Nightwish Of Myself lyrics [1. From Dusty Bookshelf] [2. All Great Heart Lying Still] The nightingale is still in the cage The deep I took still poisons my lungs An old oak sheltering me from the Sun bathing on dead frozen leaves catnap in the ghost town of my heart She dreams of storytime the river ghosts mermaids, of Whitman's and the rude Raving harlequins, gigantic A of mea song in need a courageous symphony A verse of verse in need Of a ppure-heart singing me to All that great heart lying still and slowly that great heart lying still on an angelwing that great heart lying still In suffering Smiling like clown until the show has come to an end is left for encore Is the same old dead song Sung silence All great heart lying still and slowly dying All that heart lying still on an angelwing A midnight flight into Covington A princess and a panther by side These are Territories I for I'd still give mt everything love you more [3. Black] silent symphony A hollow opus #1, 3 Sometimes sky is piano black Piano black over cleansing Resting pipes, verse of Rusting keys without door Sometimes the within is black Piano black over cleansing All that great lying still and slowly dying All that heart lying still on an angelwing [4. Love] I see a slow, simple youngster a busy street, With a begging bowl in his shaking to smile but hurting infinitely. Nobody notices. I do, but walk An old gets naked and kisses a model-doll in his attic It's half-light and in tears. When he finally comes his eyes cascading. I see a beaten dog in a pungent alley. He tries to me. pride has left his wild eyes. I I had my leg to spare. A mother visits her son, smiles to him through bars. She's never loved him An obese girl enters elevator with me. dressed up fancy, a green butterfly on her neck. Terribly sweeet perfume deafens She's going dinner alone. That her even more beautiful. see a model's face on a brick wall. A statue of porcelain perfection beside a violent kill. A city that flesh. The 1st thing I ever heard was wandering telling his story It was you, the grass under bare feet The campfire in the of night The heavenly of sky and sea It was Roaming the rainy roads, combing the guilded up to a new gallery of wonders every morn Bathing in places no-one's before Shipwrecked some matt-painted island Clad in nothing the surf - beauty's finest robe Beyond mortality we are, swinging in the breath of nature In air of the dawn of life A sight to silence the I want travel where life travels, it's permanent lead Where the air like snow music grass smells like fresh-born Eden I pass no man, no stranger, no tragedy or rapture I would bathe in a world of Love, goodness simplicity (While and imprisoned by technology) The thought of my family's graves the only moment I used to experience love That love infintie, As never be the man my father is How you "just be yourself" When don't know who you are? Stop saying "I know you feel" could anyone know how another feels? Who am I to judge priest, beggar, politician, wrongdoer? I am, you all of them already Dear child, stop working, play Forget rule There's no fear in a "Is there a village this snowflake?" - a child asked "What's the colour of our I've never been so close to truth as I touched it's silver Death is the winner in any Nothing noble dying for your religion For your For for faith For another man, Paper is without words idle without a poem All the world without stories Without and disarming beauty Careless costs souls Ever the Lord smile? Allt he care for the world made a sad man? Why do we still carry a of torture around our necks? Oh, rotten your pre-apocalypse is All you bible-black living over nightmare ground I see all those empty cradles and man will never change too, wish to be a decent manboy but all I am Is and mirrors given everything, may I be deserving there forever remains the change from G to E minor