BOC: Imaginos: Girl and Half Life Time

[Steven Tice]

For those who missed it the last time I posted these, here's the lyrics to
Girl and Half Life Time, two terrific songs that tie into the Imaginos mythos.

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The Girl That Love Made Blind

I thought your eyes blue
Oh no, they're green she said to me
We danced in time but didn't you know
This dance was time

At the party of astrologers
The Christmas tide was due
On the way to Alberdan
The dance, the dream and you
Actuals and counterclaims
Dancing all the time
Dancing in the corridor
And the dance was time

At the height of Christmas tide
She found a ghost inside
Give it up or let it ride
She must decide

Actuals and counterclaims
Drugged, reborn, resigned
The castle stands, the girl remains
And if she'll spin, it's packed with eyes
Out there in the corridor
Caught there in the mirror maze
>From her last and loving glance
A waltz, a dance
Whose time not here but gone was time

So put me to the question
But there's no return from this castle of mine
For the powers that be
The girl and her dreams
The girl that love made blind

And that's the last dance
We had upon that night
Party of astrologers
The Christmas of my life
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Half Life Time

The fourth world stands behind the third world
The third world opposite stands behind you
When the bones of our oppressors have turned to dust
And the cause we serve rules the world
Then a vision, a visitation
All hail the revolution
You who have nothing to lose but your lives
You who fear to die more than once

In red, go riding
It's Half Life Time

Now begins the time of life ride
Ghosts they are, they walk the Earth
Casualties not necromantic
The furnace affords them birth
Within Europa's fiery furnace
The last page of prophecy
I am the ghost of countless yearnings
Burn we now for victory!

After midnight in the prison yard
The red virgins come to set you free
A lie called truth is on their lips
They do not come to bring you sleep
Red for wine dress of the lord
The bonds that cut our energy
Energy imprisoned must make itself free

Easter Sunday, Saint John's Night
The messenger sleeps between us tonight
If he wakes before the dawn
The message will not be wrong
If he wakes after light
The message will not be right
One for the loved one, one for the life
One for the husband and one for the wife

Now begins the time of life ride
Ghosts they are, they walk the Earth
Casualties not necromantic
The fiery furnace affords them birth
Within Europa's fiery furnace
The last page of prophecy
I am the ghost of countless yearnings
Burn we now for victory!

On the starship field with the ruler's son
He dreams of revolution, but this chosen one
Will not dream of you
Plutonia, the dream state beckons
Country of the Half Life Time
Areana, the northern sun
Agent of the first design

This world will not end with a whimper
The cries of anguish our victory
History becomes your test
Energy imprisoned must make itself free

(dated 1978)