Believe? - Lyrics
© Steve Unruh
Masterlist of Lyrics Believe? page
Part I In the Beginning Lifeline's Song S.O.S. Leaving Spain The Clouds from Yesterday Consolation The Empty Page No Quaint Conclusion Part II The Rising Sun Images of Dreams Overshadow Me Focus Leaf Fly Finale
Part I In the Beginning - 4:06 In the beginning There was the Word Peace never-ending And word was good But saints started sinning And then came the flood With tongues forked and bending And word was gone And weíve no scapegoats left to blame in our idle history Tales of hatred, fear, and shame steal my past from me So tell me the stories Of fair days past Speak of the old reprieve Tell me of hope And freedom at last Speak so I might Believe So when I tell the old, old story To the young ones stepping on I may tell of hope and glory And not the chaos Back to top Lifeline's Song - 3:44 One lifetime, one lifetime long One lifeline... one lifelineís song So why do I have to be drowned in confusion The peace has forsaken me in these days of late Why do I have to be so much alone, and then Why has it taken me so long in waiting, all For the scales weigh the choice I never had You were the hope defined by my vision You were the freedom, a sought-after claim Young hopeful heart, yet needing an author Back to top S.O.S. - 3:50 S.O.S., itís adolescence calling Telling you the time is right for change Hopefulness, to gain some definition And your life is more than solitary And your time is more than spent alone In our eyes the leaves are turning over S.O.S., the future now is calling Telling you the plans you must arrange Hopefulness, itís time to take some action And our lives are more than solitary And our time is more than spent alone In our eyes, the darkness almost over S.O.S., reality is calling Telling you youíll turn an empty page in yourself. Your future days are numbered And our lives return to solitary And our time is mostly spent alone In our eyes is Autumnís newfound sober You were the hope defined by my vision I was the one then needing a name Young hopeful hearts in desperate knowledge Parting of ways to places returning Thousands of miles caught souls by surprise Find yourself and wave a sad goodbye Back to top Leaving SpainĖ 7:44 (instrumental) Back to top The Clouds from Yesterday - 2:25 This is not easy for me, this is not easy for anyone here This is not simple anymore for me to hear myself say Today would work itself out But that point of reference was five long years ago And we just couldnít see the clouds from yesterday So I spend my time with the idle swaying branches and the falling leaves And the pale gray sky doesnít even cast a shadow as it covers me I philosophize, try to pass the time away and ďDry your eyesĒ are the only words Iím called to say The lonely cry of a hawk becomes my song and flies away Now my life returns to solitary And my time is mostly spent alone Return to home as Autumnís almost over Back to top Consolation - 4:07 So here we are again in the same situation As the company provides some consolation As we falter on our paths and we fall from our ideals But the voices soften hearts across the miles The questions are defined but the answers arenít apparent And I hardly understand the situation But the ends are reached through means so that it all becomes indifferent Just as long as time is passing all the while And I will wait for the time to find the truth, and to set a course of action And to put to rest the ever-pounding questions And to seek some inner calm, and to find a hint of justice And to find myself alive and well in you I will wait... Back to top The Empty Page - 2:03 You were the hope defined by my vision You were the freedom, a sought-after claim Young, hopeful heart in desperate knowledge Parting of ways to places returning Thousands of miles caught souls by surprise Find yourself and wave a sad goodbye The inner peace has left me now and turned the empty page The stories told of fair days passed have turned to present rage So who is left to sing me all the songs of old reprieve? And who is left to tell me to Believe? Back to top No Quaint Conclusion - 1:05 So just when you think itís over itís only just begun We find no quaint conclusion, but in the end we still are young With many years to tie down all the tails (tales) weíve left undone Before the end has come Two thousand days behind us, a thousand tales weíve spun We race to catch the past but find itís eastward that we run The sunset was mistaken, the day is not yet done We see the rising sun Back to top Part II The Rising Sun - 1:45 (instrumental) Back to top Images of Dreams - 3:09 A bright green field, set against a brilliant blue sky and whitest clouds, a brown horse running along a wooden fence The perfect red barn off in the distance, glowing fields of wheat You and me These are the images of dreams Running wild through the fields, scenery blurring The wind blows through your hair, I stare Try to hold this reality The sunshine rays through the dew on the grass blades inspire me Come with me, help me chase these images of dreams But, no, my dream is waking as I face another day The earth below is darkened by the mist Climbing to my feet, another day just as before And living gives no reason to exist As Iím haunted by the images of dreams Back to top Overshadow Me - 3:17 Will you be my comfort in the end? Will you be my blanket, my old friend? Will you be my center, will you be my shelter from the storm? Will you be the captain of this vessel? Will you be the one to save my soul? Will you run the rudder, lift the