CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Woman of the Rings
Her mind is trapped as a bird in a golden cage
In a neutral gray room
But while the others are content to hold their bars as shields
Against my open asymmetry
She dives beneath the surface
Of what things supposed to be, where thoughts avoid the rest
Lay down the Earth, lay down the sky
Elishanth, mistress of the wind
Ring the bell, and the winter will be spring
Elishanth
Elishanth
Learned to expect the fall
No attempt to break the spell
Sad is the woman of the rings
Sad is the woman of the rings
Sad is the woman of the rings
Sad is the woman of the rings
And I can cease her pain
Ride on your silver horse to the deserts of the moon
Sing to the hunting wolves and fullfill your everlasting need for...
And fullfill your everlasting need for...
And fullfill your everlasting need for...
Pretend that nothing can change
And the next thing that you'll claim is that you did your best
There is a voice heard only from the heart
When she's ignored, her cry is sadness
Elishanth, mistress of the wind
Ring the bell, and the winter will be spring
Elishanth
Elishanth
Learned to expect the fall
No attempt to break the spell
In a neutral gray room
But while the others are content to hold their bars as shields
Against my open asymmetry
She dives beneath the surface
Of what things supposed to be, where thoughts avoid the rest
Lay down the Earth, lay down the sky
Elishanth, mistress of the wind
Ring the bell, and the winter will be spring
Elishanth
Elishanth
Learned to expect the fall
No attempt to break the spell
Sad is the woman of the rings
Sad is the woman of the rings
Sad is the woman of the rings
Sad is the woman of the rings
And I can cease her pain
Ride on your silver horse to the deserts of the moon
Sing to the hunting wolves and fullfill your everlasting need for...
And fullfill your everlasting need for...
And fullfill your everlasting need for...
Pretend that nothing can change
And the next thing that you'll claim is that you did your best
There is a voice heard only from the heart
When she's ignored, her cry is sadness
Elishanth, mistress of the wind
Ring the bell, and the winter will be spring
Elishanth
Elishanth
Learned to expect the fall
No attempt to break the spell
