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from Jack Bruce - Harmony Row (2003)
I was born one morning
Wearing my old coat I was born to travel So I went and got a boat Tried to cure my feet From taking the wrong street In the Spring when they do the Thing Oh yes they do And you burned all my tables One day I got the tie I wore it round my neck Flashed it round at all the girls That I was hoping to wreck Tried to point the shoes on my toes Where the guitar grows In the Summer when they do the Thing Oh yes they do And they burned all my tables My father said, listen, son One day you're gonna gather juice When you soak up flowers Don't let your leg hang loose You stirred up a hornet's nest I hear it buzzing in your vest In the Autumn when they do the Thing Oh yes they do And you burned all my tables My life was the table And you have dined off of it The two-ended candle Was the one you lit They hammered down my jail While you held the nail In the Winter when they do the Thing Oh yes they do And you burned all my tables |
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from Jack Bruce - Harmony Row (2003)
I was born one morning
Wearing my old coat I was born to travel So I went and got a boat Tried to cure my feet From taking the wrong street In the Spring when they do the Thing Oh yes they do And you burned all my tables One day I got the tie I wore it round my neck Flashed it round at all the girls That I was hoping to wreck Tried to point the shoes on my toes Where the guitar grows In the Summer when they do the Thing Oh yes they do And they burned all my tables My father said, listen, son One day you're gonna gather juice When you soak up flowers Don't let your leg hang loose You stirred up a hornet's nest I hear it buzzing in your vest In the Autumn when they do the Thing Oh yes they do And you burned all my tables My life was the table And you have dined off of it The two-ended candle Was the one you lit They hammered down my jail While you held the nail In the Winter when they do the Thing Oh yes they do And you burned all my tables |
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from Jack Bruce - Spirit Live At The Bbc 1971-1978 (2008)
I was born one morning
Wearing my old coat I was born to travel So I went and got a boat Tried to cure my feet From taking the wrong street In the Spring when they do the Thing Oh yes they do And you burned all my tables One day I got the tie I wore it round my neck Flashed it round at all the girls That I was hoping to wreck Tried to point the shoes on my toes Where the guitar grows In the Summer when they do the Thing Oh yes they do And they burned all my tables My father said, listen, son One day you're gonna gather juice When you soak up flowers Don't let your leg hang loose You stirred up a hornet's nest I hear it buzzing in your vest In the Autumn when they do the Thing Oh yes they do And you burned all my tables My life was the table And you have dined off of it The two-ended candle Was the one you lit They hammered down my jail While you held the nail In the Winter when they do the Thing Oh yes they do And you burned all my tables |
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from Jack Bruce - Spirit Live At The Bbc 1971-1978 (2008)
I was born one morning
Wearing my old coat I was born to travel So I went and got a boat Tried to cure my feet From taking the wrong street In the Spring when they do the Thing Oh yes they do And you burned all my tables One day I got the tie I wore it round my neck Flashed it round at all the girls That I was hoping to wreck Tried to point the shoes on my toes Where the guitar grows In the Summer when they do the Thing Oh yes they do And they burned all my tables My father said, listen, son One day you're gonna gather juice When you soak up flowers Don't let your leg hang loose You stirred up a hornet's nest I hear it buzzing in your vest In the Autumn when they do the Thing Oh yes they do And you burned all my tables My life was the table And you have dined off of it The two-ended candle Was the one you lit They hammered down my jail While you held the nail In the Winter when they do the Thing Oh yes they do And you burned all my tables |
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from BBM - Around The Next Dream (1994)
You've heard it said, I taught the bird to fly.
One kiss from me and some can't say goodbye. The place you'll find me when the sun goes down, After hours, on the wrong side of town. How many faces will I change today? Take them to places where the shadows play. That's where you'll find me when the sun goes down, After hours, on the wrong side of town. Lulled by the promise of a broken dream, They all come looking for the answers. The question's never if and when they fall from grace, After all, it's just a matter of time. Here comes another with a life to spare. So young and innocent but I know that stare. Just whistle Parker's Mood and I'll be there, After hours, on the wrong side of town. After hours, on the wrong side of town. Stay away from the wrong side of town. |
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from BBM - Around The Next Dream (1994)
You've heard it said, I taught the bird to fly.
