Promenade  ---------    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 darks blossoms have grown.  Even now in furrows of sorrow  The dance still is sung.    My life's course is guided  Decided by limits drawn  On charts of my past days  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 yesterday's answers;  The earth of the past came to flesh,  Eroded by Time's rivers  To the shapes we now possess.    Come share of my breath and my substance,  And mingle our stream and our times.  In bright, infinite moments,  Our reasons are lost in our rhymes.      The Curse of Bab Yaga  ---------------------    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 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 the pain 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.    these lyrics are submitted by burkul