwebstadt«

Text und Melodie (c) 2004 by Thesilée A song based on my own story »Cobweb City«

tune and lyrics (c) 2004 by Thesilée