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I can't deal with all this undergrowth talk
It just trips my feet and tangles up my thoughts You're trying to sell me your new faith Tell me why you'd do it And your hands are clenched And you're talking low With your eyes like flames Your voice like snow Someone dug a pit for you and you fell right into it. Tell me how the universe was meant to be Take another sip of your cola You be the colonel of the cavalry I'll be Francis Ford Coppola We'll go together through the jungle night 'Til the moon and stars fade out of sight Waiting for the dawn to come Here in Angola Here in Angola I can't remember how you got this way I can still recall you in a younger day The earnestness still drips off you like butter And you fling round words in a holy war And you look so vague, but seem so sure Don't you ever just want to break right down and stutter Tell me how the universe was meant to be Take another sip of your cola You be the colonel of the cavalry I'll be Francis Ford Coppola We'll go together through the jungle night 'Til the moon and stars fade out of sight Waiting for the dawn to come Here in Angola Here in Angola Ah, why don't you let it go Ah, you'd be too wise to know That time will get you anyway It's at your door today. I can't deal with these periscope views And the caveman scrawl that you call news Hey, why don't you make a not to cancel your next visit Well, I knew that things were getting out of control When you found your faith and lost your soul If there's something you'd rather die than compromise What is it? Tell me how the universe was meant to be Take another sip of your cola You be the colonel of the cavalry I'll be Francis Ford Coppola We'll go together through the jungle night As the moon and stars fade out of sight Waiting for the dawn to come Here in Angola Here in Angola Here in Angola Here in Angola |
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Pandora comes today
As she dazzles and she dances You find hope and lose yourself again She never stays the same She changes moods like summer thunder Still you look for sunlight through the rain. And when she laughs you see danger She can be cold like a stranger And you try but you won't change her anyway And I can see how she makes it It's a game and still you take it It's a spell until you break it, you must stay And lose yourself again. Pandora takes the time To tell you stories of her past Thet everybody knows just can't be true The reason and the rhyme Are twisted 'til you can't believe her Still you keep pretending that you do. And when you try to get to her And you tell her you've seen through her She'll just say you never knew her anyway And you still let her fake it It's a game and still you take it It's a spell until you break it, you must stay And lose yourself again. Pandora comes today The warning signs flash in her eyes The old familiar feelings rise again The pleasure and the pain Are like two colours run together Still you can't go on too long this way. If it's a game you can't win it I don't know why you stay in it You could leave her any minute, any day It should be easy to shake it But you just can't seem to make it It's a spell until you break it, you must stay And lose yourself again. |
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Indian summer, the shops are shuttered and the crowds are gone
The souvenir sellers are moving on Like summer lovers Indian summer The earth is cracked beneath the midday sun You've dragged your shadow round these streets too long There is no cover Come stay, we'll live gazebo lives And let the world outside pass us by Right here in our Arabian Nights Until the Northern Lights cross the sky There is no other Indian summer, the storm that drove you here is far behind What keeps you waiting on this beach tonight It's long been over Come stay, we'll live gazebo lives And let the world outside pass us by Right here in our Arabian Nights Until the Northern Lights cross the sky There is no other Come stay Right here |
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Delia's gone
And the days they run so slow Here in the islands Delia's gone It's the only thing you know Here in the silence Fine rain combs the sand The first breath of winter across the land Try but you won't understand How she could slip right through your hands Delia's gone. Delia's friends no longer come to call What can they say now Delia's pictures are hanging on the wall You can't look away now Dream figures with moons for eyes Stare from under an alien sky Seem to watch as you pass them by If they should know, they won't say why Delia's gone. Delia's gone like a darkening of the sky A change in the weather Delia's gone like a moment out of time Maybe forever Lines of coffee cups on parade Soldiers for keeping the night away Soon, too soon, you'll be moving out There's nothing here to hold you now Delia's gone. Delia left Tony On a hot summer night She would not go for him and so He shot her down at sight Delia gone, one more round, Delia gone! |
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I never was one for talk
I keep things to myself Let everyone ramble on When people get to reminiscing I'll always be the one to listen But now I need to find those missing words. I love Princess Olivia Can't speak, I slip into trivia. To know what you feel inside Is not enough, you've got to put it across with style The literati in their cellars Perform semantic tarantellas I wish I did it half as well as them I love Princess Olivia Can't speak, I slip into trivia. She's got long red hair Her nose up in the clouds Just how did she get up there She's frosty as the face of Phineus Leaves me feeling igloominious Why's she so continuously cool? I love Princess Olivia Can't speak, I slip into trivia. I love her. She may be large |
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Before the phone hits the receiver
