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The wind is the whisper of our mother the earth
The wind is the hand of our father the sky The wind watches over our struggles and pleasures The wind is the goddess who first learned to fly The wind is the bearer of bad and good tidings The weaver of darkness, the bringer of dawn The wind gives the rain, then builds us a rainbow The wind is the singer who sang the first song The wind is a twister of anger and warning The wind brings the fragrance of freshly mown hay The wind is a racer, a wild stallion running The sweet taste of love on a slow summer’s day The wind knows the songs of the cities and canyons The thunder of mountains, the roar of the sea The wind is the taker and giver of mornings The wind is the symbol of all that is free |
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| 3:09 |
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You fill up my sences
like a night in a forest. like the mountains in spring time, like a walk in the rain. Like a storm in the desert, like a sleepy blue ocean. You fill up my sences, come fill me again. Come let me love you. Let me give my love to you. Let me drown in your laughter. Let me die in your arms. Let me lay down beside you. Let me always be with you. Come let me love you, come love me again. You fill up my sences like a night in a forest. like the mountains in spring time, like a walk in the rain. Like a storm in the desert, like a sleepy blue ocean. You fill up my sences, come fill me again. |
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| 4:18 |
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This song appears on three albums, and was first released on the Different Directions album, and has also been released on The John Denver Collection - Annie's Song album. It has also been released on The John Denver Collection - Calypso album, as a live version.
The world is fast becoming younger The news is all they've ever known They've seen the wars, the hurt, the hunger How will they choose when they are grown What do you tell forever's children When it's their turn to hurt and heal Whatever spins a grim tornedo Can also turn a potters wheel Take a little clay Put it on a wheel Get a little hint How God must feel Give a little turn Listen to a spin Make it into the shape You want it in Tell with your life the bloody story Teach to they're dreams not burning steel It's not in bombs where lies the glory But in what's shattered on the field The potter's wheel takes love and caring Skill and patience fast and slow The works it makes are easily broken Once they survive the potter's throw Take a little clay Put it on a wheel Get a little hint How God must feel Give a little turn Listen to a spin Make it into the shape You want it in Some day some children will be digging In some long forgotten ground And they'll find our civilisation Or what's left of it to be found They'll find the weapons of destruction But buried deeper in the hole They'll find a message and a promise In the sand, the potter's bowl Take a little clay Put it on a wheel Get a little hint How God must feel Give a little turn Listen to a spin Make it into the shape You want it in Earth and fire and wind conspire With human hands, and love, and fire Words and Music by Bill Danoff |
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| 3:33 |
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This song appears on three albums, and was first released on the Different Directions Album, and has also been released on the A Portrait and The John Denver Collection - Annie's Song Albums.
They say they love each other I've no doubt they do They say they'll always be together That may not be true They come from different places Different points of view They find themselves in different spaces Everything is all brand new Two different directions Too many different ways One always on the road somewhere The other one always stays Too often unhappy Too often on your own When you are moving in different directions True love is all alone Old stories start to surface Patterns from long ago And loving quickly turns to anger For reasons they don't even know The strongest heart can be broken With one insensitive word The deepest feelings remain unspoken No one is seen and nothing heard Two different directions Too many different ways One always wants to work things out The other one wants to play To ready for changes To much that just can't wait When you are moving in different directions True love can turn to hate If opposites attract each other What's the reason for One being like an open window One just like a closing door Two different directions Two many different ways One likes to see the morning sunrise The other one sleeps in late To many tomorrows To many times too late When you are moving in different directions True love may have to wait If you are committed to different directions True love will have to wait Words and music by John Denver |
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| 3:49 |
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This song appears on four albums, and was first released on the Higher Ground Album, and has also been released on the A Portrait, The Gift You Are and The John Denver Collection - Annie's Song Albums.