One kiss from me and some can't say goodbye. The place you'll find me when the sun goes down, After hours, on the wrong side of town. How many faces will I change today? Take them to places where the shadows play. That's where you'll find me when the sun goes down, After hours, on the wrong side of town. Lulled by the promise of a broken dream, They all come looking for the answers. The question's never if and when they fall from grace, After all, it's just a matter of time. Here comes another with a life to spare. So young and innocent but I know that stare. Just whistle Parker's Mood and I'll be there, After hours, on the wrong side of town. After hours, on the wrong side of town. Stay away from the wrong side of town. |
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from Cream - Bbc Sessions (2003)
Wrapping Paper - Cream
Wrapping paper in the gutter Moving slowly as the wind on the sea, (Faces calling, waves moving) In your picture on a wall of a house of old times. (Can you hear me) Can you hear me (Can you hear me) Wandering sadly? In the city, feeling pretty, Down and out and making love to you on the shore, (Ruined buildings, faces empty) In the picture as I gaze ahead and don't see (That they're calling) That they're calling (That they're calling) Wandering sadly Shattered windows, stairs to nowhere (Hear you calling) Hear you calling (Hear you calling) As I wander so sadly Wish I knew what you'd done to me; Turned me on to things I never knew It's all broken, weeds are growing Wish I was going home to the house by the shore (Where you loved me) Where you loved me (Where you loved me) Loved me so sadly Someday I'll get back, somehow I'll do it I'll arrive there and you'll be there to meet me (Walk together, tread the weeds down) Kiss again in the picture on the wall (Where I loved you) In the old house (Where I loved you) Loved you so well |
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from Cream - I Feel Free - Ultimate Cream / UK comm triple CD set (2005)
Wrapping Paper - Cream
Wrapping paper in the gutter Moving slowly as the wind on the sea, (Faces calling, waves moving) In your picture on a wall of a house of old times. (Can you hear me) Can you hear me (Can you hear me) Wandering sadly? In the city, feeling pretty, Down and out and making love to you on the shore, (Ruined buildings, faces empty) In the picture as I gaze ahead and don't see (That they're calling) That they're calling (That they're calling) Wandering sadly Shattered windows, stairs to nowhere (Hear you calling) Hear you calling (Hear you calling) As I wander so sadly Wish I knew what you'd done to me; Turned me on to things I never knew It's all broken, weeds are growing Wish I was going home to the house by the shore (Where you loved me) Where you loved me (Where you loved me) Loved me so sadly Someday I'll get back, somehow I'll do it I'll arrive there and you'll be there to meet me (Walk together, tread the weeds down) Kiss again in the picture on the wall (Where I loved you) In the old house (Where I loved you) Loved you so well |
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from Cream - I Feel Free - Ultimate Cream / UK comm triple CD set (2005)
Wrapping Paper - Cream
Wrapping paper in the gutter Moving slowly as the wind on the sea, (Faces calling, waves moving) In your picture on a wall of a house of old times. (Can you hear me) Can you hear me (Can you hear me) Wandering sadly? In the city, feeling pretty, Down and out and making love to you on the shore, (Ruined buildings, faces empty) In the picture as I gaze ahead and don't see (That they're calling) That they're calling (That they're calling) Wandering sadly Shattered windows, stairs to nowhere (Hear you calling) Hear you calling (Hear you calling) As I wander so sadly Wish I knew what you'd done to me; Turned me on to things I never knew It's all broken, weeds are growing Wish I was going home to the house by the shore (Where you loved me) Where you loved me (Where you loved me) Loved me so sadly Someday I'll get back, somehow I'll do it I'll arrive there and you'll be there to meet me (Walk together, tread the weeds down) Kiss again in the picture on the wall (Where I loved you) In the old house (Where I loved you) Loved you so well |
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from Cream - Disraeli Gears (1967)
Outside my window is a tree
Outside my window is a tree There only for me And it stands in the grey of the city No time for pity for the tree or me There is a world of pain In the falling rain Around me Is there a reason for today? Is there a reason for today? Do you remember? I can hear all the cries of the city No time for pity for a growing tree There is a world of pain In the falling rain Around me Outside my window is a tree Outside my window is a tree There only for me And it stands in the grey of the city No time for pity for the tree or me There is a world of pain In the falling rain Around me |
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from Cream - Disraeli Gears (1967)
Outside my window is a tree
Outside my window is a tree There only for me And it stands in the grey of the city No time for pity for the tree or me There is a world of pain In the falling rain Around me Is there a reason for today? Is there a reason for today? Do you remember? I can hear all the cries of the city No time for pity for a growing tree There is a world of pain In the falling rain Around me Outside my window is a tree Outside my window is a tree There only for me And it stands in the grey of the city No time for pity for the tree or me There is a world of pain In the falling rain Around me |
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from Cream - Disraeli Gears (1967)
Outside my window is a tree
Outside my window is a tree There only for me And it stands in the grey of the city No time for pity for the tree or me There is a world of pain In the falling rain Around me Is there a reason for today? Is there a reason for today? Do you remember? I can hear all the cries of the city No time for pity for a growing tree There is a world of pain In the falling rain Around me Outside my window is a tree Outside my window is a tree There only for me And it stands in the grey of the city No time for pity for the tree or me There is a world of pain In the falling rain Around me |
