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| 1. |
| 0:33 | 
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| 2. |
| 7:58 | 
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Rain, sea, surf, sand, clouds and sky
Hush now baby, don't you cry There's a mocking bird Singing songs in the trees There's a mocking bird Singing songs Just for you and me Rain, sea, surf, sand, clouds and sky Time will see your tears run dry There's a mocking bird Singing songs in the trees There's a mocking bird Singing songs Just for you and me Rain, sea, surf, sand, clouds and sun Bless the tears of love now gone There's a mocking bird Singing songs in the trees There's a mocking bird Singing songs Singing just for me... |
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| 3. |
| 5:29 |
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Didn't anybody see his hand move faster
Than the lightning in his eyes Oh! what a cold surprise the flying horses cried And didn't anybody want to ask the calliope To call the tune The flying horses crooned but did not know The Medicine Man sits on the stage Eats fire and water, earth and air while we all stare The silver blade burns bright And tells us to beware Of mirrored passages that throw a thousand images Of younger days The wheel spins slower as it calls us back to play Round and round now we go Shout your name to the wind As it spins by your side Coloured lights echo as the sound slips on by Could that have been me? |
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| 4. |
| 3:50 |
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She comes up with the morning sun
And tells me life has just begun Oh what it is to be young And in the early evening light She brings me flowers from the sun Oh what it is to be young And if you see her you will know She's like a shadow Falling softly on the snow And in the early evening light She brings me flowers for the night Oh what it is to be young |
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| 5. |
| 9:11 |
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I feel sorry for the soldier who is shot and stoned in anger
I feel sorry for his wife and child at home I feel sorry for the bomber who all life and limb dishonours For the people that he's maimed and left alone The Lord God said love thy neighbour Though in human life he trades, he's still a man I feel sorry for the children who with open mind are willing To fight for ideals aged and past their time I feel sorry for the children who will join the vicious circle Of instinct fear bred from their parents' minds The Lord God said love thy neighbour Break the circle, free the hater, call him a friend Wake up, wake up, there's a man by your side With a knife and a gun in each hand Wake up, wake up, you're one and the same It's time to stop and decide Is it love or hate? Is it peace or war? It's for sure there's no inbetween Politicians point views But they're pointing for you The solution has to be seen I thought I saw a summer soldier, helmet on his brow His silver rifle clutched beneath his armour-plated shroud I fire in hate, he cried aloud To protect myself from defeat My shield's my cause, my cause is war And from war I'll make no retreat I dreamt I saw an angel bright, a halo on his brow His golden sword lay in its sheath beneath his silver shroud I drwa thee not, he cried aloud Though your deeds like spears strike my soul My shield's my love, my cause is peace Faith be sure I shall not retreat |
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| 6. |
| 4:15 |
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| 7. |
| 7:21 |
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John's vision of armageddon literally closes the album with a bang! The references in the lyric to a stained-glass window ("one great wall of coloured parts") and "the multi-coloured cross left standing through it all" add to the apocalyptic feel of the song, which was a live favourite for many years, particularly in the days of the band's concerts with the orchestra.
Lyrics: The eyes of night march slowly by The last grain falls The kneeling man just sighs Protected by the one great wall Of coloured parts He probes his clouded mind If he takes a look around him Is there nothing left to see Is there nothing left at all After the day With trembling hands he wipes his eyes He tries to stand But does not feel the need The morning sun shines on The multicoloured cross Left standing through it all If he takes a look around him Is there nothing left to see Is there nothing left at all After the day If he takes a look around him Is there nothing left to see Is there nothing left at all After the day |
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| 8. |
| 8:15 |
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The moon is making patterns on the water
Why it is I just can't say I'm not old enough or wise enough to wonder I don't think about the magic that I'm under Oh moonwater, running out like silver from my eyes Oh moonwater, running out like silver from my eyes You'll find me in the twilight on the mountain When the sun shines on the lake I'm a child of darkness lost among the thunder Where the shafts of moonlight break the sky asunder Oh moonwater, running out like silver from my eyes Oh moonwater, running out like silver from my eyes |
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| 9. |
| 12:33 |
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Don't ask me how I know
But this dark sky will soon be blue Don't ask, no don't ask Just watch as the grey mists of winter fall Like so many drops of dew Feel the ice melt to warm tears in my eyes Uner the light of a tin sun Do not ask me how I know The effect of light on unseeing eyes How should I know? How could I know? Dark now my sky The sea of peace has left my shore No birds sing The silent spring will overflow Oh you'll never know I love you so You'll always be A part of me Dark now my eyes The sea of peace has met the sky No birds sing And like the Spring life whispers by Oh you'll never know I love you so You'll always be A part of me Dark now my sky The winds of time have swept my shore No birds fly The trees that fall will rise no more Oh you'll never know I love you so You'll always be A part of me |
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