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Steve Hackett Album


Highly Strung (1983)
1983
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Always Somewhere Else
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Group Therapy
8.
9.
Hackett To Pieces
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Walking along the Camino Royale
The Mississippi sighs
Soft in the night when the wind starts to rise
And I'm lifted high around the corner
So I spin
Fast as a ride at the fair
Like a snake that flies through the air
When I cry enough I'm fired from a gun
And thrown through the doors

Only the fool learns to get through

Ahead I see candles floating in pails
Each placed upon a chair
Into a tent where they turn round the bend
Through a kitchen leading to a staircase
Now I stop
Seems that I've been led astray
There are no new answers today
This road is blocked
Only the fool learns to get through

. . .


My lucky number's on a prison door
And it's found on everything I wear

And I've got to get away from 151
Cell 151

Sharing it with me is a man who shot his wife
And I'm afraid to fall asleep at night

And I've got to get away from 151
Cell 151

And it makes me sad
Thinking about the past feeling bad
I know I've been blind
All I needs a space to unwind

But I can't stay in 151
Cell 151

Hear me when I cry
I can't see the sky
Too much time
I've left the world behind

And I've got to get away from 151
Cell 151

And it makes me sad
Thinkin' 'bout the past feeling bad
I know I've been blind
All I needs a space to unwind

But I can't stay in 151

151, I've gotta get away from 151
151, I've gotta get away from 151

151, 151

. . .

Always Somewhere Else

[No lyrics]

. . .


Time improves you or dilutes you
But there is no standing still
If you don't scream nobody hears you
If you won't fight then no one will

Well I'm walking
Walking through walls
Walking through walls

You can breath under water
You will find it hard at first
Getting used to ritual slaughter
Feeling like your head might burst

Well I'm walking
Walking through walls
Walking through walls

Bare your teeth and bang your drum
Get up on your legs and start to run
No, no, no you can't sit down
No one's friend and no one's clown

You can not deal with a madman
Eighty reasons sinking fast
And your roof becomes steel girtered
Flashing through well shaded glass

Well I'm walking
Walking through walls
Walking through walls

Bare your teeth and bang your drum
Get up on your legs and start to run
No, no, no you can't sit down
No one's friend and no one's clown

Walking, walking through walls
Walking, walking through walls
Walking, walking through walls
Walking, walking through walls
Walking, walking through walls
Walking, walking through walls
Walking, walking through walls

. . .


A broken heart's not easy to mend
Why must you break it again
When you lose your prized possession
Look around you're exception
Give it away

Your mind is all made up

When you lose your first love
You'll never feel that way
No one can take her place

When you lose your self expression
It's just time to change direction

Give it away

When you start you're lovers and friends
But when you part you're strangers again
Now the time just passes slowly
Time to live from yourself only

Give it away

You watch the years go by and she's no longer there
Then one day you will find
That you no longer care

When you lose your prized possesion
Look around and no exception

Give it away

When you lose your self expression
It's just time to change direction
There's no need for more protection

Give it away

. . .


Far in the distance and way up high
Circling slowly beneath the sky
Lone in the air and the world is turning
Looking the eagle straight in the eye

What goes up must come down
And you circle all around
On your own

You're seeing things in a dream
You learn to swing over trees
In the clouds
It's a breeze
Blowing 'round

Leaving the ground and you're feeling weightless
To the sea sparkling in the sun
There's a beach and it's time for landing
But it seems that you've just begun

What goes up must come down
And you circle all around
On your own

You're seeing things in a dream
You learn to swing over trees
In the clouds
It's a breeze
Blowing 'round

Up above, up above, up above

Like a bird, like a bird

On your own
You're seeing things in a dream
You learn to swing over trees
In the clouds
It's a breeze
Blowing 'round

. . .

Group Therapy

[No lyrics]

. . .


India Rubber Man
How far can you bend
Way across the sea far and wide
Bending the rules now and then

India Rubber Man
How long can you extend
The more I stretch the more you ask
Illusion has no end

India Rubber Man
How high can you ascend
Up and up and disappear
I'll show you with my magic rope

India Rubber Man
How far will you go
I've really have no plans
I work in a medicine show

. . .

Hackett To Pieces

[No lyrics]

. . .


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