Casey Cooper
Lyrics for the album “The City of Life” by WinterWood Projects.
All lyrics by K.L. (Casey) Cooper.
Prelude: {Birth}
Upon life’s shores we’re born to die…
With storm and strife in which to try
To find ourselves within the dark
Of human issues, to find the spark
Of right and wrong, of good and bad.
To learn to savor glad … and sad.
For life is short and all we’ve got.
If there’s an after … we know not.
So learn to see … to feel … to know.
To rule yourself, your greatest foe,
You’ll learn from pain, from joy, from strife…
As you make your way through the City of Life.
The City of Life
Enter here the City of Life…..So it seems.
Nothing stands eternal, Not stars, hearts or dreams.
Don’t you know what’s in a soul?
It carries on, it fills you so… It carries on thru your soul…..
Sit a little closer love, I want to tell to you
The stories of the Lost Kingdoms, buried or sunk from view.
The glories of lost Atlantis and Lemuria no longer stand,
And the purple dusk towers of Ancheron are covered by desert sand.
Nothing stands eternal…but old souls never die,
Even as kingdoms turn to dust and proud old kings can cry,
People come, and people go forever asking why?
Where do they go? I do not know.
Where do they go? I do not know.
Once there were two island kingdoms,
Who’re now lost to the sea.
We know not what they died for…Is this to become of me?
All I know is that all past glory has had its time and passed.
Go Quickly and look around you while our slim glory lasts.
Where do they go? I do not know.
Where do they go? I do not know.
I do not know…….
Pauper Child
Pauper Child… Today the world’s a little colder…
Pauper Child… Today we’re both a little older…
Pauper Child… Tomorrow’s coming like a soldier..
Pauper Child… Pauper Child… Pauper Child…
Pauper Child… Each day goes by a little faster…
Pauper Child… Let’s hope each day’s not like the last one…
Pauper Child… Just don’t think about the past one…
Pauper Child… Pauper Child… Pauper Child…
And tomorrow… may be the same…
But tomorrow… may never come…
You must go and live today…
Hope tomorrow… will be a better one…
Pauper Child… I see your tears are coming stronger…
Pauper Child… Each time they last a little longer…
Pauper Child… Each time they seem a little wronger…
Pauper Child… Pauper Child… Pauper Child… Pauper Child…
Please Be Kind (dedicated to Jay Carroll {Brad Phibbs})
Looking all around me, there’s nothing there to see…
Cracks and cobwebs on the wall, with nothing left to be…
Then when you want to turn away and run on down the hall…
Remember that you must pay accounts, there’s no time left to stall…
You’ve got to pay your way, Baby, There’s nothing else to say, maybe…
There’s nowhere else to go, I know, they told me so…just let go…
Baby, Baby, please ease my mind…Baby, Baby, please, please be kind…
Baby ease my mind… Baby please be kind…
Looking all around me, there’s nothing left to see…
In a world of persecution that is burning up with greed…
Let’s find another garden… a place to plant our seed…
Away from greed’s false prophets and those who pay them heed…
You’ve got to play their way Baby, then they might let you stay, maybe…
There’s nowhere else to go, I know, they told me so…just let go…
Baby, Baby, please ease my mind…Baby, Baby, please, please be kind…
Baby ease my mind… Baby please be kind…