The Ballad of the Adventurers
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Sickened by sun, with rainstorms lashing him rotten
A looted wreath crowning his tangled hair
Every moment of his youth apart from its dream was forgotten
Gone the roof overhead, but the sky was always there
Oh you, who are flung out, alike from heaven and from Hades
You murderers who've been so bitterly repaid
Why did you part from the mothers who nursed you as babies
It was peaceful and you slept and there you stayed
Still he explores and rakes the absinthe green oceans
Though his mother has given him up for lost
Grinning and cursing with a few odd tears of contrition
Always in search of that land where life seems best
Loafing through hells and flocked through paradises
Calm and grinning, with a vanishing face
At times he still dreams of a small field he recognises
With a blue sky overhead and nothing else
A looted wreath crowning his tangled hair
Every moment of his youth apart from its dream was forgotten
Gone the roof overhead, but the sky was always there
Oh you, who are flung out, alike from heaven and from Hades
You murderers who've been so bitterly repaid
Why did you part from the mothers who nursed you as babies
It was peaceful and you slept and there you stayed
Still he explores and rakes the absinthe green oceans
Though his mother has given him up for lost
Grinning and cursing with a few odd tears of contrition
Always in search of that land where life seems best
Loafing through hells and flocked through paradises
Calm and grinning, with a vanishing face
At times he still dreams of a small field he recognises
With a blue sky overhead and nothing else
β±οΈ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.93] Sickened by sun, with rainstorms lashing him rotten
[00:05.46] A looted wreath crowning his tangled hair
[00:10.86] Every moment of his youth apart from its dream was forgotten
[00:15.41] Gone the roof overhead, but the sky was always there
[00:32.69] Oh you, who are flung out, alike from heaven and from Hades
[00:37.83] You murderers who've been so bitterly repaid
[00:42.62] Why did you part from the mothers who nursed you as babies
[00:48.07] It was peaceful and you slept and there you stayed
[01:03.62] Still he explores and rakes the absinthe green oceans
[01:08.33] Though his mother has given him up for lost
[01:13.54] Grinning and cursing with a few odd tears of contrition
[01:19.03] Always in search of that land where life seems best
[01:34.49] Loafing through hells and flocked through paradises
[01:40.59] Calm and grinning, with a vanishing face
[01:45.29] At times he still dreams of a small field he recognises
[01:51.06] With a blue sky overhead and nothing else
[01:57.96]
[00:05.46] A looted wreath crowning his tangled hair
[00:10.86] Every moment of his youth apart from its dream was forgotten
[00:15.41] Gone the roof overhead, but the sky was always there
[00:32.69] Oh you, who are flung out, alike from heaven and from Hades
[00:37.83] You murderers who've been so bitterly repaid
[00:42.62] Why did you part from the mothers who nursed you as babies
[00:48.07] It was peaceful and you slept and there you stayed
[01:03.62] Still he explores and rakes the absinthe green oceans
[01:08.33] Though his mother has given him up for lost
[01:13.54] Grinning and cursing with a few odd tears of contrition
[01:19.03] Always in search of that land where life seems best
[01:34.49] Loafing through hells and flocked through paradises
[01:40.59] Calm and grinning, with a vanishing face
[01:45.29] At times he still dreams of a small field he recognises
[01:51.06] With a blue sky overhead and nothing else
[01:57.96]