{"id":25,"date":"2013-06-05T20:52:17","date_gmt":"2013-06-05T19:52:17","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/cluster015.ovh.net\/~tarja\/web\/?page_id=25"},"modified":"2013-06-09T08:39:50","modified_gmt":"2013-06-09T07:39:50","slug":"paroles-my-winter-storm","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"http:\/\/www.tarja.fr\/web\/paroles\/paroles-my-winter-storm\/","title":{"rendered":"My Winter Storm"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"My<\/a><\/p>\n

1. Ite, Missa Est<\/a>
\n2. I Walk Alone<\/a>
\n3. Lost Northern Star<\/a>
\n4. Seeking For The Reign<\/a>
\n5. The Reign<\/a>
\n6. The Escape Of The Doll<\/a>
\n7. My Little Phoenix<\/a>
\n8. Die Alive<\/a>
\n9. Boy And The Ghost<\/a>
\n10. Sing For Me<\/a>
\n11. O\u00e1sis<\/a>
\n12. Poison<\/a>
\n13. Our Great Divide<\/a>
\n14. Sunset<\/a>
\n15. Damned And Divine<\/a>
\n16. Ciar\u00e1n’s Well<\/a>
\n17. Minor Heaven<\/a>
\n18. Calling Grace<\/a><\/p>\n

Enough<\/a>
\nThe Seer<\/a>
\nWisdom of Wind<\/a><\/p>\n

<\/a>1. Ite, Missa Est<\/h3>\n

[Instrumental]<\/i><\/p>\n

<\/a>2. I Walk Alone<\/h3>\n

Put all your angels on the edge
\nKeep all the roses, I’m not dead
\nI left a thorn under your bed<\/p>\n

I’m never gone<\/p>\n

Go tell the world I’m still around
\nI didn’t fly, I’m coming down
\nYou are the wind, the only sound<\/p>\n

Whisper to my heart
\nWhen hope is torn apart
\nAnd no one can save you<\/p>\n

I walk alone
\nEvery step I take
\nI walk alone<\/p>\n

My winter storm
\nHolding me awake
\nIt’s never gone
\nWhen I walk alone<\/p>\n

Go back to sleep forever more
\nFar from your fools and lock the door
\nThey’re all around and they’ll make sure<\/p>\n

You don’t have to see
\nWhat I turned out to be
\nNo one can help you<\/p>\n

I walk alone
\nEvery step I take
\nI walk alone<\/p>\n

My winter storm
\nHolding me awake
\nIt’s never gone
\nWhen I walk alone<\/p>\n

Waiting up in heaven
\nI was never far from you
\nSpinning down I felt your every move<\/p>\n

I walk alone
\nEvery step I take
\nI walk alone<\/p>\n

My winter storm
\nHolding me awake
\nIt’s never gone
\nWhen I walk alone<\/p>\n

<\/a>3. Lost Northern Star<\/h3>\n

Legend says that when grief overpowers happiness
\nthe northern star loses its light and falls down on earth
\nwhere thee become a man.
\nOne person alone can help.
\n<\/i><\/p>\n

I’m the one who leaves shadows in you room at night:
\nI’m the reason you’re listening enlightening you eyes.
\nWhen Pan meets Apollo down with the sin
\nthey will send tears of angels though kindness won’t win.<\/p>\n

Lost northern star
\nBuried in sorrow,
\nI’ll guard your mind.
\nLet demons howl outside.<\/p>\n

Where the calm fields of snow become one with the sky
\nI am there; I am waiting as time passes by
\nI set up the weather to suit how you feel
\nDrop rain down with wishes, build grace out of steel<\/p>\n

Lost northern star
\nBuried in sorrow,
\nI’ll guard your mind.
\nLet demons howl outside.<\/p>\n

My soul burns.<\/p>\n

Sending dream flakes your way.
\npainting pictures to help you each day.
\nYet you don’t know I’m there.<\/p>\n

Lost northern star
\nBuried in sorrow,
\nI’ll guard your mind.
\nLet demons howl outside.<\/p>\n