sails until my time to take control? And the present angels are calling Ė ďNo more promisesĒ Will you be the tempo to this time? Will you be the character that leads in this cartoon? Will you be my shadow, lead in front of me when the sun is at my back? Will you turn the lights off when Iím gone? Will you take the blame for all my scorn? Will you take my temper and still say that you will love me Ďtil the end ...my friend? And the present angels are calling (no more promises in vain) No more following this dream (you wonít overshadow me) In the end your demons are calling (lead the blinded world to find) This will overshadow me (this wonít overshadow me) Too much putting off and putting on Too much guidance, too much leading wrong So much for the future, so much for the future of this dream Will you try to see what youíve become? Will you see the distance left to run? Will you be the future, will you be the one? And the present angels are calling Ė ďNo more promisesĒ Back to top Focus - 2:20 I stare at the mirror, my eyes open wide, mesmerized as the green and the black focus clearly The sentience held here up front in my gaze now a window to some strangerís mind The soul becomes lost in the logic and focus the heart beating deeply blood coursing through veins How simple it seems, yet without comprehension Iím staring indefinitely Now dream becomes waking and waking means dying and living means lying and landing means flying and everything meshes the intricate weave yet the fabric is frayed at the seams And still I look on gazing deeper and darker and clearer and starker in search for a marker Iím lost in myself, or whoeverís before me, and trying to see what it means ďWill somebody help me?Ē I say to myself in a voice careful not to be heard and realize fully, futility in bloom, of ever my voicing concern Iím not ready for this, Iím too smart and too stupid, Iím straining just feeding this life Why now am I burdened with thoughts of the future and searching for meaning inside? My thoughts are too small, yet too many and fast I cannot pin them down, I cannot let them pass as I struggle for reason or ignorant bliss I can feel the cords ripping away Back to top Leaf - 5:53 A trembling little yellow leaf Holds on tenaciously with all of its energy Trying to keep itself rooted down A river flowing underneath now Waiting patiently now Ever slowly flowing down Far away now, far away now, far away...from here An aging little yellow leaf Lets go of its grasp in the gentle breeze Swaying gently, floating down Falls to the waterís surface Caught by the rolling river Ever slowly flowing down Far away now, far away now, far away...from here Back to top Fly - 1:29 And far, far away the little leaf can travel Riding on the current of the river As it flows beneath my feet I can draw my own analogy Riding on the waves of my belief I can fly over all the boundaries within me I can fly high above the stormy sea And yet the birds sing to me, maybe singing out of cheerfulness But if singing out of sadness all the same ĎCause still I hear a hopeful tone, and a tiny ray of sunlight Falls upon me where I write as if to say I can fly over all the boundaries within me I can fly high above the stormy sea Vision cleared as Iím standing From my rest at the river How my life mirrors nature Find the answers flowing down Back to top Finale - 6:44 Life continues on its frantic flight at the speed of light The engine never stopping for the weary Light is deeper than the darkness in the black divide Falls into the shadows for a clearing Destination gone, origin forgotten The path ahead defined by whatís ahead Dreams are lost in waking, the takers arenít taking Itís hard to tell the sinners from the saved Are we all slaves? Are we all slaves? If you watch us from above youíll see no difference Are we insane? Are we insane? If youíll listen from my ears you just might hear Close the office door, take the elevator down to the first floor Get in the car and drive away, feed the machine to open the gate Ė wait... To make the turn and go acquire more fuel to burn Arrive at home from a twenty-minute drive and say ďIím glad to be aliveĒ Eat some frozen peas and pet the cat and check for fleas Flip on T.V. and start to dream about the future One more cup of coffee and Iíll make it through the evening And Iíll lie awake, believing in my dreams Oh it seems Iím washed away by the flood that Iíve created Iíve stated everything, and Iíve done nothing Well ninety percent of a race well-run still leaves the runner standing Panting while the winner passes by And ninety percent of a dream complete still leaves the dreamer waking Wondering for the ending through the day No more dreams in waking, I canít take this anymore! Swallowed by the world I raise my fist And climbing to my feet Iím looking higher than before Strain my eyes to see what I have missed Believe...this time I will Believe... But will believing give a brand new start? Will this panacea cure the aching in my heart? Will the cease of fearing the fear itself destroy the cause of fear? Tired of this trial on my soul Tired of the tyrant trying to take control Leaving me no choices but to leave the past and leave myself behind Itís time And the present angels are calling (no more promises in vain) No more waking from this dream (feed the restless energy) In the end your demons are falling (leave the blinded world behind) All I have to do is Believe Ė this time I will Believe... Back to top Back to Believe? page Back to Steve Unruh Home Special thanks to Christopher Frick for the transcript.