A country girl in Paris, moonlight on the Seine Memories of Tennessee, Nashville in the rain It's such a contradiction, a heart that's filled with pain A country girl in Paris, dreamin' Nashville in the rain She walks along the boulevard, Champs Alysee Thinks about a country boy three thousand miles away Pride is such a hard thing, it's such a price to pay To be all alone in Paris with true love so far away Up upon Mont Martre when she stops to rest awhile All the artists look at her and they long to paint her smile For even in her sorrow there's something in her eyes That makes the young men jealous, makes the old men sigh They say the loss of innocence is always linked to pain For once the heart is opened nothing ever is the same And so the evening lends itself to lovers and romance The way to heal a broken heart is to give true love One more chance A country girl in Paris, moonlight on the Seine Memories of Tennessee, Nashville in the rain It's such a contradiction, a heart that's filled with pain A country girl in Paris, dreamin' Nashville in the rain A country girl in Paris, longing for Nashville in the rain Words and music by John Denver |
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| 4:31 |
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This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the Higher Ground Album, and has also been released on The Gift You Are and The John Denver Collection - Annie's Song Albums.
All this joy, all this sorrow All this promise, all this pain Such is life, such is being Such is spirit, such is love City of joy, city of sorrow City of promise, city of pain Such is life, such is being Such is spirit, such is love World of joy, world of sorrow World of promise, world of pain Such is life, such is being Such is spirit, such is love All this joy, all this sorrow All this promise, all this pain Such is life, such is being Such is spirit, such is love Such is spirit, such is love Words and music by John Denver |
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| 4:00 |
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This song appears on three albums, and was first released on The Flower That Shattered The Stone album, and has also been released on the Stonehaven Sunrise and The John Denver Collection - Annie's Song albums.
Not so long ago, I packed my bags a hundred times Didn't seem to know how to stop or to unwind Goin' nowhere, a man without a dream Guess my lucky star fell the day you came along To my lonely heart you are like a special song Singing sweetly your tender melody Thanks to you The child in me lives again Thanks to you I have found a peace within I know where I'm goin' and what I want to do Thanks to you Lying in you arms I found my greatest pleasure I look into your eyes and dream about forever Wakin' up with you and lookin' forward to the day What we plan to do, knowin' anything at all's okay A life has a meaning Love has got a name Thanks to you The child in me lives again Thanks to you I have found a peace within I know where I'm goin' and what I want to do Thanks to you Thanks to you The child in me lives again Thanks to you I have found a peace within I know where I'm goin' and what I want to do Thanks to you Words and music by John L. Christopher, John Denver, Conrad Reeder and Sam Hogin |
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| 4:47 |
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This song appears on four albums, and was first released on The Flower That Shattered The Stone Album, and has also been released on the Stonehaven Sunrise, The Gift You Are and The John Denver Collection - Annie's Song Albums.
Imagine a month of Sundays Each one a cloudy day Imagine the moment the sun came shining through Imagine that ray of sunshine as you Remember your darkest hour With dawn still far away Remember the way that you longed for morning's light And think of yourself as a candle in the night Make believe this is the first day Everything all brand new Make believe that the sun is your own lucky star And then understand the kind of gift you are The gift you are like the very first breath of spring The gift you are all the joy that love can bring The gift you are all of our dreams come true The gift you are the gift of you You are the promise of all the ages You are the Prodigal Son You are the vision of prophets and sages You are the only one Dream of a bright tomorrow Know that your dream will come true Carry your dream in a sparkling crystal jar Then you will know the kind of gift you are The gift you are like the very first breath of spring The gift you are all the joy that love can bring The gift you are all of our dreams come true The gift you are the gift of you The gift you are like the very first breath of springtime The gift you are all the joy that love can bring The gift you are all of our dreams come true - yes they do The gift you are the gift of you The gift you are the gift of you Words and music by John Denver |
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| 3:45 |
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There are children raised in sorrow
On a scorched and barren plain There are children raised beneath the golden sun There are children of the water And children of the sand And they cry out through the universe Their voices raised as one I want to live I want to grow I want to see I want to know I want to share what I can give I want to be I want to live Have you gazed out on the ocean Seen the breaching of a whale? Have you watched the dolphins frolic in the foam? Have you heard the song the humpback hears five hundred miles away Telling tales of ancient history of passages and home? I want to live I want to grow I want to see I want to know I want to share what I can give I want to be I want to live For the worker and the warrior the lover and the liar For the native and the wanderer in kind For the maker and the user and the mother and her son I am looking for my family and all of you are mine We are standing all together Face to face and arm in arm We are standing on the threshold of a dream No more hunger no more killing No more wasting life away It is simply an idea And I know its time has come I want to live I want to grow I want to see I want to know I want to share what I can give I want to be I want to live |
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