My soul burns.<\/p>\n

<\/a>4. Seeking For The Reign<\/h3>\n

[Instrumental]<\/i><\/p>\n

<\/a>5. The Reign<\/h3>\n

I see the waves of sand
\nBig free
\nAnother land
\nDreams within dreams
\nYou are alive
\nThey gave me their wings
\nI spread them wide<\/p>\n

I’ll move on
\nto another place
\nfrom my memories
\nunmade
\nI’ll hold on
\nand my heart will find you there
\nlove will shine free
\nForever<\/p>\n

Sun flames
\nAnd moons glow
\nTimeless the tides will flow
\nWhat will I face what will be mine
\nFortune and fate
\nThe other side<\/p>\n

<\/a>6. The Escape Of The Doll<\/h3>\n

[Instrumental]<\/i><\/p>\n

<\/a>7. My Little Phoenix<\/h3>\n

Gracefully she’s circling higher.
\nShe has the wind beneath her wings
\nand looks down on us
\nShe said:
\n\u00ab\u00a0Robbed of my innocence, had no more time to play.
\nI sure got my feathers burned, but I’m stronger than the flames\u00a0\u00bb.<\/p>\n

Here she comes, here she comes.
\nI’ve been waiting for so long.
\nHere she comes
\nrose again from the flames
\nmy little Phoenix<\/p>\n

Eternity is set in her eyes
\nthrowing sparks back at the world that’ll never die.
\nAnd I think:
\n\u00ab\u00a0She has robbed of her innocence, had no more time to play.
\nShe’s only a little girl, but she stronger than the flames\u00a0\u00bb<\/p>\n

Here she comes, here she comes.
\nI’ve been waiting for so long.
\nHere she comes
\nrose again from the flames
\nmy little Phoenix<\/p>\n

Here she comes
\nI’ve been waiting for my little Phoenix<\/p>\n

You’ve got to get close to the flame to see what it’s made of
\nYou’ve got to get close to the flame to see what you are made of.<\/p>\n

Here she comes, here she comes.
\nI’ve been waiting for so long.
\nHere she comes
\nrose again from the flames
\nmy little Phoenix<\/p>\n

<\/a>8. Die Alive<\/h3>\n

Open up the night.
\nLed by just a feeling.
\nAll around is light.
\nEverything is healing.<\/p>\n

No more fate ans no more mystery.
\nEven as time falls away I live my days
\nevery moment and its memory,
\nnot only to survive to die alive.<\/p>\n

Overwhelming love,
\nheaven’s just a feeling.
\nSinging in my blood
\nkeeping me from kneeling.<\/p>\n

No more fate ans no more mystery.
\nEven as time falls away I live my days
\nevery moment and its memory,
\nnot only to survive to die alive.<\/p>\n

Die Alive.<\/p>\n

No more fate ans no more mystery.
\nEven as time falls away
\nI live my days every moment and its memory,
\nnot only to survive to die alive.<\/p>\n

<\/a>9. Boy And The Ghost<\/h3>\n

The streets are empty
\ninside it’s warm.
\nhis hands are shaking
\nthey locked the door
\na voice is calling
\nasking to get in<\/p>\n

all he wanted was a toy
\nall he needed was a gentle heart
\nto lead him through the dark
\nwhen his dreams are running wild
\nboy and the ghost
\nfire’s not burning
\nthe lights went out
\nthe lights went out<\/p>\n

big family dinner
\nthe untold tale
\nthere eyes are sparkling on his frozen face
\nangel’s calling
\nasking to get in<\/p>\n

all he wanted was a toy
\nall he needed was a gentle heart
\nto lead him through the dark
\nwhen there’s nowhere left to fall
\nboy and the ghost
\nhis eyes are burning
\nthe lights went out
\nthe dreamy is on.<\/p>\n

wake up, wake up:
\nthere’s an angel in the snow
\nlook up, look up:
\nit’s a frightened dead boy
\nwith so much hate, such bad dreams.
\nhe could have seen
\nthe toy’s the key
\nbut no one saw
\nno one saw<\/p>\n

all he wanted was a toy
\nall he needed was a bleeding heart
\nto lead him through the dark
\nboy and the ghost<\/p>\n

