When I was a child I dreamed But they were not dreams at all Of far off lands, of far off times Watching kingdoms rise and fall Other bodies and names I had, but always the same work to do Always artisan, warrior, witch, I never thought the dreams were true Slowly through the years I learned Hands that ached to hold a pen A rebel soul, no orders held And vision into minds of men At last I read in an ancient book And saw what I had always known Then I knew that the dreams were true For the tale it told was once my own Why do I come circling back Slowly do the memories clear Of ancient wars, of friends and foes But never of my purpose here Still I sharpened my threefold skills for use in some unknown game Only knowing that age upon age my enemy was still the same Patterns that repeat, I see Faster through the world they skew The stars come right, the fates take flight, and all the myths and dreams come true Whatever battle the gods prepare, for artistry, for weapons, or for mind There I haste for the answer waits, the purpose I was born to find Then I saw the armies march Saw him raise his power high He preached obey, he practiced rule, and fattened on the ancient lie His wheedling words, his mystic might, his ultimately iron hand His promised hell, I know them well Finally I understand Master of the secret dark Are you so surprised to see Your ancient foe, you should well know Come to spoil your victory? Is your memory worse than mine, or wouldn’t you believe it it was true? But I have hunted thee ages down Fated to come after you
@Leslie Fish I’m glad you’re finding your old songs here on RUclips. I have to thank you and Feature Length for introducing me into the Filk genre, I don’t think I’d ever found it without you two! :D
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When I was a child I dreamed
But they were not dreams at all
Of far off lands, of far off times
Watching kingdoms rise and fall
Other bodies and names I had, but always the same work to do
Always artisan, warrior, witch, I never thought the dreams were true
Slowly through the years I learned
Hands that ached to hold a pen
A rebel soul, no orders held
And vision into minds of men
At last I read in an ancient book
And saw what I had always known
Then I knew that the dreams were true
For the tale it told was once my own
Why do I come circling back
Slowly do the memories clear
Of ancient wars, of friends and foes
But never of my purpose here
Still I sharpened my threefold skills for use in some unknown game
Only knowing that age upon age my enemy was still the same
Patterns that repeat, I see
Faster through the world they skew
The stars come right, the fates take flight, and all the myths and dreams come true
Whatever battle the gods prepare, for artistry, for weapons, or for mind
There I haste for the answer waits, the purpose I was born to find
Then I saw the armies march
Saw him raise his power high
He preached obey, he practiced rule, and fattened on the ancient lie
His wheedling words, his mystic might, his ultimately iron hand
His promised hell, I know them well
Finally I understand
Master of the secret dark
Are you so surprised to see
Your ancient foe, you should well know
Come to spoil your victory?
Is your memory worse than mine, or wouldn’t you believe it it was true?
But I have hunted thee ages down
Fated to come after you
@Leslie Fish i wish my dreams were that interesting!
@Leslie Fish I’m glad you’re finding your old songs here on RUclips. I have to thank you and Feature Length for introducing me into the Filk genre, I don’t think I’d ever found it without you two! :D
@Leslie Fish this song inspires me to write, it's such a cool concept! Thank you for making amazing music :)
It's such a great song
amazing
Dovie'andi se tovya sagain