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Sail on silver wings, through this storm
What fortune love may bring,
Back to my arms again the love of a former golden age.
I am disabled by fears concerning which course to take,
For now that wheels are turning I find my faith deserting me.
This night is filled with the cries of dispossessed children in search of paradise.
A sign of unresolved ambition drives the pin wheel on and on.
I am disabled by fears concerning which course to take,
When memory bears witness to the innocents consumed in dying rage.
The way lies through our love.
There can be no other means to the end,
Or the keys to my heart you will never find.
What fortune love may bring,
Back to my arms again the love of a former golden age.
I am disabled by fears concerning which course to take,
For now that wheels are turning I find my faith deserting me.
This night is filled with the cries of dispossessed children in search of paradise.
A sign of unresolved ambition drives the pin wheel on and on.
I am disabled by fears concerning which course to take,
When memory bears witness to the innocents consumed in dying rage.
The way lies through our love.
There can be no other means to the end,
Or the keys to my heart you will never find.
Lyrics submitted by Neon_Like
Track duration: 04:03
"In Power We Entrust the Love Advocated" as written by Lisa Germaine Gerrard, Brendan Michael Perry, Scott Rodger, Peter Lawrence Ulrich, Gus Ferguson, James E. Pinker
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, EMI Music Publishing
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I was just reading Khalil Gibran's 'The Madman' and this couplet immediately made me think of the similar line in this song.
I've no particular point to make; just thought it was interesting and lovely. (Lovely writing; fearful content.)
Also, my god, that same line (in the song), when listened to today, makes me cry for London. (It's the week of the Tottenham-et-al riots and looting, oh future readers.) Dispossessed children indeed. Gives the line a new dimension of horror.
Perry would never be satisfied with singing about love, when instead he could sing about Love! Or Fate, or Eternity...
he's very good at what he does, but just once I would have liked to have heard him write about something simple and straightforward.
I think it's about an ex coming back, through the storm of an arguement or situation. The singer is wondering what he should do about it - remembering the Golden Age when he was in love with the person before. However, his fears are kicking in now something is happening and he's not too sure.
The cries of Dispossessed Children are all of us longing for Paradise in love as well as himself. The memory bit I think is quite straight forward, he's lost his innocence and whenever he recalls some memory of before he is filled with Rage.
Or maybe it's just someone who's been screwed over too many times and can't let anyone in anymore and if they just gave it a chance then maybe then it will work.
Either way, it works and I can appreciate it.
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