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Across the vein of night
There cuts a path of searing light Burning like a beacon On the edges of our sight At the point of total darkness And the lights divine divide A soul can let its shadow stretch And land on either side -- either side. And balanced on the precipice The moment must reveal Naked in the face of time Our race within the wheel As we hang beneath the heavens And we hover over hell Our hearts become the instruments We learn to play so well. Wealthy the spirit that knows its own flight Stealthy the hunter who slays his own fright Blessed the traveler who journeys the length of the light. Outside the pull of gravity Beyond the spectral veil Within our careful reasoning We search to no avail For the constant in the chaos For the fulcrum in the void Following a destiny Our steps cannot avoid. Across the vein of night There cuts a path of searing light Burning like a beacon On the edges of our sight At the point of total darkness And the lights divine divide A soul can let its shadow Stretch and land on either side. Wealthy the spirit that knows its own flight Stealthy the hunter who slays his own fright Blessed the traveler who journeys the length of the light. In a spiral never-ending Are we drawn towards the source Spinning at the mercy of an unrelenting force So we stare into the emptiness and fall beneath the weight Circling the Nexus in a fevered dance with fate -- Wealthy the spirit that knows its own flight Stealthy the hunter who slays his own fright Blessed the traveler who journeys the length of the light. |
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| 2. |
| 4:19 |
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Capture the moment, carry the day
Stay with the chase as long as you may Follow the dreamer, the fool and the sage Back to the days of the innocent age Storybook endings never appear They're just someone's way of leading us here Waiting for wisdom to open the cage We forged in the fires of the innocent age Back at the start it was easy to see No one to own to, nowhere to be Deep in the heartlands a sad memory calls to me (calls to me) Fretful horizons, worrisome skies Tearful misgivings burning your eyes Yearnings unanswered, reckon the wage you pay To recapture the innocent age Fretful horizons, worrisome skies Tearful misgivings burning your eyes Yearnings unanswered, reckon the wage you Pay to recapture the innocent age |
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| 4:19 |
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Dawn...like an angel
Lights on the step Muting the morning she heralds Dew on the grass Like the tears the night wept Gone long before The day wears old Times stills the singing A child holds so dear And I'm just beginning to hear Gone are the pathways The child followed home Gone, like the sand and the foam Pressed in the pages Of some aging text Lies an old lily a-crumbling Marking a moment Of childish respects Long since betrayed and forgotten Times stills the singing A child holds so dear And I'm just beginning to hear Gone are the pathways The child followed home Gone, like the sand and the foam Dawn...like an angel Lights on the step Muting the morning she heralds Dew on the grass Like the tears the night wept Gone long before The day wears old Times stills the singing A child holds so dear And I'm just beginning to hear Gone are the pathways The child followed home Gone, like the sand and the foam Gone like the sand (gone like the sand) Gone, like the sand and the foam |
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| 4. |
| 6:25 |
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There's a ring around the moon
tonight And a chill in the air And a fire in the stars that hang -- so near; so near. There's a sound in the wind that blows Through the wild mountain holds Like the sighs of a thousand crying souls; Crying souls -- There's a time when the traveller is fated to find That insight has turned his gaze behind -- behind And the steps taken yesterday Will beckon again And lead to his weary journey's end -- journey's end. And in the passage From the cradle to the grave We are born, madly dancing Rushing headlong through the crashing of the days We run on and on Without a backwards glance We run on and on Without a backwards glance. But I cast my fate with the wife of Lot I turned my gaze around Knowing neither what was sought nor what was to be found Heeding weakness, feeding strength Life at length is frail I seek again the river's source through time's dark shadowed veil. In the fast fading century as we spin through the years I pray that our failing vision clears -- our vision clears. And in the passage From the cradle to the grave We are born, madly dancing Rushing headlong through the crashing of the days We run on and on Without a backwards glance We run on and on Without a backwards glance. The places dash and the faces dart Like fishes in a dream Hiding 'neath the murky banks of long forgotten streams The lines of life are never long when seen from end to end The future's never coming and the past has never been. There's a ring around the moon tonight And a chill in the air And a fire in the stars that hang -- so near; so near. |
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| 3:57 |
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Every night I ask myself
That same old question: why? And every day the answer Seems more distant I always knew the final Truths lay just beneath the lies But I never thought they'd Be this hard to find... I never thought they'd Be this hard to find... Every time I try to put This puzzle into place There always seems to be A piece that's missing And through the eyes of someone else I look into my face And can't believe the sorrow There I see I can't believe this lonely man Is me... The faster we run The further away the dreams That we chase become And lost in the sun Spinning and turning Blind in the burning Light of day -- We have to turn away. Every night I ask myself That same old question: why? And every day the answer Seems more distant I always knew the final Truths lay just beneath the lies But I never thought they'd Be this hard to find... I never thought they'd Be this hard to find... The faster we run The further away the dreams That we chase become And lost in the sun Spinning and turning Blind in the burning Light of day -- We have to turn away. |
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| 6. |
| 4:19 |
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some say love, it is a river that drowns the tender reed,
some say love, it is a razor that leaves your soul to bleed, some say love, it is a hunger, an endless aching need I say love, it is a flower, and you it`s only seed. It`s the heart, afraid of breaking, that never learns to dance. It`s the dream, afraid of waking, that never takes a chance. It`s the one who won`t be taken, who can not seem to give. And the soul, afraid of dying, that never learns to live When the night has been too lonely, and the road has been too long, And you think that love is only for the lucky and the strong. Just remember in the winter far beneath the bitter snow, Lies the seed, that with the sun`s love, in the spring becomes the Rose. |
