March Of The Dreadnoughts Ringtones

I am a rover, American A pair of green eyes, 5'10 It was to be, my final dance I rambled over La belle province Montreal, rimouski, Repentigny, chicoutimi The light inside me is getting dim God can't help the state I'm in I met a man, his name was Joe He said there's one place, you got to go Along the mighty saguenay We ended up at Chez bebe Chez bebe, j'ai ressaisi La picardie, je l'ai compris The light inside me is getting dim God can't help the state I'm in Good morning sky, good morning sun My prohibition has just begun I'll pack it in I'll take the vow If I have friends, I need them now But when the sun is in the west I'm in the arms of a perfect mess My only weakness, the perfect sin God can't help the state I'm in

Oh Shiloh, here's mud in your eye Haulin' away from Shiloh town Get in one long last look fore you say your goodbyes We're hauling away from Shiloh We're rolling this shanty block out on the water Haulin' away from Shiloh town Oh we've robbed your sons blind and we've loved all your daughters Haulin' away from Shiloh So let her drift out where she lay And the river will take us away With lodestar above, aye, and trammels in tow We are hauling away from Shiloh Now the girls of the landing, they're plump and they're pretty Haulin' away from Shiloh town And the old Mississippi has beauties a-many Haulin' away from Shiloh There's parsons and lawmen with plenty of money Haulin' away from Shiloh town Well, to store in the hold of this old flying jenny Haulin' away from Shiloh So let her drift out where she lay And the river will take us away With lodestar above, aye, and trammels in tow We are hauling away from Shiloh So Shiloh now dry out your tears Haulin' away from Shiloh town For we gave ya tales you'll be tellin' for years We are hauling away from Shiloh 'Cause there's river rats, junkers, and sailormen too Haulin' away from Shiloh town Ah, but we are the boys who can pull her straight through And we're hauling away from Shiloh So let her drift out where she lay And the river will take us away With lodestar above, aye, and trammels in tow We are hauling away from Shiloh With lodestar above aye and trammels in tow We are hauling away from Shiloh

Awake tonight in the silence of the moon Awake tonight, and I know she's coming soon She's coming soon The ghost of fair Paulina I followed you 'till my shoes were rotting thin I followed you for what you could have been You could have been My only Seraphima My fair Athena Soren K. and his Regina Now I have seen the deepest blue And nothing else will do Just you Paulina I've seen better days Paulina Since you gone away I watched the days reflected in your eyes The summer passed and leaves began to die Began to die, why oh why Paulina Heart in my throat, my little fingers crossed I delayed, and that is how I lost Oh how I lost My only Seraphima Mea Regina Ulysses and Athena Now I have seen the deepest blue And nothing else will do Just you

A recruiting sergeant came our way From an inn near town at the close of day He said my Johnny you're a fine young man Would you like to march along behind a military band With a scarlet coat and a fine cocked hat And a musket at your shoulder The shilling he took and he kissed the book Oh poor Johnny what'll happen to ya? The recruiting sergeant marched away From the Inn near town at the break of day Johnny came too with half a ring He was off to be a soldier to go fighting for the King In a far off war in a far off land To face the foreign soldier But how will you fare when there's lead in the air Oh poor Johnny what'll happen to ya? Well the sun rose high on a barren land Where the thin red line made a military stand There was sling shot, chain shot, grape shot too Swords and bayonets thrusting through Poor Johnny fell but the day was won And the King is grateful to ya But your soldiering's done and they're sending you home Oh poor Johnny what'll happen to ya? They said he was a hero and not to grieve For the two ruined legs and the empty sleeve They took him home and they set him down With a military pension and a medal from the crown But you haven't an arm, you haven't a leg The enemy nearly slew ya You'll have to go out on the streets to beg Oh poor Johnny what'll happen to ya? A recruiting sergeant came our way From the inn near town at the close of day He said my Johnny you're a fine young man Would you like to march along behind a military band With a scarlet coat and a fine cocked hat And a musket at your shoulder The shilling he took and he kissed the book Oh poor Johnny what will happen to ya? O Polly love, O Polly, the route has now begun And we must go a-marching to the beating of a drum Come dress yourself all in your best and come along with me I'll take you to the cruel wars in High Germany O Harry, dearest Harry, mind well what I do say My feet they are so tender and I cannot march away Besides, my dearest Harry, I am with child by thee Not fitted for the cruel wars in High Germany I'll buy you a horse, my love, and on it you shall ride And all of my delight shall be walking at your side We'll stop at every alehouse and drink when we are dry Be true to one another, get married by and by O' cursed be the cruel wars, that ever they should rise And out of merry England, press many a man likewise They took her Harry from her, likewise her brothers three And sent them to the cruel wars in High Germany

