[00:00:00] Song Of Myself - Nightwish [00:00:45] The nightingale is still locked in the cage [00:00:50] The deep breath I took still poisons my lungs [00:00:56] An old oak sheltering me from the blue [00:01:01] Sun bathing on its dead frozen leaves [00:01:07] A catnap in the ghost town of my heart [00:01:12] She dreams of storytime and the river ghosts [00:01:18] Of mermaids' of Whitman's and the rude [00:01:23] Raving harlequins' gigantic toys [00:01:28] A song of mea song in need [00:01:32] Of a courageous symphony [00:01:35] A verse of mea verse in need [00:01:38] Of a ppureheart singing me to peace [00:01:41] All that great heart lying still and slowly dying [00:01:44] All that great heart lying still on an angelwing [00:01:51] All that great heart lying still [00:01:55] In silent suffering [00:01:58] Smiling like a clown until the show has come to an end [00:02:03] What is left for encore [00:02:04] Is the same old dead boy's song [00:02:07] Sung in silence [00:02:10] All that great heart lying still and slowly dying [00:02:12] All that great heart lying still on an angelwing [00:02:27] A midnight flight into Covington Woods [00:02:32] A princess and a panther by my side [00:02:38] These are Territories I live for [00:02:42] I'd still give mt everything to love you more [00:02:48] A song of mea song in need [00:02:51] Of a courageous symphony [00:02:55] A verse of mea verse in need [00:02:58] Of a ppureheart singing me to peace [00:03:01] All that great heart lying still and slowly dying [00:03:04] All that great heart lying still on an angelwing [00:03:11] All that great heart lying still [00:03:15] In silent suffering [00:03:18] Smiling like a clown until the show has come to an end [00:03:22] What is left for encore [00:03:24] Is the same old dead boy's song [00:03:27] Sung in silence [00:03:29] All that great heart lying still and slowly dying [00:03:32] All that great heart lying still on an angelwing [00:04:03] A silent symphony [00:04:16] A hollow opus 1'2'3 [00:04:28] Sometimes the sky is piano black [00:04:42] Piano black over cleansing waters [00:04:53] Resting pipes' verse of bore [00:05:06] Rusting keys without a door [00:05:19] Sometimes the within is piano black [00:05:32] Piano black over cleansing waters [00:06:11] All that great heart lying still and slowly dying [00:06:17] All that great heart lying still on an angelwing [00:06:24] All that great heart lying still and slowly dying [00:06:30] All that great heart lying still on an angelwing [00:07:07] I see a slow' simple youngster by a busy street' [00:07:11] with a begging bowl in his shaking hand [00:07:14] Trying to smile but hurting infinitely Nobody notices [00:07:21] I do' but walk by [00:07:26] An old man gets naked and kisses a modeldoll in his attic [00:07:31] It's halflight and he's in tears [00:07:34] When he finally comes his eyes are cascading [00:07:39] I see a beaten dog in a pungent alley He tries to bite me [00:07:45] All pride has left his wild injured eyes [00:07:48] I wish I had my leg to spare [00:07:54] A mother visits her son' smiles to him through the bars [00:07:58] She's never loved him more [00:08:01] An obese girl enters an elevator with me [00:08:05] All dressed up fancy' a green butterfly on her neck [00:08:10] Terribly sweet perfume deafens me [00:08:14] She's going to dinner alone [00:08:17] That makes her even more beautiful [00:08:20] I see a model's face on a brick wall [00:08:24] A statue of porcelain perfection beside a violent city kill [00:08:30] A city that worships flesh [00:08:46] The 1st thing I ever heard was a wandering [00:08:50] man telling his story [00:08:52] It was you' the grass under my bare feet [00:08:57] The campfire in the dead of night [00:09:00] The heavenly black of sky and sea [00:09:05] It was us [00:09:07] Roaming the rainy roads' combing the guilded beaches [00:09:13] Waking up to a new gallery of wonders every morn [00:09:18] Bathing in places noone's seen before [00:09:23] Shipwrecked on some mattpainted island [00:09:28] Clad in nothing but the surf beauty's finest robe [00:09:36] Beyond all mortality we are' swinging in the breath of nature