Voyager

Voyager

Part I
Words by Tim Morse and Bret Bingham, music by Tim Morse

May 20, 1927
I remember a boy of five
Making paper airplanes fly
Playing in a field
Gazing at the sky

Opportunity awaits
At first morning's light
A feeling beckons to me
And my unfulfilled life

History is waiting…
But the clouds of doubt are so dark
Face your silent fear…
Give my life some meaning
Won't you let me make my mark?

These crazy thoughts
Engulfing me
They won't set my mind free
These dreams take flight
In the cold, cruel night
They won't let my mind be

My heart pounds in my ear
Anticipation's in the air
A glimpse of a new age
Within a whispered prayer

Icarus ascending…
I'm flying
A cautionary tale…

This crazy dream
Engulfing me
It won't let my mind be
These thoughts take flight
In the unforgiving night
Will they set my mind free?

Part II
Words and music by Tim Morse

It's the loneliest path
You could ever choose
The ghosts of the past
Follow your every move
Sleepless, haunted memories
Fill your head

Part III
Words and music by Tim Morse and Bret Bingham

Now
There's a hazy euphoria
Overwhelming emotions
And the smell of success

Yet
I'm lost in this sideshow
It's empty and hollow
Where did I go?

The world's eyes are watching you
So now what are you going to do?

Closer

Closer

Words by Tim Morse and Bret Bingham, music by Tim Morse

Gesture granted
A key that may offer a clue
Anticipating
Patiently waiting for you

With each breath I draw
With each word I write
A secret/sacred world comes alive

Sheltered sky
Wrapped in a letter from you
A moment in time
A fortunate sign, yes it's true

On the road to grace
Guide me to the place
To gaze upon your face

With each step I'm
Closer
With each breath I'm
Closer
With each moment

Revelation
Tasting the moment with you
Drawing me closer
A feeling my life is renewed

The message is received
My eyes now can see
Knowing that I'm free

Numb

Numb

Words and music by Tim Morse

I was dreaming of the past
When a smile or a glance
Would mean so much to me

Now nothing seems to satisfy
Has life truly passed me by?
I'm lost again

These dreams just slip away
You're waiting for tears that do not come
And I am numb

And so I walk this lonely road
In a pattern that I hold
Defining the lines

Motivation's a curse to bear
I'm blocked with quiet despair
Reinventing myself

Where's the happiness and joy?
You're asking for tears that do not come
And I am numb

These dreams just slip away
You're waiting for tears that will not come
And I am numb

I wish
That you could feel what I feel
I wish
That I could feel what you feel

Myth

Myth

Words and music by Tim Morse

You'll trust his smile
And the firm handshake
The words will hypnotize you
And pull these puppet strings

The smoke and mirrors will keep you from
The truth

You're being watched
Don't worry we're in the play
Money changes hands
To keep us in our place

These fairy tales will keep us from
The truth

Take the orders there's your choice
His image is everywhere
Love or fear him - I just don't care

This tight velvet blindfold will keep us from
The truth

Be brave, be strong, don't be afraid to be the only one…

There's an iron fist
Inside a velvet glove
That despite everything
We've grown to love

Until the wave in the parade
and the final curtain
And it's no mystery
How his myth becomes our history

Help us help you
Truth shall make you free

Be brave, be strong
Don't be afraid
Don't be the only one

These numbered days
Will now count you out
The smoke and mirrors
No longer obscure the doubt
And now we see
The myth that was our history

Found It

Found It

Words by Tim Morse, music by Mark Dean

I'm just a seeker like you
On the ancient path
I'm questioning life - Where's salvation?
One more time

I am a humble beggar
Searching for the answers
Trying to find some meaning
Where's salvation?

I walked away from it all
And left my life behind
Not knowing what I'd find
Now I'll follow
Will you guide me?
I surrender all I am

I recognize you my old friend
By your knowing smile
The light in your eyes
And the pull on my heart
Yes…YES…

And now I am one
With the earth, the sky, the stars and the sun
A touch will heal this broken life
Floating on the skyline
It's like your dreams have all come true
Your loving laughter will bring me home

I've walked away from it all
And left the past behind
Not knowing what I'd find
I see clearly
Feel this love
It's not about me
In your soul
I will follow
Fill you up
Where you guide me
And make you whole
I surrender all I am…

Rome

Rome

Words by Tim Morse and Bret Bingham, music by Tim Morse

Welcome to Rome
Please savor the wine
The beads in the hourglass
Have run out of time
The audience is hungry
For circuses and bread
And there's lions to be fed

The sky is burning, Nero plays on
As the flames lick the night
Won't you sing his song?
No innocent bystander
You've had your fill
Of the greatest show on earth
Now time stands still

Denial and decadence
Have served us well
Yet this crystal ball is hazy
And the future's hard to tell
It's difficult to see
With sand in our eyes
That the truth often lies

Rome is burning, the band plays on
Flames lick the night
Won't you sing this song?
The crowd grows restless
Over the lions roar
They place their bets and call for more

The house of cards is swaying
With the promises you made
A wind of change is coming
And the image starts to fade

The empire is crumbling
Sand castles near the sea
Opportunity dissolving
Still believing we are free

Welcome to Rome
I hope you enjoyed the view
These ringside seats
Were available to a few
The audience is hungry
For circuses and bread
And there's lions to be fed

Afterword

Afterword

Words and music by Tim Morse and Bret Bingham

Goodbye to you my friend
This is where our path must end
But I'll remember
When nothing else remains
All the promises that we gave
All the wishes that we made

Through the past I see
Our shared history
Of time spent caring
Souls we were baring
Goodbye

Chapter's close and so it goes
Lesson learned is what I'm told
Lives are written
On a faded page
Nothing lasts forever it seems
Despite our best laid plans and dreams

Through the past I see
All that we could be
Time spent longing
Your soul keeps haunting me
Goodbye

The Last Wave

The Last Wave

Words and music by Tim Morse

Night is falling
And the tide has turned
This endless moment
Frozen in your fear
You're riding on the cresting wave
To your fate

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