Letra de Script for a Jester's Tear (Live At the Reading Festival 27/8/83) - Marillion
Letra de canci�n de Script for a Jester's Tear (Live At the Reading Festival 27/8/83) de Marillion lyrics
So here I am once more in the playground of the broken hearts
One more experience, one more entry in a diary, self-penned
Yet another emotional suicide overdosed on sentiment and pride
Too late to say I love you, too late to re-stage the play
Abandoning the relics in my playground of yesterday
I'm losing on the swings, I'm losing on the roundabouts
I'm losing on the swings, I'm losing on the roundabouts
Too much, too soon
Too far to go
Too late to play
The game is over
The game is over
So here I am once more in the playground of the broken hearts
I'm losing on the swings, I'm losing on the roundabouts
The game is over, over
Yet another emotional suicide overdosed on sentiment and pride
I'm losing on the swings, I'm losing on the roundabouts
The game is over
Too late to say I love you, too late to re-stage the play
The game is over
I act the role in classic style of a martyr carved with twisted smile
To bleed the lyric for this song to write the rites to right my wrongs
An epitaph to a broken dream to exercise this silent scream
A scream that's borne from sorrow
I never did write that love song, the words just never seemed to flow
Now sad in reflection did I gaze through perfection
And examine the shadows on the other side of morning
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And examine the shadows on the other side of mourning
Promised wedding now a wake
Promised wedding now a wake, a wake, wake, a wake
The fool escaped from paradise will look over his shoulder and cry
Sit and chew on daffodils and struggle to answer why?
As you grow up and leave the playground
Where you kissed your prince and found your frog
Remember the jester who showed you tears, the script for tears
So I'll hold my peace forever when you wear your bridal gown
In the silence of my shame the mute that sang the sirens' song
Has gone solo in the game
I've gone solo in the game
But the game is over
Can you still say you love me?
Can you still say you love me?
Can you still say that you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
The jester's tear
Can you still say you love me?
Can you still say you love me?
Can you still say that you love me?
The jester's tear
The jester's tear
One more experience, one more entry in a diary, self-penned
Yet another emotional suicide overdosed on sentiment and pride
Too late to say I love you, too late to re-stage the play
Abandoning the relics in my playground of yesterday
I'm losing on the swings, I'm losing on the roundabouts
I'm losing on the swings, I'm losing on the roundabouts
Too much, too soon
Too far to go
Too late to play
The game is over
The game is over
So here I am once more in the playground of the broken hearts
I'm losing on the swings, I'm losing on the roundabouts
The game is over, over
Yet another emotional suicide overdosed on sentiment and pride
I'm losing on the swings, I'm losing on the roundabouts
The game is over
Too late to say I love you, too late to re-stage the play
The game is over
I act the role in classic style of a martyr carved with twisted smile
To bleed the lyric for this song to write the rites to right my wrongs
An epitaph to a broken dream to exercise this silent scream
A scream that's borne from sorrow
I never did write that love song, the words just never seemed to flow
Now sad in reflection did I gaze through perfection
And examine the shadows on the other side of morning
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/script-for-a-jester-s-tear--live-at-the-reading-festival-27-8-83--marillion.php
And examine the shadows on the other side of mourning
Promised wedding now a wake
Promised wedding now a wake, a wake, wake, a wake
The fool escaped from paradise will look over his shoulder and cry
Sit and chew on daffodils and struggle to answer why?
As you grow up and leave the playground
Where you kissed your prince and found your frog
Remember the jester who showed you tears, the script for tears
So I'll hold my peace forever when you wear your bridal gown
In the silence of my shame the mute that sang the sirens' song
Has gone solo in the game
I've gone solo in the game
But the game is over
Can you still say you love me?
Can you still say you love me?
Can you still say that you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
The jester's tear
Can you still say you love me?
Can you still say you love me?
Can you still say that you love me?
The jester's tear
The jester's tear