You're halfway to the door The voice said 'get out while you can, There's just ten minutes, nothing more' Time only for the essentials Better gather them and run The false name inside the passport, The gold bars and the gun And once again they've come out of the past And though your mind is cool your heart is beating fast You've been through it all before Each time you wish a little more that you could ask What do you want from me? What do you need from me? There's no rest for the running man Why can't you let him be?' It's a long and twisting journey From the sweeping northern plains To the outcrops of the jungle Bowed beneath the tropic rains In the customs hall the officer Takes you to one side And his eyes reveal no feeling As you hand over the bribe And once again you've bought a little time And once again you're fading out of sight Still the fox is growing older As he calls over his shoulder to the night: What do you want from me? What do you need from me? There's no rest for the running man Why can't you let him be? Here, come over here Beneath a sympathetic moon We'll sit and talk over old times without a fear Another beer, from the cafes of the night The tumbling rhythms of guitars ring loud and clear One by one they've nailed the others But you always got away What it is that keeps you just that step ahead No one can say In one last raid the agents Of the dawn break down the door Of a house where you were standing Maybe just an hour before And still the thread continues to unwind You take the hidden roads that only you can find And should they come upon your tracks There's just a question hanging back you left behind What do you want from me? What do you need from me? No rest for the running man Why can't you let him be? What do you want from me? What do you need from me? |
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It was late in December, the sky turned to snow
All round the day was going down slow Night like a river beginning to flow I felt the beat of my mind go Drifting into time passages Years go falling in the fading light Time passages Buy me a ticket on the last train home tonight Well I'm not the kind to live in the past The years run too short and the days too fast The things you lean on are the things that don't last Well it's just now and then my line gets cast into these Time passages There's something back here that you left behind Oh time passages Buy me a ticket on the last train home tonight Hear the echoes and feel yourself starting to turn Don't know why you should feel That there's something to learn It's just a game that you play Well the picture is changing Now you're part of a crowd They're laughing at something And the music's loud A girl comes towards you You once used to know You reach out your hand But you're all alone, in these Time passages I know you're in there, you're just out of sight Time passages Buy me a ticket on the last train home tonight |
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And I think of you now
As a dream that I had long ago In a kingdom lost in time In a forest of evening The archer is bending a bow And I see you bring him bread and wine Down the legions of years The invaders have taken this land And bent you to their will And the memories fade of the ancients And all that they had Though the magic lingers round you still Oh, who would walk the stony roads of Merlin's time? And keep the watch along the borderline And who would hear the legends passed in song and rhyme? Upon the shepherd pipes of Merlin's time |
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Nothing that's forced can ever be right
If it doesn't come naturally, leave it That's what she said as she turned out the light And we bent our backs as slaves of the night Then she lowered her guard and showed me the scars She got from trying to fight Saying oh, you'd better believe it. Well I'm up to my neck in the crumbling wreckage Of all that I wanted from life When I looked for respect all I got was neglect Though I swallowed the line as a sign of the times But dealing a jack from the back of the pack They said-"You lose again" Oh, I said, who needs it? Well don't get me wrong now I tried to get on With the jokers that got in my way And I put on a smile and I tried all the while to be straight But they just wanted more all the time and I'm sure That you know what I mean when I say That I'm sick of the touch and there's only so much you can take. Well nothing that's real is ever for free And you just have to pay for it sometime She said it before, she said it to me I suppose she believed there was nothing to see But the same old four imaginary walls She built for living inside I said oh, you just can't mean it Well there was never a doubt that she had to get out she was just looking around for a way In the pit of the night there was nowhere to hide any more She was out on a limb, she was reaching for things That she wanted, but just couldn't say And she had to be sure that she wouldn't get caught like before. Well nothing that's forced can ever be right If it doesn't come naturally, leave it That's what she said as she turned out the light And she may have been wrong, and she may have been right But I woke with the frost, and noticed she'd lost The veil that covered her eyes I said oh, you can leave it. |
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They crossed over the border the hour before dawn
