制作
出演艺人
Space Waltz
表演者
作曲和作词
Alastair Riddell
作曲
制作和工程
Alan Galbraith
制作人
Don Bartley
母带工程师
歌词
They amaze me
They know I care
But many times now
They've questioned my belief in you
And they've perturbed me
Divulged my goal is bare
To refute the roles of any imposed false similitude
And a helpful will say
You're a lot like him, go on this way
We know it pays, it's the only way
Gold is never wrong
Haven't we said so all along?
Then they'll curse their lives
And they'll kick the pricks
Subjected by their own demise
Oh yeah
Open up, open up
The philistine minds of a time we could transcend
But our hands are tied in fear
Open up, open up
Tied and bound in fear over death's domain
And they'll go around again and again
Open up, open up
Perhaps until the time, the right time comes
Then they'll...
If you walk pure roles
Revealing the mystic codes one by one
Is it one by one?
Do you learn and pass
Or know the pass as a whole?
It seems martyrs die for the causes
The only rights they can seek
But heroes only die to appease and humour righteous gods
Oh, not forsaken, no fame had made them
Careless of their mark
It was a mistake to kill
But still they did at will
And they criticised, but still justified
Charades too involved to see by most
Open up, open up
The philistine minds of a time we could transcend
But our hands are tied in fear
Open up, open up
Tied and bound in fear over death's domain
And they'll go around again and again
Open up, open up
Perhaps until the time, the right time comes
Then will they see?
Will the years go rolling on
Until we die and are we born again?
And if the years keep rolling on and we're born again
Do we just go around again?
Or can we see it all, can we be it all?
My brother says he knows
Open up, open up
The philistine minds of a time we could all transcend
But our hands are tied in fear
Open up, open up
All tied and bound in fear over death's domain
And they'll go around again and again
Open up, open up
Perhaps until the time, the right time comes
Then will they see, will they see?
Open up, open up
The philistine minds of a time, of a time we could transcend
But our hands are tied in fear
Open up, open up
Tied and bound in fear over death's domain
And they'll go around again and again
Open up, open up
Perhaps until the time, the right time comes
Then will they see?
Written by: Alastair Riddell
