Lyrics Marillion – El Dorado (V) The Grandchildren Of Apes
Text:
Metal in the air
Brimstone in the lungs
Breathe deeply of it
The wind is carrying the pictures
The rain is muttering the names
The wind-chimes in my garden ring like keys
To all the stolen doors
The wind-chimes in my garden ring like keys
To all the stolen doors
We are the grandchildren of apes, not angels
But only we are gifted with the eyes to see
On days without f e a r, when our heads are clear
That angels, we could be
Album
Marillion – F E A R
Marillion – The Leavers (III) Vapour Trails In The Sky
Marillion – El Dorado (I) Long–Shadowed Sun
Marillion – El Dorado (II) The Gold
Marillion – El Dorado (III) Demolished Lives
Marillion – El Dorado (IV) F E A R
Marillion – El Dorado (V) The Grandchildren Of Apes
Marillion – Living In F E A R
Marillion – The Leavers (I) Wake Up In Music
Marillion – The Leavers (II) The Remainers
Marillion – Tomorrow’s New Country
Marillion – The Leavers (IV) The Jumble Of Days
Marillion – The Leavers (V) One Tonight
Marillion – White Paper
Marillion – The New Kings (I) Fuck Everyone And Run
Marillion – The New Kings (II) Russia’s Locked Doors
Marillion – The New Kings (III) A Scary Sky
Marillion – The New Kings (IV) Why Is Nothing Ever True?