Tied to my desk After seven years of convenience I think that I've finally felt I think that I've found myself I think that I've been sold out Working for a madhouse Quick doc. put on your smock His heart has stopped, his jaw's locked He's fallen from his penthouse home His nerves have exploded When I finally got there It looks as though they beat me here It had been overlooked Not quite like in a book I think I've been sold out Working for a madhouse

It feels like the end of the world, it seems like nobody cares Is it real, am I going insane? Am I ever gonna change my ways? Isolated, separated, sick of the mess I created The pressure keeps rising when the truth is what I'm fighting We march out of the darkness We revel in the flames The mission is accomplished We're ready for the change And the only thing that will set us free is living through the pain And the only thing that I'll guarantee we'll never be the same It feels like I'm still in a cage And I scream 'til I'm blue in the face Is it real or is it a phase? I think the time has come to change my ways I'm ready and willing to take what I've been grieving The pressure keeps rising 'cause the truth is what I'm fighting We march out of the darkness We revel in the flames The mission is accomplished We're ready for the change And the only thing that will set us free is living through the pain And the only thing that I'll guarantee we'll never be the same And it's okay, it's alright, just let go, you'll be fine It's okay, it's alright, just let go, you'll be fine We march out of the darkness We revel in the flames The mission is accomplished We're ready for the change And the only thing that will set us free is living through the pain And the only thing I'll guarantee we'll never be the same And it's okay, it's alright, just let go, you'll be fine It's okay, it's alright, just let go, you'll be fine It's okay, it's alright, just let go, you'll be fine It's okay, it's alright, just let go, you'll be fine

The sun rose over the wasteland As far as the eye can see Sand fills the vast plains of Serkland It's vultures jeering at me But they can circle until they drop dead I have not come this far To end, but to pursue my own thread To join The Varangian Guard Guards of glory and of might Red as blood and black as night Flies our banner as we march In the East, for the king of the Greek There's men of the cross and the hammer A few of the moon crescent Men simply searching for glamour Some concealing their royal descent The axe-bearing foreigners they have aptly named us All we've come from afar Diversity is what unites us We are The Varangian Guard Guards of glory and of might Red as blood and black as night Flies our banner as we march In the East, for the king of the Greek Miklagard, in the second indinction, in the 6542 year of the world To Holmgard and beyond This is where the winds have us guided For fame and for gold We once set sails for these lands unknown Guards of glory and of might Red as blood and black as night Flies our banner as we march In the East, for the king of the Greek

Some say you never know It's easy come it's easy go Some say they knew it from the start Some say the end is nigh That no one will get out alive Some say it's written in the stars Beware the ides of March Well just beyond the blue horizon We see the clouds begin to form Don't be afraid We must keep fighting And cling to courage in the storm And if you listen very closely And don't throw caution to the wind Take it easy take it slowly You'll save yourself before the end So much is changing Who we are What we are There's no point in waiting Beware the Ides of March In streets of fire you hear the screaming For what some think is left to lose Life is precious it's worth keeping Too many's end may come too soon Please don't forsake me Don't break my heart Don't break my heart All I am saying Beware the Ides of March Like an early warning As the storm is forming It is time Beware the Ides of March The Ides of March The Ides of March The Ides of March Please don't forsake me Don't break my heart Don't break my heart All I am saying Beware the Ides of March But I believe there is a way I still believe it's not too late Don't let this fall apart Don't let it fall apart Break the divide just step away Cool heads prevail in times of change Remember who we are Remember what we are Remember what we're meant to be Some say you never know It's easy come it's easy go Some say they knew it from the start Beware the ides of March

March, march to my own drum March, march to my own drum Hey, hey, I'm an army of one Oh, I'm an army of one March, march to my own drum March, march to my own drum Hey, hey, I'm an army of one Oh, I'm an army of one Brenda's packin' heat 'cause she don't like Mondays Underpaid teacher policin' the hallways Print yourself a weapon and take it to the gun range (Ah, cut the shit, you ain't goin' to the gun range) Standin' with Emma and our sons and daughters Watchin' our youth have to solve our problems I'll follow them, so who's comin' with me? (Half of you love me, half already hate me) March, march to my own drum March, march to my own drum Hey, hey, I'm an army of one Oh, I'm an army of one March, march to my own drum March, march to my own drum Hey, hey, I'm an army of one Oh, I'm an army of one Tell the ol' boys in the white bread lobby What they can and can't do with their bodies Temperatures are risin', cities are sinkin' (Ah, cut the shit, you know your city is sinkin') Lies are truth and truth is fiction Everybody's talkin', who's gonna listen? What the hell happened in Helsinki? March, march to my own drum March, march to my own drum Hey, hey, I'm an army of one Oh, I'm an army of one March, march to my own drum March, march to my own drum Hey, hey, I'm an army of one Oh, I'm an army of one

