Music: Marcus, Ertha 2011
Lyrics: Marcus, Eyrah, Ereis 2011
This song, originally titled ‘Morning’s Eve’ and dedicated by Marcus to his girlfriend Eve, was performed by Ertha only once at the concert on 12.3.2011. After Marcus had left the band, we agreed that the song should be left to him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Say, was it real or just a dream? For it would seem
my life was only one grey and faded line.
Real was it, no, not a dream, and it does seem
my life was only an empty and soundless whine.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
From morning till eve, the whole lifetime leads to decay.
The morning gave you birth and the evening took what you\u2019ve remained.
You\u2019ve lived just death\u2019s eve \u2013 and forgot the day.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Say, was it real or just a dream? For it would seem
my life, it was a tale worth singing about.
Real was it, no, not a dream, and it does seem
my life was full of deeds that might make me proud.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
From morning till eve, preying on time, you can\u2019t evade.
The morning gave you birth and the evening took what you\u2019ve remained.
You\u2019ve lived just death\u2019s eve \u2013 and forgot the day.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Life\u2019s passing by, then you realize, In the evening of my life I find myself stepping out of my past. I can\u2019t remember; it has gone away so fast. Was the path I\u2019ve chosen right or wrong, who can decide it? But I feel I have had my place in this world.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Wretched, redundant, needless, insignificant. No, I won\u2019t believe that all I have done was in vain! Say, was it real or just a dream? For it would seem back to the list<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Music: Marcus, Ertha 2011Lyrics: Marcus, Eyrah, Ereis 2011This song, originally titled ‘Morning’s Eve’ and dedicated by Marcus to his girlfriend Eve, was performed by Ertha […]<\/a><\/p>\n<\/div>","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"translation":{"provider":"WPGlobus","version":"2.12.2","language":"gb","enabled_languages":["cz","gb"],"languages":{"cz":{"title":true,"content":true,"excerpt":false},"gb":{"title":true,"content":true,"excerpt":false}}},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/ertha.cz\/gb\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/899"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/ertha.cz\/gb\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/ertha.cz\/gb\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ertha.cz\/gb\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ertha.cz\/gb\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=899"}],"version-history":[{"count":8,"href":"https:\/\/ertha.cz\/gb\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/899\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1447,"href":"https:\/\/ertha.cz\/gb\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/899\/revisions\/1447"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/ertha.cz\/gb\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=899"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
no matter how you\u2019ve lived, it slips from your grasp.
Look at yourself, a lost soul in the great world,
your deeds meant nothing, now rest in peace.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n
Useless, silly, worthless, pathetic!<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n
The memory of my woe,
the sunset on the death\u2019s eve
and the night will let me grow
out of my pain!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
my life, it flowed away \u2013 should I feel betrayed?
Real was it, yes, not a dream \u2013 I will redeem
my calm and chase the fears before I fade\u2026
Before I fade\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n