It’s a cold and lonely message | At the end
of a song | It invaded hearts and minds |
But they couldn ’t get along | It can ask
you to remember | It can ask you for a
dance | So it seems that every song | Now
is just one last chance
 
Take this it’s yours | An anthem for a lost
cause | Now ashes bone and splinter | What
was once a glittering prize | The
composition rites
 
Oh redemption love and departure | I think
your work is done | Paris – St Petersburg |
Don’t need a tower of song | Escapes not
worth the capture | So walk that
lonesome road | No joy or earthly
rapture | Nothing to take the load
 
Take this it’s yours | An anthem for a lost
cause | Now ashes bone and splinter |
What was once a glittering prize | The
composition rites
 
Take this it’s yours | An anthem for a lost
cause | Now ashes bone and splinter |
What was once a glittering prize | The
composition rites