Bluesy progressive rock Back to our roots In more ways than one !
bluesy progressive rock
Story behind the song
This song is about moving to a different Country, and opening the boxes bought with you from your old life, both Roger and I emigrated to a non English speaking Country some years ago.
This song marks the point in time for packing and returning home to once again open Pandora's box.
Lyrics
THE CRY OF PANDORA
MEMORIES OF DAYS GONE BY
ARE WITH ME 'TIL I DIE
CHILDREN PLAYING HAND IN HAND
ONCE UPON A TIME
UNDERSTANDING COMES WITH EVERY PASSING YEAR
MISCONCEPTIONS HIDING UNDERLYING FEAR - SEE YOU THERE
(IT'S) ALL ABOUT THE TIMES
THE FUN WE HAD
HOPING IT WOULD NEVER END - IN DREAMS
BEFORE I GO TOO FAR
FROM THE RECALL OF THE PAST
THE PATHWAY TO THE WORLD
AND THE VOYAGE OF MY SOUL - I WILL BE THERE
YOU CAN SAY THAT IT'S THE SUN
OR THE LONG WARM STARRY NIGHTS
AND YOU CAN SAY THAT IT'S THE WAY I NEED
TO FIND THE ROAD TO MY --LONG JOURNEY HOME !!