The Jokerr - Sing to the Jhemani (From The Harlequin) | Текст песни

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Here I come, here we go, everybody gather all together 'round the floor
Listen to the strings and the drums and bellows of the baritones and trombones
They go with stomping of my, with the beating of my, and it never gets old
But hey, I never would imagine that I would be living in a world so absent
Of the things, that it took so long to learn
And I try my best to practice but as fate would have it, it all
Seem to happen, now I—where to go from here I don't know
I'm buried up to my neck in the problems I inherited from my father like a scarlet letter in a rope and a noose and I
Wear it like a collar I don't know if I should bother
Lets give a toast in his honor and it's "Here's to the sins of my soul"
Hey, but despite all the madness, I know I wasn't down in that labyrinth
All of those nights that I sat in sadness
Thinking of the freedom that I took for granted for none
I know what has to be done, now that the laughter and fun is all over
Sing to the Jhemani

You are the one
And they try with all they have to not believe
It's such an exception
What can you do
When you've tried it all before and they refuse
If they only knew

I had a whole lot of time to [?] in the introspective look that I took to see a lot about myself and the [?] of the hands I shook, but no
It was nothing but a show, just disgusting, what a
Perfect delusion for the jester
I took it on all of my own with a little bit of hatred alone
From the weeds that were grown in the soil of my soul
And the king who would call in with [?]
The Harlequin standing with a scepter
Now in the night, looking up to the moon I stare (I wonder
How can I be so) truly divided, holding a losing hand
I don't know where I am going or who I am, so far from what I am
Where did my sanity go?
So I guess I'll stand here and smile with the sentiment they're giving into my trial
And scream at the top of my lungs while it re-re-resonates like a silo
Here we go, here we go, here we go
Sing to the Jhemani

Now sing at the top of your lungs with me
Lets give a call across the wondrous sea
Hey yo , hey yo, hey yo
From high on the cliffs where we often stand
I'd raise a couple for the lost of the lands
Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo
Like ash on the wind from the fire's plume
Reminiscent of the memories there entombed
Hey yo , hey yo, hey yo
We'll sing at the top of our lungs indeed
At the altar where the offerings be heyeyeyeah hey yo
Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo

[?]

You are the one
And they try with all they have to not believe
It's such an exception
What can you do
When you've tried it all before and they refuse

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