Easter

Para todos os que ainda acreditam no peso e na importância das palavras...

A páscoa "como ela é". Como muitos a vêem...

Easter - Marillion (Steve Hogarth)

A ghost of a mist was on the field

The grey and the green together

The noise of a distant farm machine

Out of a the first light came

A tattered necklace of hedge end trees,

on the southern side of the hill

Betrays where the border runs between,

where Mary Dunoon's boy fell

Easter here again, a time for the blind to see,

Easter, surely now can all of your hearts be free

Out of the port of Liverpool,

bound for the north of Ireland

The wash of the spray and horsetail waves,

the roll of the sea below

And Easter here again, a time for the blind to see,

Easter, surely now can all of your hearts be free

What will you do?Make a stone of your heart?

Will you set things right?When you tear them apart?

Will you sleep at night?With the plough and the stars alight?

What will you do?With the wire and the gun?

That'll set things right

When it's said and done?Will you sleep at night?

Is there so much love to hide?

Forgive,Forget,Sing never again.

MariMari-Em grande ânsia e cheia de expectativa para dia 16. Eh eh.