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| 1. |
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A burning nostalgia
Singes the damp early evening air As the coffin parades On to a rain sodden stage Set down by the bearers in solemn poise Anticipation mounts, all is still In this heavily charged atmosphere We're lost in nostalgia But look to the future One for the record One for the memory... In to the bowl of human celebration Steps our hero to ecstacy out front and they know it! Blinded by the footlights But he knows just where to face With a ready rapport, the performance begins The reunion is almost complete We're lost in nostalgia But look to the future One for the record One for the memory... Rael arise from your aerosol guise What a surprise! But no fox in a frock on the rocks (What no fox?) Then in comes the old man Dare I be so beautiful, just like a flower A flower! In the new Jerusalem On comes the seventh star The crowds are going crazy Seven years gone by It's enough to make you cry A feeling of deja vu ensues On the stage once more The band play on and on and on In their old shoes We're lost in nostalgia But look to the future One for the record One for the memory... We're lost in nostalgia But look to the future One for the record One for the memory... |
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| 2. |
| 4:09 |
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Falling though a whirlpool of contempt
You struggle to the surface for air All around you is indifference and jealousy Nobody seems to care Now you're looking for a new place to hide A sanctuary in your thoughts Drifting away on a journey of drams Where nothing is quite as it appears to be Silence erodes the noise That soon will not exist Dusk turns in to night And darkness merges with the mist Those who dare to venture in To this strange and magical world In to a soulless second life They are bound to be hurled Now you are spinning and spiralling down Through an endless whirlpool Going round and round Cold and crazy, going out of your mind This is your last chance Now that you've found.. That the soulless second life Has taken over your mind For trespass such as this You'll pay a capital fine The silence that seems so loud Is twisting your sanity Your wires are warped And your cables are crossed There's no way you can break free Silence erodes the noise That soon will not exist As dusk turns in to night And darkness merges with the mist Those who dare to venture in to This strange and magical world In to a soulless second life They are bound to be hurled... |
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| 3. |
| 5:55 |
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Gershwin's lost his melody
Louis has lost his brass Poor old Nat King Cole Has lost his backstage pass The band stand waiting for a cue Just to play for you again Jimi baby going crazy While Elvis is getting fat Freddie's nails are cracking snails Peter's make-up is running Through the gallery, the history Our music hall of fame, again And we're drowning in a river of past reflection Caught in the rapids, getting trapped between the rocks H2O - as clear as daylight Memories - as clear as daylight They come flooding back Flooding back to me, for free! There's little John with the squeaky voice Is he coming out to play? Oh! And there's thoughtful Roger You know, I never understood a word he had to say But the band stand waiting for the cue Just to play for you again, and again And we're drowning in a river of past reflection Caught in the rapids, getting trapped between the rocks H2O - as clear as daylight Memories - as clear as daylight They come flooding back Flooding back to me, always for free! SEE THE PARADE... Flooding back Flooding back Flooding back Flooding back Flooding back Flooding back to me Always for free Go! Ritchie B with his cold cup of tea I've seen those photos too Kathy's dreaming Is she still screaming I'm not sure that she can get through There's little Mick with his long, shiny stick He's going to blow you all away These were the heroes with charisma and style Where are the heroes for today? And we're drowning in a river of past reflection Caught in the rapids, getting trapped between the rocks H2O - as clear as daylight Memories - as clear as daylight They come flooding back Flooding back to me, always for free! And we're drowning in a river of past reflection Caught in the rapids, getting trapped between the rocks H2O - as clear as daylight Memories - as clear as daylight They come flooding back Flooding back to me, always for free! There's no one left to lead the parade |
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| 4. |
| 4:32 |
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Escape into a sanctuary, don't you worry
