[Music by Petrucci, Portnoy, Rudess, & Myung. Lyrics by Petrucci.]
Several years ago
In a foreign town
Far away from home,
I met the Count of Tuscany.
A young eccentric man,
Bred from royal blood,
Took me for a ride
Across the open countryside.
Get into my car;
Let’s go for a drive;
Along the way,
I’ll be your guide,
Just step inside!
Maybe you recall
A cannibal curator,
A character inspired by my brother’s life.
Winding through the hills,
City far behind,
On and on we drove,
Down narrow streets and dusty roads.
At last we came upon
A picturesque estate
On sprawling emerald fields—
An ancient world of times gone by.
Let me introduce
My brother,
A bearded gentleman,
Historian,
Sucking on his pipe;
Distinguished accent
Making me uptight—
No accident!
I want to stay alive:
Everything about this place just doesn’t feel right.
I,
I don’t want to die!
Suddenly, I’m frightened for my life.
I want to say goodbye.
This could be the last time you see me alive.
I,
I may not survive—
Knew it from the moment we arrived.
Would you like to see
Our secret holy place?
I come here late at night
To pray to him by candlelight.
Then peering through the glass,
I saw with disbelief,
Still dressed in royal clothes,
The saint behind the altar.
History recalls,
During times of war:
Legend has been traced
Back inside these castle walls,
Where soldiers came to hide
In barrels filled with wine,
Never to escape.
These tombs of oak
Are where they died.
Down the cellar stairs
I disappear
Like the angel’s share.
The end is near!
Come and have a taste.
A rare vintage….
All the finest wines
Improve with age.
I want to stay alive:
Everything about this place just doesn’t feel right.
I,
I don’t want to die!
Suddenly, I’m frightened for my life.
I want to say goodbye.
This could be the last time you see me alive.
I,
I may not survive—
Knew it from the moment we arrived.
Could this be the end?
Is this the way I die,
Sitting here alone,
No one by my side?
I don’t understand….
I don’t feel that I deserve this….
What did I do wrong?
I just don’t understand….
Give me one more chance.
Let me please explain.
It’s all been circumstance.
I’ll tell you once again:
You took me for a ride,
Promising a vast adventure—
Next thing that I know,
I’m frightened for my life.
Now wait a minute, man!
That’s not how it is!
You must be confused—
That isn’t who I am!
Please don’t be afraid!
I would never try to hurt you!
This is how we live,
Strange although it seems—
Please try to forgive!
The chapel and the saint,
The soldiers and the wind,
The fables and the tales—
All handed down through time.
Of course you’re free to go.
Go and tell the world my story:
Tell about my brother;
Tell them about me,
The Count of Tuscany.
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Several years ago
In a foreign town
Far away from home,
I met the Count of Tuscany.
A young eccentric man,
Bred from royal blood,
Took me for a ride
Across the open countryside.
Get into my car;
Let’s go for a drive;
Along the way,
I’ll be your guide,
Just step inside!
Maybe you recall
A cannibal curator,
A character inspired by my brother’s life.
Winding through the hills,
City far behind,
On and on we drove,
Down narrow streets and dusty roads.
At last we came upon
A picturesque estate
On sprawling emerald fields—
An ancient world of times gone by.
Let me introduce
My brother,
A bearded gentleman,
Historian,
Sucking on his pipe;
Distinguished accent
Making me uptight—
No accident!
I want to stay alive:
Everything about this place just doesn’t feel right.
I,
I don’t want to die!
Suddenly, I’m frightened for my life.
I want to say goodbye.
This could be the last time you see me alive.
I,
I may not survive—
Knew it from the moment we arrived.
Would you like to see
Our secret holy place?
I come here late at night
To pray to him by candlelight.
Then peering through the glass,
I saw with disbelief,
Still dressed in royal clothes,
The saint behind the altar.
History recalls,
During times of war:
Legend has been traced
Back inside these castle walls,
Where soldiers came to hide
In barrels filled with wine,
Never to escape.
These tombs of oak
Are where they died.
Down the cellar stairs
I disappear
Like the angel’s share.
The end is near!
Come and have a taste.
A rare vintage….
All the finest wines
Improve with age.
I want to stay alive:
Everything about this place just doesn’t feel right.
I,
I don’t want to die!
Suddenly, I’m frightened for my life.
I want to say goodbye.
This could be the last time you see me alive.
I,
I may not survive—
Knew it from the moment we arrived.
Could this be the end?
Is this the way I die,
Sitting here alone,
No one by my side?
I don’t understand….
I don’t feel that I deserve this….
What did I do wrong?
I just don’t understand….
Give me one more chance.
Let me please explain.
It’s all been circumstance.
I’ll tell you once again:
You took me for a ride,
Promising a vast adventure—
Next thing that I know,
I’m frightened for my life.
Now wait a minute, man!
That’s not how it is!
You must be confused—
That isn’t who I am!
Please don’t be afraid!
I would never try to hurt you!
This is how we live,
Strange although it seems—
Please try to forgive!
The chapel and the saint,
The soldiers and the wind,
The fables and the tales—
All handed down through time.
Of course you’re free to go.
Go and tell the world my story:
Tell about my brother;
Tell them about me,
The Count of Tuscany.
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