10,000 days..... maynard wrote this for his mother.... beautiful

keyser_soze

Wings For Marie (Part 1):

You believed.
You believed.
You believed in moments not conceived.
You believed in me.

The patient in spirit, (*)
Uncompromise.
Without us in your heart. (*)
A light in your eyes that,
Ends all lies.

Vacant, broken,
Fell at the hands of those moments that I wouldn’t see.
Cause you, you prayed for me too.
What have I done to be a son to an angel?
What have I done to be worthy?

Daylight dims leaving cold fluorescence.
Difficult to see you in this light.
Please forgive this selfish question, but...
What am I to say to all these ghouls tonight?

She never told a lie,
Well, might of told a lie.
But never lived one.
Didn’t have a life.
Didn’t have a life.
But surely saved one.
Alright, now it’s time for us to let you go.

10,000 Days (Wings Part 2):

Listen to the tales and romanticize,
How we follow the path of the hero.
Boast about the day when the rivers overrun.
How we rise to the height of our halo.

Listen to the tales as we all rationalize,
Our way into the arms of the savior.
Fading all the trials and the tribulations,
None of us have actually been there.
Not like you.

Ignorant fibbers in the congregation.
Gather around spewing sympathy.
Spare me...
None of them can even hold a candle up to you,
Blinded by choices hypocrites won't seek.

But enough about the collected Judas' (*)
Who could deny you were the one who illuminated.
You'll have a piece of the divine.

This little light of mine,
The gift you passed onto me.
I'll let it shine,
To guide you safely on your way.
Your way home.

What are they going to do when the lights go down?
Without you to guide them all to Zion?
What are they going to do when the rivers overrun?
Other than tremble incessantly.

High as a wave, but I’ll rise all up on the ground. (*)
You were the light, and the way, that they will only read about. (*)
I only pray, heaven knows when to lift you out. (*)
Ten thousand days in the fire is long enough.
You're going home.

You're the only one who can hold your head up high.

Shake your fist at the gates saying:
I have come home now.
Fetch me the spirit.
The son, and the father.
Tell them their pillar of faith has ascended.
It's time now, my time now.
Give me my, give me my, wings.

Give me my,
Give me my wings.

You are the light, a way.
That they will only read about.

Set as I am in my ways and my arrogance.
Burden of proof tossed upon non-believers.
You were my witness.
My eyes, my evidence.
Judith Marie, unconditional one.

Daylight dims leaving cold fluorescence.
Difficult to see you in this light.
Please forgive this bold suggestion...
Should you see your maker's face tonight.
Look him in the eye
Look him in the eye, and tell him.
I never lived a lie, never took a life.
But surely saved one, hallelujah.
It's time for you to bring me home.

one of the best tool songs ever. such focus. this is the heaviest thing they've ever written. lyrically.

thecrackedjack

I think its the best Tool song ever written, without a doubt.

Oh, Jimmy

I am with you. As soon as that classical-ish guitar comes in with the fluctuating bass, I was hooked. Flat out amazing. Ooh, and the thunder and rain is a nice touch.

catefrances

Ignorant fibbers in the congregation.
Gather around spewing sympathy.
Spare me...
None of them can even hold a candle up to you,
Blinded by choices hypocrites won't seek.


maynard james keenan, you bugger. i hate when i get sad listening to TOOL. it seems weird to me somehow. it's just me i know.
i love the word fibbers. it reminds me of childhood. which i think fits here.
the more you people talk about this album the more impatient it makes me.
5 years between drinks is just too darn long boys.