Freedom in the confines of a musical dream A million different themes But we're all one team Feel the action, feel the passion Let your spirit take over your soul Feel the rhythm, sense the power Get the feeling, touched by magic Music is the rhythm of love A language we all can understand Speaking more in a melody Than a thousand politicians ever could Lose yourself in the rhythm of love Wrap yourself in the rhythm of love Lose yourself in the rhythm of love Why don't you loosen up and break yourself free Disengage from reality We've got to show the world in a positive motion A good and giving potion in an ocean of melody Feel the rhythm, sense the power Get the feeling, touched by magic Music is the rhythm of love A language we all can understand Speaking more in a melody Than a thousand politicians ever could Lose yourself in the rhythm of love Wrap yourself in the rhythm of love Lose yourself in the rhythm of love Feel the rhythm, sense the power Get the feeling, touched by magic Rhythm Power Feeling Magic Rhythm Power Feeling Magic Feel the rhythm |
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| 5. |
| 9:38 |
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See the lady there
With flowing golden hair She is the one who knows She is the one who cares Look up to the sky and beyond the sun For it is there from where She chose to come, come come See the clothes she wears Of silk and satin fayre All as pure as The intention that she bears To save our hearts and minds From such as our kind Thus to lead us to Fields of pastures new To end the suffering And pain and misery To alter all our thoughts And the course of history And then the sun may shine As one to us Then disguised as two We all turn to dust Dust, dust, dust And if we should heed And listen closely to This voice from far away From far beyond the sun From a land that once was A reflection of ours now But is also no more But an image of our future times So we must take this as a warning We must listen and understand Because the world won't last forever The glass is running out of sand So we must try We must pull together As one, see reason The lady speaks (she speaks) With a truthful tongue We must listen and act upon This message of salvation Our salvation So we must try and pull together As one and see reason The lady speaks a truthful tongue So we must listen and set upon This message of salvation No need for devastation |
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| 1:44 |
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Your technicolour extravaganza
Has taken my attention A gymnast and a painter Unaware of my affection Your patterns of beauty Decorate the air Your peacefulness and tranquility With all of us you share Dancing in the sunlight Complimenting the day Please, may painted lady I wish for you to stay Please, my painted lady I wish to you to stay |
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| 11:10 |
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As unexpected vision in a faraway foreign land
You took away my heart But I couldn't take your hand Floating on the mist by a willow-lined lake You played the part of temptress Or was it just my mistake? To the backdrop of a chateau And an antiquated mill You enchanted my soul And I was captured until I realised that fate was never on my side Then you drifted out of view And the moment's magic died Je croyais t'avoir vue Je suis sur que je t'ai vue Mais non, je sais que je t'ai vue Je t'ai vu I saw you Or were you just a passing shadow Or were you just a passing dream Tell me, were you just a passing shadow Or were you just a broken dream Or were you just apassing shadow Or were you just a broken dream |
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| 8. |
| 8:13 |
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Silent stares through a window pane
Anxious expressions make their claim An army of souls lost long ago A pyramid mentality still runs this show Apollo disappeared way before dawn And paradise was where we were drawn Smoke stained glass comfort steals the light As the whitewash floats like snowflakes on a bitter winter breeze... She wraps up warm still standing She's still standing where she has so many times before And though the story is wearing thin Age is counting, my friend age is counting And she is dying Grime on the gutter, slime on the shutter There's plenty for the rats And plenty rats for the cats to grow fat! Meanwhile the skeleton on the corner Is holding out bare knuckles He's looking for charity Looking for a chance to live But this is not real life No, not in my eyes can you tell the difference or understand the circumstances Here in Paradise... It's here, it's there, it's all around, it's everywhere You can sense it, you can feel it, you can touch it Welcome to Paradise, Paradise, Paradise If only it were half as nice! Oh come closer, I want to get to know you Much closer, I want to see you under the light Much nearer, I want to feel your heart beat Oh much nearer, much closer I want to feel your breath on my brow Oh much closer, we can be as one together All together, together just for this night Welcome to Paradise... If only it were half as nice!!! |
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