Emerson, Lake & Palmer - Pictures At An Exhibition - The Sage текст песни

I carry the dust of a journey
That cannot be shaken away.
It lives deep within me
For I breathed it every day.

You and I are yesterday's answers.
The earth of the past come to flesh,
Eroded by time's rivers
To the shapes we now possess

Come share of my breath and my substance,
And mingle our streams and our times
In bright infinite moments,
Our reasons are lost in our rhymes.