Tytuł: Silver

• Wykonawca: Kris Kristofferson
• Wyświetleń: 160

  
   Silver was a rounder with a wicked reputation
  Music was his magic and his madness rolled in one
  It's said he charmed the fairest hearts of this world's fairest maidens
  Quick as silver mercury and slippery as a song
  
  Winding like a river through a thirsty world of strangers
  Carving out a legend in a dream-forsaken land
  Silver took his pleasures just as freely as he gave them
  'Cause hungry eyes weren't quick enough for Silver's flashing hands
  
  Then once upon escaping from the world of silk and shadows
  Sudden growin' sicker of the secrets and the shame
  He stumbled onto something real that beckoned like a candle
  And never lookin' backwards, he surrendered to the flame
  
  Chorus:
  Because Hunger, is the surface, of a darkened pool of sadness
  Silver pale reflection of a deeper need below
  Mystery and magic are the holy forms of madness
  Sacred as the ecstasy that slumbers in your soul
  
  Silver moved instinctively within her soft defenses
  Soon unfolding mysteries he'd never seen before
  And wakening an ancient need, she slipped inside his senses
  And Silver took it easy as the closing of a door
  
  Then soon he touched the secret fears she'd hidden with her sorrows
  Darker than her raven hair and deeper than her eyes
  And dared to try to lead her to the sunlight from her shadows
  Following the line between her laughter and her lies
  
  But Silver left his magic with the legend he'd abandoned
  Love had stripped him naked of illusion and it's charms
  Then one long night her changing mind took kindly to a stranger
  And morning found her moving in the golden stranger's arms
  
  Chorus:
  Because Hunger, is the surface, of a darkened pool of sadness
  Silver pale reflection of a deeper need below
  Mystery and magic are the holy forms of madness
  Sacred as the ecstasy that slumbers in your soul
  
  Silver stared in silence at the tangled scene before him
  Time was burning frozen in the oceans of his eyes
  And sadly turning backwards to the world that he'd forsaken
  He donned the shining mantle of deception and disguise
  
  Slowly, with the patience born of silent desperation
  Silver worked his way into the darkness of her mind
  Weaving through her conscience like a chance she might have taken
  Sadder than the shadows of the love she'll never find
  
  And Silver's spell was stronger than the softly smiling stranger
  Whose star was burning smaller in the naked light of day
  And Silver took her hand again, a wiser man, but sadder
  Ready for the stranger who would steal her love away
  
  Chorus:
  Because Hunger, is the surface, of a darkened pool of sadness
  Silver pale reflection of a deeper need below
  Mystery and magic are the holy forms of madness
  Sworn to free the ecstasy that slumbers in your soul