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| 4:48 |
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An only child alone and wild
A cab'net maker's son His hands were meant for diff'rent work And his heart was known to none He left his home and went his lone and solitary way And he gave to me a gift I know I never can repay A quiet man of music Denied a simpler fate He tried to be a soldier once But his music wouldn't wait He earned his love thru' discipline A thund'ring velvet hand His gentle means of sculpting souls Took me years to understand The leader of the band Is tired and his eyes are growing old But his blood runs thru' my instrument And his song is in my soul My life has been a poor attempt to imitate the man I'm just a living legacy To the leader of the band My brother's lives were diff'rent For they heard another call One went to Chicago and the other to St. Paul And I'm in Colorado When I'm not in some hotel Living out this life I've chose And come to know so well I thank you for the music And your stories of the road I thank you for the freedom When it came my time to go I thank you for the kindness And the times when you got tough And papa I don't think I said "I love you" near enough The leader of the band Is tired and his eyes are growing old But his blood runs thru' my instrument And his song is in my soul My life has been a poor attempt to imitate the man I'm just a living legacy To the leader of the band I am the living legacy To the leader of the band |
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| 5:19 |
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Same Old Lang Syne
Met my old lover in the grocery store The snow was falling Christmas Eve I stole behind her in the frozen foods And I touched her on the sleeve She didn't recognize the face at first But then her eyes flew open wide She went to hug me and she spilled her purse And we laughed until we cried We took her groceries to the checkout stand The food was totalled up and bagged We stood there lost in our embarrassment As the conversation dragged We went to have ourselves a drink or two But couldn't find an open bar We bought a six-pack at the liquor store And we drank it in her car We drank a toast to innocence, we drank a toast to now And tried to reach beyond the emptiness but neither one knew how She said she'd married her an architect Who kept her warm and safe and dry She would have liked to say she loved the man But she didn't like to lie I said the years had been a friend to her And that her eyes were still as blue But in those eyes I wasn't sure if I saw doubt or gratitude She said she saw me in the record stores And that I must be doing well I said the audience was heavenly but the traveling was hell We drank a toast to innocence, we drank a toast to now And tried to reach beyond the emptiness but neither one knew how We drank a toast to innocence, we drank a toast to time Reliving in our eloquence, another 'auld lang syne' The beer was empty and our tongues were tired And running out of things to say She gave a kiss to me as I got out and I watched her drive away Just for a moment I was back at school And felt that old familiar pain And as I turned to make my way back home The snow turned in to rain... |
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Every time we speak
Our words betray intentions Insincere inventions That never quite reach the heart So we turn the other cheek And gather our defenses Again, rebuild the fences That just been keeping us apart. Waiting out the worst We keep the best inside us In hopes our hearts can't hide us In hopes our tears don't show And you know we're not the first to try and breach the distance And though we meet resistance The love between us grows. And in the time it takes us to look beyond the lies We could be sailing through each other's eyes And in those stolen moments when love is caught off guard We see it never had to be this hard. Every time we speak Our words betray intentions Insincere inventions That never quite reach the heart So we turn the other cheek And gather our defenses Again, rebuild the fences That just been keeping us apart. And in the time it takes us to look beyond the lies We could be sailing through each other's eyes And in those stolen moments when love is caught off guard We see it never had to be this hard. |
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| 5:09 |
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Grand slam
Your moment's at hand The day holds a costly bargain Lost lamb Asking the lion's share Homespun A prodigal son Comes begging a humble pardon But no one Rises to hear his prayer... Lone star You've wandered so far And long in the unfamiliar That now you Travel a map unknown Starbright A constant delight To those in the dark And still your Birthright's To shine in the night -- alone. Living in the shadows Of the things that might have been Torn between the blessing and the curse You may stop the hunger But you'll never slake the thirst For the nectar you remember But you'll never taste again... Nonesuch Your Midas' touch Has gilded your heart And left you So much Playing the prince of clowns Hell-bent Empty and spent Just look what your gamble's got you Exile Far from the sacred grounds... Living in the shadows Of the things that might have been Torn between the blessing and the curse You may stop the hunger But you'll never slake the thirst For the nectar you remember But you'll never taste again. Grand slam Your moment's at hand The day holds a costly bargain Lost lamb Asking the lion's share. |
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| 4:11 |
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Silent sea
Tell this to me: Where are the children that we used to be Silent sea: At picture shows Where nobody goes And only the heart can see. Starry skies Soft lullabies Where do they go when their melodies die? Starry skies: To a day Far, far away That only the heart may know. Friends we knew Follow us through All of the days of our lives Love we shared Waits for us there Where our wishes forever reside. Falling tears Memories' mirrors Where are summers Oh, where are the years? Carried far To a wandering star That only the heart may know. Friends we knew Follow us through All of the days of our lives Love we shared Waits for us there Where our wishes forever reside. Starry skies Soft lullabies Where do they go when their melodies die? To a day Far, far away That only the heart may know. |
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| 6:31 |
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It's Maine...