moving in lines through the day Most of our planes were destroyed on the ground where they lay Waiting for orders we held in the wood Word from the front never came By evening the sound of the gunfire was miles away I softly move through the shadows, slip away through the trees Crossing their lines in the mist in the fields on our hands and our knees And all that i ever Was able to see The fire in the air, glowing red Silhouetting the smoke on the breeze All summer they drove us back through the Ukraine Smolensk and Viasma soon fell By Autumn we stood with our backs to the town of Orel Closer and closer to Moscow they come Riding the wind like a bell General Guderian stands at the crest of the hill Winter brought with the rains, oceans of mud filled the roads Gluing the tracks of their tanks to the ground, while the skies filled with snow And all that I ever Was able to see The fire in the air, glowing red Silhouetting the snow on the breeze (Ah, Ah , Ah) x4 (Ah, Ah, Ah) - all thru bridge In the footsteps of Napoleon, the shadow figures stagger through the winter Falling back before the gates of Moscow, standing in the wings like an avenger And far away behind their lines, the partisans are stirring in the forest Coming unexpectedly upon their outpost, growing like a promise You'll never know, you'll never know, which way to turn, which way to look you'll never see us As we steal into the blackness of the night you'll never know, you'll never hear us And evening sings in a voice of amber, the dawn is surely coming The morning road leads to Stalingrad, and the sky is softly humming Two broken tigers on fire in the night Flicker their souls to the wind We wait in the lines for the final approach to begin It's been almost four years that I've carried a gun At home, it will alomst be spring The flames of the tiger are lighting the road to Berlin I quickly move through the ruins that bow to the ground The old men and children they send out to face us, they can't slow us down And all that I ever Was able to see The eyes of the city are opening Now it's the end of a dream (Ah. Ah, Ah) x4 (Ah, Ah, Ah) thru this section I'm coming home, I'm coming home , now you can taste it in the wind the war is over And I listen to the clicking of the train wheels as we roll across the border And now they ask about the time that i was caught behind their time and taken prisoner They only held me for a day, a lucky break i say They turn and listen closer I'll never know, I'll never know, why I was taken from the line with all the others to board a special train and journey deep into the heart of holy Russia And it's cold and damp in the transit camp and the air is still and sullen and the pale sun of Octobe whispers the snow will soon be coming And I wonder when, I'll be home again and the morning answers never And the evening sighs and the steely, Russian skies go on, forever... |
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The fishing boats go out across the evening water
Smuggling guns and arms across the Spanish border The wind whips up the waves so loud The ghost moon sails among the clouds Turns the rifles into silver on the border On my wall the colours of the maps are running From Africa the winds they talk of changes coming The torches flare up in the night The hand that sets the farms alight Has spread the word to those who're waiting on the border In the village where I grew up Nothing seems the same Still you never see the change from day to day And no-one notices the customs slip away Late last night the rain was knocking at my window I moved across the darkened room and in the lampglow I thought I saw down in the street The spirit of the century Telling us that we're all standing on the border In the islands where I grew up Nothing seems the same It's just the patterns that remain An empty shell But there's a strangeness in the air you feel too well The fishing boats go out across the evening water Smuggling guns and arms across the Spanish border The wind whips up the waves so loud The ghost moon sails among the clouds Turns the rifles into silver on the border On the border On the border On the border |
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Find another lover tomorrow
Go find another lover today You've been so long on lonely street That you're surely falling into decay It's time to reconstruct yourself Time to test the water again Well it's sad to see It's a tragedy That you're wasting away Look around ... tell me Is it really worth the price That you pay On Valentina Way I don't think she's ready to listen I don't think she wants to come back The atmosphere's too cold in here To attract a butterfly like that I think she took the boat-train out Maybe caught the night express She's got devious lies And chameleon eyes And she can't care less Oh, buy yourself a ticket On anything leaving today From Valentina Way Oh the rain comes down And shines up the stars Oh, the night steps out In streetlights and bars To the sounds of guitars Listen ... |
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Year Of The Cat - Al Stewart
On a morning from a Bogart movie In a country where they turn back time You go strolling through the crowd like Peter Lorre Contemplating a crime She comes out of the sun in a silk dress running Like a watercolour in the rain Don't bother asking for explanations She'll just tell you that she came In the year of the cat. She doesn't give you time for questions As she locks up your arm in hers And you follow 'till your sense of which direction Completely disappears By the blue tiled walls near the market stalls There's a hidden door she leads you to These days, she says, I feel my life Just like a river running through The year of the cat She looks at you so cooly And her eyes shine like the moon in the sea She comes in incense and patchouli So you take her, to find what's waiting inside The year of the cat. Well morning comes and you're still with her And the bus and the tourists are gone And you've thrown away the choice and lost your ticket So you have to stay on But the drum-beat strains of the night remain In the rhythm of the new-born day You know sometime you're bound to leave her BUt for now you're going to stay In the year of the cat. |
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