Despero, solitas, debilis, desolo.
\nDespero, solitas, debilis, desolo.<\/p>\n

when there’s nowhere left to fall.
\nnowhere to hide
\nthe silence is hurting
\ninside it’s cold
\nsleep or die
\nnowhere to go
\nnowhere to hide
\nhis light went out<\/p>\n

<\/a>10. Sing For Me<\/h3>\n

It’s getting hard to breathe
\nDarkness in my head frightens me
\nThere’s a little devil in my mouth
\nWriting ugly words for you to shout
\nThe virgin soul that lived in me
\nIs raped by insecurity
\nI need you to sing<\/p>\n

Sing for me my love
\nSing the right from wrong
\nHere inside my mind
\nTruth is hard to find<\/p>\n

It’s getting too crowded here
\nAll alone and playing with my fear
\nI don’t want this anymore
\nI’ve tied myself down to the floor
\nI need you to sing<\/p>\n

Sing for me my love
\nSing the right from wrong
\nHere inside my mind
\nTruth is hard to find<\/p>\n

SONO MIHI
\nSing for me<\/p>\n

Sing for me my love
\nSing…<\/p>\n

Sing for me my love
\nSing the right from wrong
\nHere inside my mind
\nTruth is hard to find<\/p>\n

<\/a>11. O\u00e1sis<\/h3>\n

Hyvyyden varjo peitt\u00e4\u00e4 kyyneleen,
\nl\u00f6yt\u00e4neen luo vie askeleen.
\nRauha saa, kehto uneen tuudittaa.
\nToivo j\u00e4\u00e4, tie rakkauteen.
\nTie syv\u00e4\u00e4n vaupauteen.<\/p>\n

[English translation:]<\/i><\/p>\n

The shadow of goodness covers the tear,
\nTakes the step to the one found.
\nPeace may, rock the cradle to sleep.
\nHope remains, a way to love.
\nA way to a deep freedom.<\/p>\n

<\/a>12. Poison<\/h3>\n

Your cruel device
\nYour blood, like ice
\nOne look could kill
\nMy pain, your thrill<\/p>\n

I want to love you but I better not touch (don’t touch)
\nI want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop
\nI want to kiss you but I want it too much (too much)
\nI want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison
\nYou’re poison running through my veins
\nYou’re poison, I don’t want to break these chains<\/p>\n

Your mouth, so hot
\nYour web, I’m caught
\nYour skin, so wet
\nBlack lace on sweat<\/p>\n

I hear you calling and it’s needles and pins (and pins)
\nI want to hurt you just to hear you screaming my name
\nDon’t want to touch you but you’re under my skin (deep in)
\nI want to kiss you but your lips are venomous poison
\nYou’re poison running through my veins
\nYou’re poison, I don’t wanna break these chains
\nPoison<\/p>\n

One look could kill
\nMy pain, your thrill
\nI want to love you but I better not touch (don’t touch)
\nI want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop
\nI want to kiss you but I want it too much (too much)
\nI want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison
\nYou’re poison running through my veins
\nYou’re poison, I don’t wanna break these chains
\nPoison<\/p>\n

I want to love you but I better not touch (don’t touch)
\nI want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop
\nI want to kiss you but I want it too much (too much)
\nI want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison, yeah
\nI don’t want to break these chains
\nPoison, oh no
\nRunning deep inside my veins,
\nBurning deep inside my veins
\nIt’s poison
\nI don’t wanna break these chains
\nPoison<\/p>\n

<\/a>13. Our Great Divide<\/h3>\n

Dark blue sea, calling me.
\nSongs of waves, keep me safe.
\nSky’s so deep, there’s no end
\nthe moon still asleep, the bed of stars for me<\/p>\n

How can I see through your eyes my destiny?
\nI fall apart.
\nYou bleed for me.
\nHow can I see through your eyes our worlds collide?
\nOpen your heart, to close our great divide.<\/p>\n

Distant prayers, carved in stone.
\nThe silent words they will still be heard.<\/p>\n

