A group of young Arkadian kids and teens defy the law and enter the Archives. Unaware that life continued on the Earth's surface, and hoping to keep their people safe, the elders sealed all records of their past in the city's Archives.Īrkadia survives by the light of an artificial sun, the Tehra ( Shagma), which is dying. The lost city of Arkadia (named for Arcadia) resembles a small Alderson Disk, and is home to an ancient civilization which escaped a Great Cataclysm in the ancient past by relocating deep within the Earth's crust. Anxiously, they used their special powers and created a messenger to the people above. In desperation, the children of Arkadia broke the law and entered the forbidden Archives, searching for a solution. Their civilization thrived under the power of their sun, the Tehra. They believed they were the only survivors of this great devastation. I saw the painting St.Ever since the time of the Great Cataclysm, the Arkadians have lived deep in the center of the Earth. In a fickle world, there's no stubborn love I can feel your ghost, when will you give up? It's a funny thing I heard of once: The return of the prodigal son Oh baby thrill me, make me feel good Flashes of neon in frames of wood I don't feel guilty, maybe I should
In a fickle world, there's no stubborn love I can feel your ghost, when will you give up? It's a funny thing I heard of once The return of the prodigal son I felt your fire, I breathed your air We turned and twisted, our bruises bared I curse the ground still I feel you everywhere I want to live in the elements I've spurned my comfort and common sense I’ve no imagined lost innocence I'll bleed you dry, no I won't pretend I'll be coming home but I don't know when She don't need to know your name And she'll make pleasure from your pain And life is pain, but she don't care And she don't care 'cause she's a She’s aĬultivate life's pleasures And immerse yourself in leisurely pastimes Whilst maintaining personal style and charm She don't need to know your name And she'll make pleasure from your pain And life is pain, but she don't care And she don't care 'cause she's a Quaintrelle Quaintrelle Quaintrelle QuaintrelleĬultivate life's pleasures And immerse yourself in leisurely pastimes Whilst maintaining personal style and charm Cultivate life's pleasures And immerse yourself in leisurely pastimes Whilst maintaining personal style and charm Mountains smile bleakly down They masquerade as mothers Brothers and sisters maintain their distance And they won't meet her eye She don't need to know your name And she'll make pleasure from your pain And life is pain, but she don't care And she don't care 'cause she's a Quaintrelle Quaintrelle Quaintrelle She hopes you can’t tell The things she parades are barricades Browse her collections Gilded indications Trophies lead line the walls
I prayed about the future and I understood All this talk about time will never do much good If I want things different I gotta quit this doubt I gotta keep on praying and live love out I gotta keep on praying and live love out I heard about the future from my neighbour John He told me from the safety of his perfect lawn “If they move in, it won’t be long” I heard about the future and it sounds all wrong I think about the future when I see your face I think about youth and how we’re parting ways I think about God, I think about faith I think about the future and I hope there’s grace Tell me love remains Tell me love remains Tell me love, tell me love remains I learned about the future when I was young I learned about the world and how it’s come undone I learned about fear, of strangers and guns I learned about the future and it’s no fun I’ve seen the future but I can’t go there It flows with milk and honey and our children swear They’ll never have to work They’ll never have a care I’ve seen the future but I won’t be there
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