Hey well I'm the friendly stranger in the black sedan won't you hop inside my car I got pictures got candy I am a lovable man I'd like to take you to the nearest star I'm your vehicle baby I'll take you anywhere you wanna go I'm your vehicle woman By now I'm sure you know that I love ya (love ya) I need ya (need ya) I want you got to have you child Great God in heaven you know I love you Well if you want to be a movie star I got the ticket to Hollywood If you want to stay just like you are you know I think you really should I'm your vehicle baby I'll take you anywhere you wanna go I'm your vehicle woman By now I'm sure you know that I love ya (love ya) I need ya (need ya) I want you got to have you child Great God in heaven you know I love... you Oh... you know I do... Well I'm the friendly stranger in the black sedan won't you hop inside my car I got pictures candy I am a lovable man I'd like to take you to the nearest star I'm your vehicle babe I'll take you anywhere you wanna go I'm your vehicle woman By now I'm sure you know that I love ya (love ya) I need ya (need ya) I want you I got to have ya Great God in heaven you know I love... you And I'm your vehicle babe Alright You know I love ya (love ya) I need ya (need ya) I want you got to have you child Great God in heaven you know I love you

I covered you with roses Like the stars at night I covered you with love Like a blanket on a cold winter's night I covered you with joy To make your lifetime bog and bright You touched me with your eyes Soft as an evening breeze You held me in your arms As the winds rushed through the trees You are my child You make my lifetime big and bright You are my child You came like the winds of march With all the love in your eyes You are my child You came like the morning lights With all your love, in your eyes You are my child You came like the morning light With all your love, in your eyes

A stick, a stone It's the end of the road It's the rest of a stump It's a little alone It's a sliver of glass It is life, it's the sun It is night, it is death It's a trap, it's a gun The oak when it blooms A fox in the brush The knot in the wood The song of a thrush The wood of the wind A cliff, a fall A scratch, a lump It is nothing at all It's the wind blowing free It's the end of the slope It's a beam it's a void It's a hunch, it's a hope And the river bank talks Of the waters of March It's the end of the strain The joy in your heart The foot, the ground The flesh and the bone The beat of the road A slingshot stone A fish, a flash A silvery glow A fight, a bet The range of a bow The bed of the well The end of the line The dismay in the face It's a loss, it's a find A spear, a spike A point, a nail A drip, a drop The end of the tale A truckload of bricks In the soft morning light The shot of a gun In the dead of the night A mile, a must A thrust, a bump It's a girl, it's a rhyme It's a cold, it's the mumps The plan of the house The body in bed And the car that got stuck It's the mud, it's the mud A float, a drift A flight, a wing A hawk, a quail The promise of spring And the river bank talks Of the waters of March It's the promise of life It's the joy in your heart A snake, a stick It is John, it is Joe It's a thorn in your hand And a cut in your toe A point, a grain A bee, a bite A blink, a buzzard, A sudden stroke of night A pass in the mountains A horse and a mule In the distance the shelves Rode three shadows of blue And the river talks Of the waters of March It's the promise of life In your heart, in your heart A stick, a stone The end of the load The rest of a stump A lonesome road A sliver of glass A life, the sun A knight, a death, The end of the run And the river bank talks Of the waters of March It's the end of all strain It's the joy in your heart

Shadows settle on the place that you left Our minds are troubled by the emptiness Destroy the middle it's a waste of time From the perfect start to the finish line And if you're still breathing, you're the lucky ones 'Cause most of us are heaving through corrupted lungs Setting fire to our insides for fun Collecting names of the lovers that went wrong The lovers that went wrong We are the reckless We are the wild youth Chasing visions of our futures One day we'll reveal the truth That one will die before he gets there And if you're still bleeding, you're the lucky ones 'Cause most of our feelings, they are dead and they are gone We're setting fire to our insides for fun Collecting pictures from the flood that wrecked our home It was a flood that wrecked this home And you caused it And you caused it And you caused it Well, I've lost it all, I'm just a silouhette A lifeless face that you'll soon forget My eyes are damp from the words you left Ringing in my head when you broke my chest Ringing in my head when you broke my chest And if you're in love, then you are the lucky one 'Cause most of us are bitter over someone Setting fire to our insides for fun To distract our hearts from ever missing them But I'm forever missing him And you caused it And you caused it And you caused it

