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Music by Mark Simos ~ Devachan Publishing

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Fill it to the Brim

Fill it to the Brim

Should the raven catch your hair

And seat a king of scarlet

Upon the heart's steep stair

Then oh, the sights will you see there

The breaking of the crystal

Under a dark green glare

A dark green glare from eyes on fire

From pools of deepest amber

Circle your castle round with briar

Still Pan will find your chamber

CHORUS:        Oh, fill it to the brim, don't say when

                                Drink your fill and drink again

                                Hear the ocean roaring

                                Fill it to the brim, don't say when

                                That's Pan who keeps on pouring

Walnut hands and the eyes of a bear

He who seeks his sorrows out

May find the lion's share

With selfsame breath he tempts and warns

The fire that keeps the chill without

Is the very flame that burns

The flame that burns, the song that slays

When you hear what it is saying

It's Panic drives us through the maze

But Pan he’s only playing     (CHORUS)

Dark watcher with tangled brows

Puts his finger to his lips

Let's hear no more of vows

Of promises we'll never keep

Or of that secret dream that slips away

As we rise from sleep

As we rise from sleep, as we rub our eyes

To set the salt tears falling

You hide your ears to drown his cries

But Pan just keeps on calling           (CHORUS)


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