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Jul. 22nd, 2003
As inspired by Tim Chmielewski (from the ARK), I decided to post some lyrics. I won't foist "I've got you" on you, because you probably aren't as taken with Nick Carter as I am, so have "When I Go", by Dave Carter, with Tracy Grammar. As transcribed by me, so there may be a few places where I can't figure it out...
When I Go
Come, lonely hunter, chieften and king, I will fly like a falcon when I go
Bear me my brother, under your wing, I will strike, fell like lightning, when I go
I will bellow like the thunder drum, invoke the storm of war,
a twisting pillar spun of dust and blood up from the prarie floor
I will sweep the foe before me like a gale out on the snow
And the wind will long recount the story, reverence and glory,
when I go
Spring, spirit dancer, nimble and thin, I will leap like coyote when I go
Tireless entrancer, lend me your skin, I will run like the gray wolf when I go
I will climb the rise at daybreak, I will kiss the sky at noon,
raise my yearning voice at midnight to my mother in the moon
I will make the lay of long defeat and draw the chorus slow
I'll send this message down the wire and hope that someone wise is listening
when I go
[violin solo]
And when the sun comes trumpeting from his red house in the east,
he will find the standing stone where long I chanted my release,
He will send his mourning messanger to strike the hammer blow
And I will crumble down uncountable, in showers of crimson rubies
when I go
Sigh, mournful sister, whisper in turn, I will rattle like dry leaves when I go
Stand in the mist where my fire used to burn, I will camp on the night breeze when I go
And should you glimpse my wandering form out on the border line,
between death and resurrection and the council of the pines,
Do not worry for my comfort, do not sorrow for me so
All your diamond tears will rise up and adorn the sky beside me,
when I go
When I Go
Come, lonely hunter, chieften and king, I will fly like a falcon when I go
Bear me my brother, under your wing, I will strike, fell like lightning, when I go
I will bellow like the thunder drum, invoke the storm of war,
a twisting pillar spun of dust and blood up from the prarie floor
I will sweep the foe before me like a gale out on the snow
And the wind will long recount the story, reverence and glory,
when I go
Spring, spirit dancer, nimble and thin, I will leap like coyote when I go
Tireless entrancer, lend me your skin, I will run like the gray wolf when I go
I will climb the rise at daybreak, I will kiss the sky at noon,
raise my yearning voice at midnight to my mother in the moon
I will make the lay of long defeat and draw the chorus slow
I'll send this message down the wire and hope that someone wise is listening
when I go
[violin solo]
And when the sun comes trumpeting from his red house in the east,
he will find the standing stone where long I chanted my release,
He will send his mourning messanger to strike the hammer blow
And I will crumble down uncountable, in showers of crimson rubies
when I go
Sigh, mournful sister, whisper in turn, I will rattle like dry leaves when I go
Stand in the mist where my fire used to burn, I will camp on the night breeze when I go
And should you glimpse my wandering form out on the border line,
between death and resurrection and the council of the pines,
Do not worry for my comfort, do not sorrow for me so
All your diamond tears will rise up and adorn the sky beside me,
when I go