La fiancée du roi de Garbe, S. 49, Act III (Excerpts): Mélodrame - Karlovy Vary Symphony Orchestra & Dario Salvi

Breaking apart From a life too late I saw the line Of the coward's trace It was time I took to running And I learned that quick Packing your life Onto a traveling stick Ain't a trial I came around in the fall In the rain Like every child Who is lost in their way Standing alone in the line Everybody likes to feel They're holding the whip Here everybody likes A goal they can drink to, a rise Yeah everybody's got Their lines and their ways And I never wanted To be part of a chase Or to heat a wan denial I see droves of lion faces Down every row I walk through Chasing the light Figuring out how The world we place here Into these black hole hearts Were fitted you and I Ending the race I am the last one Even now I felt the sun And the warm of the rays And in the dark In the canyon wind, alive There you were standing With your back to the waves I picked you up And then I lost you and babe I never got it back You were a light You didn't have to change I was the one Always had you straying behind Falling around In the righteous waste That I filled you up with It had to have pained you blind Is there no way To put it right for you Even now