Didn't you fool me Had me thinking "It's all good" Was the dark just a stain Breaking down my spine Right when I decided I don't wanna end it all? How far is the ground If it's gonna break my fall, break my fall? Split my head and pull my face from my body Will they ever hear my words, a single echo? Break me open just to see on the inside Will they ever hear my words, a single echo? Pull me down from the branches look inside, And so they tell me, it's okay, it's okay Well I fight, and I fight Told me something good and gave me a lie Tell me something good and keep me alive Make my life worth it Give me victory Make my life worth it Give me victory Split my head and pull my face from my body Will they ever hear my words, a single echo? Break me open just to see on the inside Will they ever hear my words, a single echo?

Bum bum bum bum. Painting the roses red. We're painting the roses red. We dare not stop, Or waste a drop, So let the paint be spread. We're painting the roses reeeed. We're painting the roses red. Oh, painting the roses red. And many a tear be shed, Because we know, They'll cease to grow, In fact, they'll soon be dead, NOOOOO... And yet we go ahead, Painting the roses red. Painting the roses red. We're painting the roses red. Oh pardon me, But Mister Three, Why must you paint them red? (Huh?) (Oooooh!) (Well, the fact is Miss we planted the white roses by mistake and...) The Queen she likes 'em red, If she saw white instead, She'd raise a fuss, And each of us, Would quickly loose his head! (Goodness) Since this is the part we dread, We're painting the roses red. (Oh dear! Well, then let me help you!) Painting the roses red. We're painting the roses red. Don't tell the Queen, What you have seen, Or say that's what we said, But we're painting the roses red. Yes, painting the roses red. Not pink. Not green. Not aquamarine. We're painting the roses red.

Sing ho for the life of a bear Sing ho for the expedition Sing ho for the life of a bear Sing ho for the expedition It's a fine day for marchin' There's a tiny little breeze And when there's honey for the makin' There's a buzz among the bees Sing ho for the life of a bear Sing ho for the expedition Sing ho for the life of a bear Sing ho for the expedition I'm itchin' and scratchin' And scratchin' and itchin' To fine the North Pole Finding the Pole may be the goal But it's drummin' for funnin' that makes you Sing ho for the life of a bear Sing ho for the expedition Sing ho for the life of a bear Sing ho for the expedition

In the cold of winter's fall They planned to captivate us all They would work us 'til our bones were broken and our souls followed I met a man who saved my life 'Til this day I don't know why He would smuggle gifts sent for me that would buy my life some time Walking there were thousands of us Nothing like you've seen before With the ice beneath us, feet were frozen and our clothes were torn But it would be a cold day in hell before I fall In their dark and sunken eyes Hope and humanity had died All the feelings and emotions in them had been cauterized You gave me something to believe When the end was not in sight As I drifted into darkness you provided me with light Walking there were thousands of us Nothing like you've seen before With the ice beneath us, feet were frozen and our clothes were torn It was a sea of dead shadows Maybe I'll let the heavens take me And save me from this life Or is that giving up too easy? I cannot let them win the fight Another life awaiting me I see the finish line Nothing can stop me from living The death march claims me no more They're turning ordinary people Into lifeless ghostly shadows And I was powerless to stop them Spreading death amongst us all Still I can dream of a place far from here Where we eat and we sleep Never living in fear Maybe I'll let the heavens take me And save me from this life Or is that giving up too easy? I cannot let them win the fight Another life awaiting me I see the finish line Nothing can stop me from living The death march claims me no more The death march claims me no more

Who knows the ways I'm gonna die Just pause and play again Slip away for a second I get clarity Breathing room inside Fear, when it's cold outside Want to feel real again Want to feel human again Fear, when it's dark outside Just rewind, rewind and make me feel whole again Stare a hole through the ceiling Wonder when it will fall These fragments surround me They hold me down Hold me down Hold me down again Hold on for another moment You broke my heart again Hold on for another moment You broke my heart again Fear, when it's cold outside Want to feel real again Want to feel human again Fear, when it's dark outside Just rewind, rewind and make me feel whole again

