NIGHTWISH - Élan (OFFICIAL LIVE)

Élan taken from Nightish - Decades: Live In Buenos Aires! #élan #decades [id4857686|@nightwish] is: Tuomas Holopainen @FloorJansenOfficial @MARKOHIETALAOFFICIAL Emppu Vuorinen Troy Donockley Kai Hahto FOLLOW NIGHTWISH: Facebook - Instagram - Twitter - Mailing list - Merchandise - Spotify - Apple Music - ’Decades: Live In Buenos Aires’! The divine new live release from Finland’s finest was captured by 19 cameras on that extraordinary night in Argentina. NIGHTWISH came out to the rousing ‘End Of All Hope’ and took their bow to the unmatched epic ‘Ghost Love Score’. In between saw a set filled with pure trailblazing Finnish glory - incorporating distinguished tracks ‘Wish I had an Angel’, ‘Sacrament of Wilderness’, ‘Elvenpath’, ‘Devil & the Deep Dark Ocean’, ‘Dead Boy’s Poem’ and many more… The evening saw countless goose bumps and unforgettable scenes – the definition of an unforgettable night, now documented for all eternity. Lyrics Élan: Leave the sleep and let the springtime talk In tongues from the time before man Listen to a daffodil tell her tale Let the guest in, walk out, be the first to greet the morn The meadows of heaven await harvest The cliffs unjumped, cold waters untouched The elsewhere creatures yet unseen Finally your number came up, free fall awaits the brave Come Taste the wine Race the blind They will guide you from the light Writing noughts till the end of time Come Surf the clouds Race the dark It feeds from the runs undone Meet me where the cliff greets the sea The answer to the riddle before your eyes Is in dead leaves and fleeting skies Returning swans and sedulous mice Writings on the gardens book, in the minute of a lover’s look Building a sandcastle close to the shore A house of cards from a worn out deck A home from the fellowship, poise and calm Write a lyric for the song only you can understand Riding hard every shooting star Come to life, open mind, have a laugh at the orthodox Come, drink deep let the dam of mind seep Travel with great élan, dance a jig at the funeral Come!
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