And it's Autumn The birches have just begun turning It's life and it's dying The lobstermen's boats come returning With the catch of the day in their holds and the young boys cold and complaining The fog meets the beaches and out on the Reach it is raining -- It's father and son It's the way it's been done since the old days It's hauling by hand ten miles out from the land where their chow waits And the days are all lonely and long and seas grow so stormy and strong but The Reach will sing welcome as homeward they hurry along. And the morning will blow away As the waves crash and fall And the Reach like a siren sings as she beckons and calls As the coastline recedes from view And the seas swell and roll I will take from the Reach all that she has to teach To the depths of my soul -- The wind brings a chill There's a frost on the sill in the morning It creeps through the door On the edge of the shore ice is forming Soon the northers will bluster and blow And the woods will be whitened with snowfall And the Reach will lie frozen for the lost and unchosen to row -- And the morning will blow away As the waves crash and fall And the Reach like a siren sings as she beckons and calls As the coastline recedes from view And the seas swell and roll I will take from the Reach all that she has to teach To the depths of my soul -- |
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Tell me a secret
Tell me a lie Tell me the truth if you have to Say what you see fit But don't ask me why Love never seems to last you. In times like these It's hard to keep a man off his knees In times like these It's hard to keep a man off his knees. Over a barrel Under a spell Money's the demon that drives you Limping through heaven Or running through hell Happiness smiles but denies you. In times like these It's hard to keep a man off his knees In times like these It's hard to keep a man off his knees. Nothing before you Nothing behind Thoughtlessly chasing the thunder Travelling lightly Travelling blind Never detouring to wonder why. Tell me a secret Tell me a lie Tell me the truth if you have to Say what you see fit But don't ask me why Love never seems to last you. In times like these It's hard to keep a man off his knees In times like these It's hard to keep a man off his knees. Nothing before you Nothing behind Thoughtlessly chasing the thunder Travelling lightly Travelling blind Never detouring to wonder why... |
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| 4:00 |
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Here I am at six o'clock in themorning Still thinking about you
It's still hard, at six o'clock in the morning To sleep without you And I know that it might Seem too late for love All I know I need you now More than words can say I need you now I've got to find a way I need you now Before I lose my mind I need you now Here I am, I'm looking out my window I'm dreaming about you Can't let you go, at six o'clcok in the morning I feel you beside me And I know that it might Seem too late for love For love Oh, Oh, Oh I need you now More than words can say I need you now I've got to find a way I need you now Before I lose my mind I need you now More than words can say I need you now Oh I got to hear you say I need you now Before I lose my mind I need you now I need you now |
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Waiting in the wings
Your courage sings before you falter . . . It's just another way to say what's there but never shows It's just another day to lay your sins before the altar And where it's going to end this time around nobody knows. Every time it seems that you have gained an understanding Those devils at your heels reach up and try to tip the scales Waking from a dream you see it's all been done without you And every vain attempt to make it stay Is destined to fail. Fury rages through your restless days Shades of time that's gone before Empty cages where the prisoner plays 'Til the door swings closed behind for evermore . . . Evermore... Evermore... Long before we come of age we yearn to leave the garden And wrestle with a myth the hand of fate has faintly drawn But somewhere on the way we feel our hearts begin to harden And see just as we learn to turn around the garden is gone. Fury rages through your restless days Shades of time that's gone before Empty cages where the prisoner plays 'Til the door swings closed behind for evermore . . . Evermore... Evermore... |
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Sometimes, in the night I feel it
Near as my next breath and yet, untouchable Silently the past comes stealing Like the taste of some forbidden sweet Along the walls; in shadowed rafters Moving like a thought through haunted atmospheres Muted cries and echoed laughter Banished dreams that never sank in sleep Lost in love and found in reason Questions that the mind can find no answers for Ghostly eyes conspire treason As they gather just outside the door ... Every ghost that calls upon us Brings another measure in the mystery Death is there To keep us honest And constantly remind us we are free Down the ancient corridors And through the gates of time Run the ghosts of days That we left behind Down the ancient corridors And through the gates of time Run the ghosts of dreams That we left behind Sometimes, in the night I feel it Near as my next breath and yet, untouchable Silently the past comes stealing Like the taste of some forbidden sweet Every ghost that calls upon us Brings another measure in the mystery Death is there To keep us honest And constantly remind us we are free Down the ancient corridors And through the gates of time Run the ghosts of days That we left behind |
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