Yeah limit in the sky that i wont fly for you Amount of tears in my eyes and i wont cry for you (Oh no) With every breath That i take I want you to share that here with me Thats no promise That i will keep Ill climb a mountain thats not to steep And it comes to you Its no crime I see both of our souls It intertwine And when it comes to you Dont be blind Watch me speak from my heart When it comes to you Comes to you Want you to share that When it comes to you Been in a line and it got your name on it (Oh yeah) Dont miss out on your love And regret yourself on it (Oh) Open up your mind clear your head You got to wake up to an empty bed Share my life as much you can Now that i give to you to all of me And it comes to you Its no crime I see both of our soul It intertwines And when it comes to you Dont be blind Watch me speak from my heart When it comes to you Comes to you Want you to share that When it comes to you And it comes to you Its no crime I see both of our soul It intertwines And when it comes to you Dont be blind Watch me speak from my heart When it comes to you Comes to you Want you to share that When it comes to you

A stick, a stone It's the end of the road It's the rest of a stump It's a little alone It's a sliver of glass It is life, it's the sun It is night, it is death It's a trap, it's a gun The oak when it blooms A fox in the brush The knot in the wood The song of a thrush The wood of the wind A cliff, a fall A scratch, a lump It is nothing at all It's the wind blowing free It's the end of the slope It's a beam it's a void It's a hunch, it's a hope And the river bank talks Of the waters of March It's the end of the strain The joy in your heart The foot, the ground The flesh and the bone The beat of the road A slingshot stone A fish, a flash A silvery glow A fight, a bet The range of a bow The bed of the well The end of the line The dismay in the face It's a loss, it's a find A spear, a spike A point, a nail A drip, a drop The end of the tale A truckload of bricks In the soft morning light The shot of a gun In the dead of the night A mile, a must A thrust, a bump It's a girl, it's a rhyme It's a cold, it's the mumps The plan of the house The body in bed And the car that got stuck It's the mud, it's the mud A float, a drift A flight, a wing A hawk, a quail The promise of spring And the river bank talks Of the waters of March It's the promise of life It's the joy in your heart A snake, a stick It is John, it is Joe It's a thorn in your hand And a cut in your toe A point, a grain A bee, a bite A blink, a buzzard, A sudden stroke of night A pass in the mountains A horse and a mule In the distance the shelves Rode three shadows of blue And the river talks Of the waters of March It's the promise of life In your heart, in your heart A stick, a stone The end of the load The rest of a stump A lonesome road A sliver of glass A life, the sun A knight, a death, The end of the run And the river bank talks Of the waters of March It's the end of all strain It's the joy in your heart

É pau, é pedra, é o fim do caminho É um resto de toco, é um pouco sozinho É um caco de vidro, é a vida, é o sol É a noite, é a morte, é o laço, é o anzol É peroba do campo, é o nó da madeira Caingá candeia, é o Matinta Pereira É madeira de vento, tombo da ribanceira É o mistério profundo, é o queira ou não queira É o vento ventando, é o fim da ladeira É a viga, é o vão, festa da cumeeira É a chuva chovendo, é conversa ribeira Das águas de março, é o fim da canseira É o pé, é o chão, é a marcha estradeira Passarinho na mão, pedra de atiradeira É uma ave no céu, ou é uma ave no chão É um regato, é uma fonte, é um pedaço de pão É o fundo do poço, é o fim do caminho No rosto um desgosto, é um pouco sozinho É um estrepe, é um prego, é uma ponta, é um ponto É um pingo pingando, é uma conta, é um conto É um peixe, é um gesto, é uma prata brilhando É a luz da manhã, é o tijolo chegando É a lenha, é o dia, é o fim da picada É a garrafa de cana, o estilhaço na estrada É o projeto da casa, é o corpo na cama É o carro enguiçado, é a lama, é a lama É um resto de mato na luz da manhã São as águas de março fechando o verão E a promessa de vida no teu coração É um resto de mato na luz da manhã São as águas de março fechando o verão E a promessa de vida no teu coração A stick, a stone, it's the end of the road It's the rest of a stump, it's a little alone It's a sliver of glass, it is life, it's the sun It is night, it is death, it's a trap, it's a gun The oak when it blooms, a fox in the brush The knot in the wood, the song of a thrush The will of the wind, a cliff, a fall A scratch, a lump, it is nothing at all It's the wind blowing free, it's the end of the slope It's a beam, it's a void, it's a hunch, it's a hope And the river bank talks of the waters of March It's the end of the strain, it's the joy in your heart É um resto de mato na luz da manhã São as águas de março fechando o verão E a promessa de vida no teu coração São as águas de março fechando o verão E a promessa de vida it's the joy in your heart