Anthony Phillips My Time Has Come
Dust drew down the desert night Stallions kick and moan All along the ridge the stormy light Assailing the fortresses of stone Father Eli took his watch, His keen eyes fixed right into the sky Daybreak rose, his chair was rocking still No message could anyone find Yena had a secret dream, To touch the stuccoed stars From the deep of snow-enchanted woods He called them from afar Hunter's by the Deadman's Spit All struck dumb, the forest crowned in flame The dragon rose into the burning air Then everything lay still again - and so it's.. Oh, my time has come I never hoped for something quite like this Oh, my time has come I never hoped for something quite like this Shadows in the creeping mist The dark beams circled close, Baronesses played a hand of whist Unseeing, the monolithic host Meters racing, dials jammed, The heat sears, the metal twists and tears They're all out on Pan Am 109 The giants melted into thin air... and hear me... Oh, my time has come I never hoped for something quite like this Oh I wait in the night I'd packed my bags by ten past six Subscriptions paid and sent Through the fields to the landing strip I'll always wonder what you meant Diamonds dancing, mountains shake Wind bellows, the valley struck with gold, With my photo of the Prince of Wales, I might not get back there till you're old... Oh, my time has come I never hoped for something quite like this Oh, my time has come I never hoped for something quite like this
