For All Time - Jeff Wayne

Palene：
As I watched from the shadows in disbelief Spartacus left the arena He had defied the authority of Rome and would surely pay with his life I ran through the labyrinth of passages until I came to the gladiators cells A barred window was between us but I thrust my arm between the bars towards Spartacus Bathed in sweat and running in blood he reached out and for a fleeting moment placed his hand over mine
Place your hand
Can't you feel me so close beside
Over mine
Don't want to be so far away
And seal this bond
Now and forever
For all time
Somewhere deep in my mind
Is a subconscious fear
The mists of time
Are drawing so near
Still you light up
My darkest hour
With a love so strong
We have laughed
We have cried
Together
All along
Place your hand
Can't you feel me so close beside
Over mine
Don't want to be so far away
And seal this bond
Now and forever
For all time
With the tears of the past
Still wet on my lips
L wonder how long
These feelings will last
But the fire
That's burning inside
Ls all that l need
To know
That you
Are near
Right beside me
Place your hand
Can't you feel me so close beside
Over mine
Don't want to be so far away
And seal this bond
Now and forever
For all time
There were some times
L questioned you
Right or wrong who knows
And the answers
They still hold true
Our love will stand the test of time
The only real one of it's kind
For all time
If my spirit was free
If my spirit was free
It would always be with you
To release those dreams
So hidden from view
The darkness
Ls fading above us
And all that we ask
Just a chance
To be free
Again
To be free again
Place your hand
Can't you feel me so close beside
Over mine
Don't want to be so far away
And seal this bond
Now and forever
For all time
If my spirit was free
Time
Can't you feel me so close beside
Don't want to be so far away
Now and forever
Time
Place your hand
Can't you feel me so close beside
Over mine
Don't want to be so far away
And seal this bond
Now and forever
For all time
HAWK CRY
Palene：
It had been three years since we were taken prisoner in Thrace and brought to the slave markets in Rome There we were sold to the school for gladiators in Capua I to work in the kitchens Spartacus to fight and kill in the arena And every time l watched him fight l prayed for his opponent to die and so give him another day of life But Oenomaus had not died and for Spartacus who had planned and waited for this moment there was no turning back