How can I see through your eyes my destiny?
\nI fall apart.
\nYou bleed for me.
\nHow can I see through your eyes our worlds collide?
\nOpen your heart, to close our great divide.<\/p>\n

How can I see through your eyes my destiny?
\nI fall apart.
\nYou bleed for me.
\nSo I just float with the tide through the night I pass you by.
\nOpen my heart, to close our great divide.<\/p>\n

<\/a>14. Sunset<\/h3>\n

[Instrumental]<\/i><\/p>\n

<\/a>15. Damned And Divine<\/h3>\n

I won’t help if you wait for me.
\nI’m a slave to the dark.
\nI Know I’m not saint, you see.
\nThe Dawn is when it starts.<\/p>\n

Feel the shadow of my oblivion
\nhoping mercy would show her face
\non the road to your own perdition
\nin the coal-blackened rain.<\/p>\n

Frozen in time yearning forbidden wishes.
\nDamned and divine.
\nScars of my broken kisses.
\nWhat will follow if tomorrow’s blind?
\nMy eternal night.<\/p>\n

As the wind takes me away from you
\nbefore the morning light.
\nMy sins are fading into view
\nI’m so weary deep inside<\/p>\n

Feel the shadow of my oblivion
\nhoping mercy would show her face
\non the road to your own perdition
\nI may see you again.<\/p>\n

Frozen in time yearning forbidden wishes.
\nDamned and divine.
\nScars of my broken kisses.
\nWhat will follow if tomorrow’s blind?
\nMy eternal night.<\/p>\n

Every single dawn I die again.<\/p>\n

<\/a>16. Ciar\u00e1n’s Well<\/h3>\n

Misty cold nights
\nYou’ll hear her sigh
\nAnd sing bitter
\nsweet lullabies<\/p>\n

For years she prayed
\nThe saints would cast
\na spell for the
\nforest to let her go<\/p>\n

She sings\u0085
\nShe dreams\u0085
\nShe prays\u0085<\/p>\n

She sings\u0085
\nshe plays…
\nshe stays…<\/p>\n

Ah Ah
\nAh Ah<\/p>\n

The black old well
\nHolds ancient tales
\nAnd makes all wishes come true
\nSo throw your dream
\nInto the dark
\nAnd Blue will come for you<\/p>\n

<\/a>17. Minor Heaven<\/h3>\n

Take my longings and believe them.
\nLight a candle if you know.
\nI breath love, don’t wanna be there.
\nThese are things I got to know:
\nThe magic seem so far don’t know who they are.<\/p>\n

Let me go Minor Heaven, cause my blood to run.
\nLeave this place, unforgiven.
\nHeal me with you sun.
\nHow can I come undone?
\nLet me know Minor Heaven.<\/p>\n

Light a way for me to walk on
\nfrom the ashes to the sky.
\nBurn the thorns so I can hold on.
\nTrust in me I know I’m right.
\nI’m know I’m gone too far.
\nLeave them where they are.<\/p>\n

Let me go Minor Heaven, cause my blood to run.
\nLeave this place, unforgiven.
\nHeal me with you sun.
\nHow can I come undone?
\nLet me know Minor Heaven.<\/p>\n

Even if nothing I’ll become
\nsomething I’ve been for all too long.
\nLet me go Minor Heaven.<\/p>\n

Let me go Minor Heaven, cause my blood to run.
\nLeave this place, unforgiven.
\nHeal me with you sun.
\nHow can I come undone?
\nLet me know Minor Heaven.<\/p>\n

<\/a>18. Calling Grace<\/h3>\n

In the dark
\nCaptured in his frozen heart
\nColours fade in to grey
\nShe tried so hard
\nEvery word was torn apart
\nShot her down with poison darts<\/p>\n

Her tears made a swim beneath the sea
\nShe’s free<\/p>\n

Calling grace
\nShe’ll never fall again
\nLove remains in her<\/p>\n

Softly
\nHer inner voice has learned to speak
\nFollowing her dreams<\/p>\n

Her tears made a swim beneath the see
\nShe’s free<\/p>\n

Calling grace
\nShe’ll never fall again
\nLove remains in her<\/p>\n

Calling grace
\nShe will rise again
\nSacrifice the saints
\nStill love remains<\/p>\n

