Emerson Lake & Palmer


Released: January 1972


Lead me from tortured dreams
Childhood themes of nights alone
Wipe away endless years
Childhood tears as dry as stone

From seeds of confusion
Illusions dark blossoms have grown
Even now in furrows of sorrow
The dark still is sown

My life's course is guided
Decided by limits drawn
On charts of my past ways
And pathways since I was born
The Sage

I carry the dust of a journey
That cannot be shaken away
It lives deep within me
For I breathe it every day

You and I are yesterdays answers
The earth of the past come to flesh
Eroded by times rivers
To the shapes we now possess.

Come share of my breath and my substance
And mingle our streams and our times
In bright infinite moments
Our reasons are lost in our eyes.

The Curse of Baba Yoga

Doubles faces dark defense
Talk too loud but talk no sense
Yeah I see those smiling eyes
Butter us up with smiling lies

Talk to creatures raise the dead
Fate you know sure got fed
Trained apart from houses of stone
Hour of horses pick the bone
The Great Gates Of Kiev

Come forth, from love's spire
Born in life's fire,
Born in life's fire.
Come forth, from love's spire
In the burning, all are (of our) yearning,
for life to be.
And in pain there will (must) be gain,
New Life!

Stirring in salty streams
And dark hidden seams
Where the fossil sun gleams.

They were, sent from (to) the gates
Ride the tides of fate
Ride the tides of fate.
They were, sent from (to) the gates,
In the burning all are (of our) yearning,
For life to be.

There's no end to my life,
No beginning to my death:
Death is life.

There's no end to my life,
No beginning to my death:
Death is life.