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skyclad - no strings attached كلمات الأغنية

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now the final curtain’s fallen,
for no show goes on forever,
if the world’s a stage – mine’s empty.
whilst upon it you’ll tread never.
as the instruments lie silent in their coffins made of wood,
i rest -ssured they’d say these words – if say these words they could;
whatever happened to the songs – the music that we made,
and the joy we shared together as on me your fingers played?
are chose symphonies forgotten – with our cases closed and latched’?
dreams now dusty, old and rotten – empty sh-lls (no strings attached).
amidst the dying candle-light,
i sit forlorn, alone,
a sp-ce once filled with laughter bright,
the place my heart called home
now the puppets are my company – but wood and straw can’t speak;
though it by chance they came to life i’m certain they would weep;”
“what am i without your tender touch –
the hands to hold and guide me,
what purpose has a puppet with no puppeteer beside me?
i do not care i have no hair – my painted face is scratched.
but fear my wooden heart will shatter with no stings attached.

[chorus:]

no mourners -ssemble in this white-elephant’s graveyard,
a dearth of bloom upon my tomb – an absence of forget-me-nots.
for romeo i understudied – this sepulchre dark and bloodied,
it’s my final resting place – amongst these “cloak-and-dagger’ props.
your kiss turns princes into frogs – and p-ssion-plays to monologues.

now last and least- the minstrel-takes his bow upon the stage,
he’s played a fool and played the prince – (but never acts his age).
and if for once not lost for words- l wonder what he d say,
to win fair maiden, slay the dragon, keep dread foe at bay?

“though i am not a wealthy man – my heart is pure and true,
and the only riches that i have – the love i feel for you.
now my life is robbed of meaning
iike a purse of hope that’s sn-tched.
must i spend my whole time dreaming –
living life no strings attached?”

[chorus:]

no mourners -ssemble in this white-elephant’s graveyard,
a dearth of bloom upon my tomb – an absence of forget-me-nots.
for romeo i understudied – this sepulchre dark and bloodied,
it’s my final resting place – amongst these “cloak-and-dagger’ props.
your kiss turns princes into frogs – and p-ssion-plays to monologues.

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