Steve Hackett Those Golden Wings
You rejected the notion of a score card god
When you were young you saw it all
You had to fight so hard for all the things you loved
Never one of the crowd when it called
Abandoning that ship of fools
Lifted by those golden wings
Wear your own smile with no other rule
A deeper love that shines through you
In the warring days an acorn turned to oak tree
Behind a past that matched the fury of the sun
Wearing a mask, heavy armour and a shield
Laying waste to all the days, months and years
Abandoning that ship of fools
Lifted by those golden wings
Wear your own smile with no other rule
A deeper love that shines through you
Omnia, omnia
Amor conquit omnia
When the hero of a thousand faces
Stands his ground on the day of the dead
An iceberg turns to mist in the maelstrom
A new sun rises on the road ahead
Abandoning that ship of fools
Lifted by those golden wings
Wear your own smile with no other rule
A deeper love that shines through you
Promissio cum gaudio
Dulcissime totam tibe subdo
Corde pulsum tangite