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Dweller on the Threshold
I'm a dweller on the threshold And I'm waiting at the door And I'm standing in the darkness I don't want to wait no more I have seen without perceiving I have been another man Let me pierce the realm of glamour So I know just what I am I'm a dweller on the threshold And I'm waiting at the door And I'm standing in the darkness I don't want to wait no more Feel the angel of the present In the mighty crystal fire Lift me up consume my darkness Let me travel even higher I'm a dweller on the threshold As I cross the burning ground Let me go down to the water Watch the great illusion drown I'm a dweller on the threshold And I'm waiting at the door And I'm standing in the darkness I don't want to wait no more I'm gonna turn and face the music The music of the spheres Lift me up consume my darkness When the midnight disappears I will walk out of the darkness And I'll walk into the light And I'll sing the song of ages And the dawn will end the night I'm a dweller on the threshold And I'm waiting at the door And I'm standing in the darkness I don't want to wait no more I'm a dweller on the threshold And I cross some burning ground And I'll go down to the water Let the great illusion drown I'm a dweller on the threshold And I'm waiting at the door And I'm standing in the darkness I don't want to wait no more I'm a dweller on the threshold Dweller on the threshold I'm a dweller on the threshold I'm a dweller on the threshold |
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Down the mystic avenue I walk again
Remembering the days gone by And I'm knocking with my heart And all the girls walk by In all their summer fashions And the church bells chime On a summer Sunday afternoon She gives me religion She gives me religion And the angel of imagination Opened up my gate She said "come right in I saw you knocking with your heart." And the angel of imagination She lit your fiery vision bright Let your flame burn into the night I saw you knocking with your heart She gives me religion She gives me religion It's all right And all the girls walk by In all their summer fashions And the church bells chime On a summer Sunday afternoon It's all right She gives me religion I said she gives me religion And I'm knocking and I'm knocking with my heart And I'm knocking, knocking with my heart And I'm knocking with my heart |
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Beside the garden walls,
We walk in haunts of ancient peace. At night we rest and go to sleep In haunts of ancient peace. The love and light we seek, The words we do not need to speak, Here in this wondrous way we keep These haunts of ancient peace. Let us go there again When we need some relief Oh, when I can't find my feet When I need rest and sleep. The Sunday bells they chime Around the countryside and towns A song of harmony and rhyme In haunts of ancient peace. The holy grail we seek On down by haunts of ancient peace. We see the new Jerusalem In haunts of ancient peace. Oh, when I can't find my feet Oh, when I need some relief One more time again. You know I want to go there one more time again. Be still in haunts of ancient peace. (Be still) |
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Full Force Gale
Like a full force gale I was lifted up again I was lifted up again by the Lord And no matter where I roam I will find my way back home I will always return to the Lord In the gentle evening breeze By the whispering shady trees I will find my sanctuary in the Lord I was headed for a fall The I looked up and saw the writing on the wall Like a full force gale I was lifted up again I was lifted up again by the Lord I was headed for a fall The I looked up and saw the writing on the wall In the gentle evening breeze By the whispering shady trees I will find my sanctuary in the Lord And no matter where I roam I will find my way back home I will always return to the Lord Like a full force gale I was lifted up again I was lifted up again by the Lord |
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Beautiful vision
Stay with me all of the time Beautiful vision Stay ever on my mind with your beautiful Mystical rapture I am in ecstasy Beautiful vision Don't ever separate me from your beautiful In the darkest night You are shining bright You are my guiding light You show me wrong from right Beautiful vision Stay ever on my mind Beautiful vision Stay with me all of the time with your beautiful vision In the darkest night I said you are shining bright You are my guiding light Show me wrong from right Beautiful vision Stay with me all of the time Beautiful vision Stay ever on my mind with your beautiful vision I can make it I can make it With your beautiful vision |
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Send me your picture
Send me your pillow Send it through Krishna On the Vanlose Stairway Send me your bible Send me your Gita I want to reach you On the Vanlose Stairway And your stairway Reaches up to the moon And it comes right back It comes right back to you Send me some loving Send me some kissing You know what I'm missing On the Vanlose Stairway On the Vanlose Stairway Right there, hold it And your stairway Reaches up to the moon And it comes right back And it comes right back to you Send me your bible child Send me your Gita |
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And she moves on the solid ground
And she shines light all around And she moves on the solid ground In the County Down And she moves on the solid earth And she knows what her wisdom is worth And she moves on the solid ground In the County Down She lifts me up Fill my cup When I'm tired and weary, Lord And she keeps the flame And she give me hope [To] carry on If you see her Say, "Hello" Well she's someone that I surely know When I was young she made me roam from my home In the County Down She lifts me up She fill my cup When I'm tired and weary, Lord And she keeps the flame And she give me hope [To] carry on If you see her Say, "Hello" Well she's someone that I'd surely know When I was young she made me run from my home In the County Down And she moves on the solid ground And she moves in the County Down In the County Down When she moves. |
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Cleaning Windows
Oh, the smell of the bakery from across the street Got in my nose As we carried our ladders down the street With the wrought-iron gate rows I went home and listened to Jimmie Rodgers in my lunch-break Bought five Woodbines at the shop on the corner And went straight back to work. Oh, Sam was up on top And I was on the bottom with the v We went for lemonade and Paris buns At the shop and broke for tea I collected from the lady And I cleaned the fanlight inside-out I was blowing saxophone on the weekend In that down joint. What's my line? I'm happy cleaning windows Take my time I'll see you when my love grows Baby don't let it slide I'm a working man in my prime Cleaning windows (number a hundred and thirty-six) I heard Leadbelly and Blind Lemon On the street where I was born Sonny Terry, Brownie McGhee, Muddy Waters singin' "I'm A Rolling Stone" I went home and read my Christmas Humphreys' book on Zen Curiosity killed the cat Kerouac's "Dharma Bums" and "On The Road" What's my line? I'm happy cleaning windows Take my time I'll see you when my love grows Baby don't let it slide I'm a working man in my prime Cleaning windows... |
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