It's long... because I wrote this to the tune of Leonard Cohen's Closing Time.
http://youtu.be/7-0lV5qs1Qw
The stars are cold and I am old
all is as it has been foretold
the heavens sleep and dream of good and kind.
And the Thousand Men of Power
lock us all inside a tower
so we can have a party all the night.
We drink their health, hand them our wealth,
they laugh and bid us sweet farewell,
something dark is creeping up the sky.
Chorus x 2:
But we dance and party hard and long,
go high, go low, turn right, turn wrong
we share our love till love is gone
a flirt, a kiss, a mating song:
we call this life.
The drums are beatin' hard and fast
when Jesus comes to join the dance
he turns our boiling blood to Chardonnay.
The stars get in our dancing ring,
we want a leader, choose a king
I feel a cold sensation of dismay.
So I stand up and I call out loud
"I need a walk! Who joins me out?"
When no one comes I feel I've been betrayed.
Chorus x 2:
The singers sing, the dancers dance
they sink deep in a dreamless trance.
The doors are shut, there is no key
and no one cares apart from me...
we call this life.
I turn to find you in the crowd
the music's on, the chanting loud
I find not you but someone in your skin.
She does not speak the words you do
her language is that of voodoo,
a dark something (x3) is riding with the wind.
The dark has won and God won't come,
I feel the cold and turn to run
nowhere, the walls start falling in.
Chorus x 2:
Then the bells go off and the apple tree
uproots himself and turns to flee
the snake turns up, picks up the chase
and Adam runs to save his face;
we call this life.
The stars are gone and I am done
and life just hit her last home run,
the hell below is looking warm and nice.
And the Thousand Men of Power
build themselves a Taller Tower
where the fools can play the beautiful and wise.
But the apple tree is standing tall
and the snake is free from sin and fall,
and Adam has a pair of loaded dice.
Chorus x 2:
It's one for Eve and one for life,
the world lets out a mighty sigh,
the darkness leaves the morning sky,
in East the sun is climbing high;
now this is life.
But we dance and party hard and long,
go high, go low, turn right, turn wrong:
we call this life.
We share our love till love is gone
a flirt, a kiss, a mating song;
we call this life.
The singers sing, the dancers dance
they sink deep in a dreamless trance.
We call this life.
The doors are shut, there is no key
and no one cares apart from me;
we call this life.
It's one for Eve and one for life,
the world lets out a mighty sigh,
now this is life.
The darkness leaves the morning sky
in East the sun is climbing high;
now this is life.