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The Age of Discovery

from The First of the Bohicans by THE SPECTRAL PRiDE

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O for the door to open on a morning full of light
We could cram the day with hope and watch each other's dreams ingite
O for the will to venture out beyond the beaten track
We could make the frontiers melt and never think of coming back

Sand burns, strips the soles right off your feet
Scorpions run around and then retreat
What more will Shanks's pony bring our way?
Hi ho! we're looking for our next discovery

O for the sails to fill and haul us forth like billyo
We could tumble off the charts and wake up on a foreign floor
O for the will to ride the roughest rollers coast to coast
We could slide from east to west and turn all principles to toast

Waves crash, slap you one across the chops
Winds slash, rip apart the rigs and tops
What more is nature going to throw our way?
Land ho! heading for the next discovery

Hey sailors, the world is one big place
Full of unknown quantities
And godforsaken qualities

Each journey's a random paperchase
Running over clints and grikes
Falling in and out of dykes

Soon you'll know exactly where you are
Mapping out the altitudes
The longitudes and latitudes

Then you'll find Shangri-La's not so far
All those jewels across the sea
Are everyone a rare discovery

O for the wings to fly up above the clouds so high
We could glide across the land from Timbuktu to Samerkand
O for the will to soar further than the farthest star
We could set up shop on Mars and run the routes to Achernar

Sunshine strips the lenses from your eyes
Lifelines shrivel up and vaporize
What more can exploration throw our way?
Unsure and heading for one last discovery

Stargazers, the sky is one big place
Full of glowing galaxies
And unforeseen complexities

Each light is a special point in space
Sparkling in its own location
Throbbing with its own vibration

Soon you'll know exactly what's up there
Making all the calculations
Mapping out the constellations

Then you'll find you'll take the greatest care
Emptiness and gravity
As sure as hell will kill discovery

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from The First of the Bohicans, released May 1, 2010
Written, arranged and played by THE SPECTRAL PRiDE.
Recorded, mixed and mastered by The Knobster at the Bollockbrain Bunker.
Produced by Mr Reindeer.

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A recording venture launched in the spring of 2004 to enable four friends to meet and indulge in a common favourite pastime: the laying down of sounds while making one another laugh.

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