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sailing heart-ships through broken harbours
out on the waves in the night
still the searcher must ride the dark horse
racing alone in his fright
tell me why, tell me why
is it hard to make arrangements with yourself
when you're old enough to repay but young enough to sell?
tell me lies later
come and see me
ill be around for a while
i am lonely but
you can free me
all in the way you smile
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Well, I dreamed I saw the knights
In armour come
Saying something about a queen
There were peasants singing and
Drummers drumming
And the archer split the tree
There was a fanfare blowing
To the sun
That was floating on the breeze
Look at Mother Nature on the run
In the 1917's
Look at Mother Nature on the run
In the 1917's
Well I was lying in a burned out basement
With the full moon in my eyes
I was hoping for replacement
When the sun burst through the sky
There was a band playing in my head
And I felt like getting high
I was thinking about what a
Friend had said
I was hoping it was a lie
Thinking about what a
Friend had said
I was hoping it was a lie
Well I dreamed I saw the silver
Space ships flying
In the yellow haze of the sun
There were children crying
And colors flying
All around the chosen ones
All in a dream, all in a dream
The loading had begun
Flying Mother Nature's
Silver seed to a new home in the sun
Flying Mother Nature's
Silver seed to a new home
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when you were young and
on your own
how did it feel to be alone?
i was always thinking
of games that i was playing
trying to make the best
of my time
but only love can break your heart
try to be true right from the start
yes nly love can break your heart
what if your world should fall apart
i have a friend ive never seen
he hides his head inside a dream
someone should call him and see if he can come out
try to lose the down that hes found
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Southern man
better keep your head
Don't forget
what your good book said
Southern change
gonna come at last
Now your crosses
are burning fast
Southern man
I saw cotton
and I saw black
Tall white mansions
and little shacks.
Southern man
when will you
pay them back?
I heard screamin'
and bullwhips cracking
How long? How long?
Southern man
better keep your head
Don't forget
what your good book said
Southern change
gonna come at last
Now your crosses
are burning fast
Southern man
Lily Belle,
your hair is golden brown
I've seen your black man
comin' round
Swear by God
I'm gonna cut him down!
I heard screamin'
and bullwhips cracking
How long? How long?
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I'm gonna give you
till the morning comes
Till the morning comes,
till the morning comes.
I'm only waiting
till the morning comes
Till the morning comes,
till the morning comes.
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Old man lying
by the side of the road
With the lorries rolling by,
Blue moon sinking
from the weight of the load
And the building scrape the sky,
Cold wind ripping
down the allay at dawn
And the morning paper flies,
Dead man lying
by the side of the road
With the daylight in his eyes.
Don't let it bring you down
It's only castles burning,
Find someone who's turning
And you will come around.
Blind man running
through the light
of the night
With an answer in his hand,
Come on down
to the river of sight
And you can really understand,
Red lights flashing
through the window
in the rain,
Can you hear the sirens moan?
White cane lying
in a gutter in the lane,
If you're walking home alone.
Don't let it bring you down
It's only castles burning,
Just find someone who's turning
And you will come around.
Don't let it bring you down
It's only castles burning,
Just find someone who's turning
And you will come around.
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Lover there will be another one
who'll hover over you beneath the sun
tomorrow see the things that never come today
when you see me fly away with out you
shadow on the things you know
feathers fall around you and show you the way to go
its over, its over
nestled in your wings my little one
is special morning brings another sun
tomorrow see the things that never come
today
when you see me fly away with you
shadow on the things you know
feathers fall around you and show
you the way to go
its over, its over
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When you dance,
Do your senses tingle?
Then take a chance?
In a trance,
While the lonely mingle
With circumstance?
I've got
something to tell you,
you make it show.
Let me come over,
I know you know
When you dance
I can really love.
I can love,
I can really love,
I can really love
I can love,
I can really love,
I can really love
Like a
mountain that's growing
a river that rolls
Let me come over,
I know you know
When you dance
I can really love.
When you dance,
Do your senses tingle?
Then take a chance?
In a trance,
While the lonely mingle
With circumstance?
I've got
something to tell you,
you make it show.
Let me come over,
I know you know
When you dance
I can really love.
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Now that you found yourself
losing your mind
Are you here again?
Finding that what you once
thought was real
Is gone, and changing?
Now that you made yourself
love me
Do you think
I can change it in a day?
How can I place you above me?
Am I lying to you when I say
That I believe in you
I believe in you.
Coming to you at night
I see my questions
I feel my doubts
Wishing that maybe
in a year or two
We could laugh
and let it all out
Now that you made
yourself love me
Do you think
I can change it in a day?
How can I place you above me?
Am I lying to you when I say
That I believe in you
I believe in you.
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Hey, hey
Cripple Creek ferry
Butting through
the overhanging trees
Make way
for the Cripple Creek ferry
The waters going down
it's a mighty tight squeeze.
All alone the captain stands
Hasn't heard
from his deck hands.
The gambler tips his hat
and walks towards the door.
It's the second half
of the cruise.
And you know he hates to lose.
Hey, hey Cripple Creek ferry
Butting through
the overhanging trees
Make way
for the Cripple Creek ferry
The waters going down
it's a mighty tight squeeze.
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