King Crimson — A Scarcity of Miracles

Night falls As darkness reappears The madness and the fears Close behind them Faith calls me To question who I am When neither myth nor man Stand beside them Say not what you were, but what you are Daylight still my soul Night falls The secrets still remain The panic and the pain Still belies them [Interlude] Pizzaro and conquistadors The debris and the metaphors And the scarcity of miracles we'd found Valverde and the battle lines And everything it undermines And the scarcity of miracles we’d found A scarcity of miracles Valverde and the battle lines And everything it undermines And the scarcity of miracles we'd found