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Wuthering Heights - The Mad Sailor
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Wuthering Heights - Lost At Sea
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Wuthering Heights - The Road Goes Ever On
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Wuthering Heights - A Sinner's Confession
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Wuthering Heights - Away!
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Wuthering Heights - Beautifool
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Wuthering Heights - Carpe Noctem - Seize the Night
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Wuthering Heights - Dancer In The Light
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Wuthering Heights - Demon Desire
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Wuthering Heights - Dreamwalker
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Wuthering Heights - Enter The Cave
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Wuthering Heights - Envy
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Wuthering Heights - Faith - Apathy Divine Part I
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Wuthering Heights - Highland Winds
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Wuthering Heights - Hunter In The Dark
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Wuthering Heights - I Shall Not Yield
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Wuthering Heights - I Will Crumble
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Wuthering Heights - Lament For Lorien
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Wuthering Heights - Land Of Olden Glory
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Wuthering Heights - Longing For The Woods - Part I: The Wild Children
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Wuthering Heights - Longing For The Woods - Part II: The Ring Of Fire
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Wuthering Heights - Longing For The Woods - Part III: Herne's Prophecy
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Wuthering Heights - Lost Realms
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Wuthering Heights - Midnight Song
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Wuthering Heights - Reason...?
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Wuthering Heights - River Oblivion
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Wuthering Heights - See Tomorrow Shine
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Wuthering Heights - Sleep
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Wuthering Heights - Snow - Apathy Divine Part 2
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Wuthering Heights - Sorrow In Memoriam
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Wuthering Heights - Tears
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Wuthering Heights - The Bird
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Wuthering Heights - The Bollard
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Wuthering Heights - The Desperate Poet
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Wuthering Heights - The Field
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Wuthering Heights - The Last Tribe (Mother Earth)
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Wuthering Heights - The Nevershining Stones
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Wuthering Heights - The Raven
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Wuthering Heights - The Wanderer's Farewell
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Wuthering Heights - Through Within To Beyond
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Wuthering Heights - Too Great Thy Gift
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Wuthering Heights - Tree
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Wuthering Heights - Water of Life
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Wuthering Heights - Weather the Storm
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Wuthering Heights - When The Jester Cries
The Desperate Poet
Wuthering Heights
There'd be no words for the emptiness I feel
I released the beast inside me, but it had gone tame
I rang the churchbells high on the hill, but no one came
I try capturing images, but my camera is blind
And the stars that I reach for
Just the movieset of my mind
Is this pain in vain
That I feel
Or is real art
Made in this fashion
With passion
I don't know
I'm a desperate poet, lost for words and I know it
My ink is dry, though I try, still my words will not fly
I'm a desperate poet, and I know that I owe it to you
To deliver the goods, and I would, if I could
But this tune that I'm destroying
Shows there's nothing more annoying
Than a desperate, desperate poet, so it seems
I sign my name in blood, but it's not binding
I turn every stone, but I'm not finding anything
My pen should be on fire, but it's not igniting
Ready for war, I don't know what I'm fighting for
Is this wordsmith
Worth his salt
Or is it all just
Pages from a phrasebook
Who took the words
Out of my mouth
I'm a desperate poet, lost for words and I know it
My ink is dry, though I try, still my words will not fly
I'm a desperate poet, and I know that I owe it to you
To deliver the goods, and I would, if I could
But this tune that I'm destroying
Shows there's nothing more annoying
Than a desperate, desperate poet
I would sing of the loves that we all once knew
And the ones that we ended up with
Of the memories that you've buried so deep in the past
You start to wonder if they're only a myth
I would sing of the strong and all of the wrong
That they've wrought for the weak of the will
Of those who have nothing but a desperate embrace
To hold on to when the night's growing chill
I would sing of the false ones who have taken up rule
And the true ones who were burned at the stake
Of the ones who run free and the ones who enslave
Of an honest day's work and an unmarked grave
Of the Sun and the Earth and of fire and rain
Of longing and of power and of lust and of pain
A symphony of triumph for the day hope returns
Or a soundtrack to insanity when all the world burns!
Flame of creation all but dead
Still it burns however lightly
Would that I could see it burst again
Into a fire shining brightly
I'm a desperate poet, lost for words and I know it
I'm a desperate poet, and I know that I owe it to you
To deliver the goods
I'm a desperate poet, lost for words and I know it
My ink is dry, though I try, still my words will not fly
I'm a desperate poet, and I know that I owe it to you
To deliver the goods, and I would, if I could
But this tune that I'm destroying
Shows there's nothing more annoying
Than a desperate, desperate poet