<\/a>Enough<\/h3>\n

Ego selfish prima donna
\nDancing in your poisoned cage
\nThinking that your conscience’s clearer
\nIf you drink your dreams away<\/p>\n

Feed your anger to the devil
\nIn yourself built wishing well
\nTake a swim in muddy waters
\nAll the dirt will leave a trail<\/p>\n

Had enough symphonies of sorrow
\nBe so brave and weep me away
\nMasterpiece of treachery<\/p>\n

Built a wall and made me crumble
\nJust because I am in love
\nDon’t you lie, that you kept all
\nThose are toys that you have got<\/p>\n

Smash the mirror of the version
\nKeep the dagger that you made
\nMirror, mirror, is there someone
\nWho can make your day today<\/p>\n

Had enough symphonies of sorrow
\nBe so brave and weep me away
\nHad enough symphonies of sorrow
\nBe so brave and weep me away
\nMasterpiece of treachery<\/p>\n

Kept my thoughts buried in a box
\nWhen it’s shut, I still kept it locked
\nYou draw a play written with my blood
\nWent ahead just to feed the lot<\/p>\n

Had enough symphonies of sorrow
\nBe so brave and weep me away
\nHad enough symphonies of agony
\nBe so brave and weep me away
\nMasterpiece of treachery<\/p>\n

<\/a>The Seer<\/h3>\n

I cut my heart – a gift to you
\nYou leave salt in my wound
\nYou are inside my wall of thoughts
\nBut in yours I’m unknown<\/p>\n

My desperation finds a book of heroes gone
\nLegends tell about a saviour wise and strong
\nI’m burning at the stake of love, the flames get tall
\nAnd in my anguish he’s the last resort to call<\/p>\n

And suddenly my seer is on my side
\nBringing love while forgetting his pride
\nIn his eyes I see there’ll be better times along my way<\/p>\n

Nothing to fear
\nNothing to fear<\/p>\n

Why is it called Elysian Fields
\nWhen love builds only grief
\nAll your agony and pain
\nStays the same till you see<\/p>\n

That destination shows you legends long extinct
\nRumours are told about a hero kind and skilled
\nI’m burning at love’s stake and that’s the end I feel<\/p>\n

But suddenly my seer is on my side
\nBringing love while forgetting his pride
\nIn his eyes I see there’ll be better times along my way<\/p>\n

As he longs to speak to me
\nI realise the reflection while listening
\nHis words mend all my wounds cause he is me
\nMy seer lives inside of me<\/p>\n

When suddenly my seer is on my side
\nBringing love while forgetting his pride
\nIn his eyes I see there’ll be better times along my way<\/p>\n

Nothing to fear
\nMy seer is near
\nThere’s nothing to fear
\nMy seer is near
\nMy seer is near<\/p>\n

<\/a>Wisdom Of Wind<\/h3>\n

Blue skies, rivers of gold
\nBring to my heart
\nThe stories of old
\nI remember the way to begin<\/p>\n

Lead by all my grace
\nAnd a brave hand of peace
\nThe air will lift us, our hearts a gift as
\nWe feel the release<\/p>\n

The breaking of dawn
\nI see the wind and the breeze
\nWill carry us home,
\nJoining us all in unified love<\/p>\n

The sweetness of peace
\nMore precious than gold,
\nThe tender compassion
\nThat gives elation as we behold<\/p>\n

Break of dawn is coming,
\nWith wisdom, wind and breeze,
\nTouching on the seas.<\/p>\n

So here in our hearts
\nlay way to our home
\nWhere all find comfort,
\nBlue skies, rivers of gold<\/p>\n

The sweetness of peace
\nMore precious than gold,
\nThe tender compassion
\nThat gives elation as we behold<\/p>\n

Break of dawn is coming,
\nWith wisdom, wind and breeze,
\nTouching on the seas.<\/p>\n

So here in our hearts
\nlay way to our home
\nWhere all find comfort,
\nBlue skies, rivers of pure gold<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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