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from Cream - I Feel Free - Ultimate Cream / UK comm triple CD set (2005)
Outside my window is a tree
Outside my window is a tree There only for me And it stands in the grey of the city No time for pity for the tree or me There is a world of pain In the falling rain Around me Is there a reason for today? Is there a reason for today? Do you remember? I can hear all the cries of the city No time for pity for a growing tree There is a world of pain In the falling rain Around me Outside my window is a tree Outside my window is a tree There only for me And it stands in the grey of the city No time for pity for the tree or me There is a world of pain In the falling rain Around me |
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from Cream - I Feel Free - Ultimate Cream / UK comm triple CD set (2005)
Outside my window is a tree
Outside my window is a tree There only for me And it stands in the grey of the city No time for pity for the tree or me There is a world of pain In the falling rain Around me Is there a reason for today? Is there a reason for today? Do you remember? I can hear all the cries of the city No time for pity for a growing tree There is a world of pain In the falling rain Around me Outside my window is a tree Outside my window is a tree There only for me And it stands in the grey of the city No time for pity for the tree or me There is a world of pain In the falling rain Around me |
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from Jack Bruce - Will Power (1999)
Without a word
The time is mist The branches twist against the sun The leaves that left Had to run Without a word Without a word Without a word Between the two I'm losing you, losing you In proud parades, in crowded nights The plans we laid We can't get through Without a word Without a word Without a word To say what's yours I'm losing you, losing you In racing streets, where ends don't meet Tomorrow's train Has closed its doors Without a word Without a word... |
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from Jack Bruce - How's Tricks (2003)
Without a word
The time is mist The branches twist against the sun The leaves that left Had to run Without a word Without a word Without a word Between the two I'm losing you, losing you In proud parades, in crowded nights The plans we laid We can't get through Without a word Without a word Without a word To say what's yours I'm losing you, losing you In racing streets, where ends don't meet Tomorrow's train Has closed its doors Without a word Without a word... |
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from Jack Bruce - How's Tricks (2003)
Without a word
The time is mist The branches twist against the sun The leaves that left Had to run Without a word Without a word Without a word Between the two I'm losing you, losing you In proud parades, in crowded nights The plans we laid We can't get through Without a word Without a word Without a word To say what's yours I'm losing you, losing you In racing streets, where ends don't meet Tomorrow's train Has closed its doors Without a word Without a word... |
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from Jack Bruce - Rope Ladder To The Moon/ An Instroduction To Jack Bruce (2004)
Without a word
The time is mist The branches twist against the sun The leaves that left Had to run Without a word Without a word Without a word Between the two I'm losing you, losing you In proud parades, in crowded nights The plans we laid We can't get through Without a word Without a word Without a word To say what's yours I'm losing you, losing you In racing streets, where ends don't meet Tomorrow's train Has closed its doors Without a word Without a word... |
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from Jack Bruce - Spirit Live At The Bbc 1971-1978 (2008)
Without a word
The time is mist The branches twist against the sun The leaves that left Had to run Without a word Without a word Without a word Between the two I'm losing you, losing you In proud parades, in crowded nights The plans we laid We can't get through Without a word Without a word Without a word To say what's yours I'm losing you, losing you In racing streets, where ends don't meet Tomorrow's train Has closed its doors Without a word Without a word... |
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from Jack Bruce - Spirit Live At The Bbc 1971-1978 (2008)
Without a word
The time is mist The branches twist against the sun The leaves that left Had to run Without a word Without a word Without a word Between the two I'm losing you, losing you In proud parades, in crowded nights The plans we laid We can't get through Without a word Without a word Without a word To say what's yours I'm losing you, losing you In racing streets, where ends don't meet Tomorrow's train Has closed its doors Without a word Without a word... |
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from Jack Bruce - Shadows In The Air (2001)
Havin' lived all my life in windowless rooms
I never thought I'd see a girl cry such translucent tears Christ she was tryin' to understand me Christ she was tryin' to understand me Christ she was tryin' to get me Christ she was tryin' to understand me Havin' lived all my life in smoke filled rooms Never thought I'd see a girl cry such iridescent tears I never thought I could favour such thorny fears Havin' spent all my life watchin' faces dissolve into lines I never thought I'd see a girl with such three dimensional pain Yes she was tryin' to love me Yes she was tryin' to love me Yes she was tryin' to love me Yes she was tryin' to love me Havin' spent all my life watchin' faces stiffen and fall away Never thought I'd see a girl in such fluid pain Never thought I'd be close to so much to gain I'd lay myself down by your fingers If I could be close to your palms I'd let myself be killed by your fingers If I could be buried in your palms I'd let myself I'd lose myself Havin' walked thro' my life with hands this destructive I never thought I'd see a girl with such unconditional care Christ I need her Christ I hate her Christ I need her Christ I hate her Christ I need her Christ I hate her |
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from Jack Bruce - Will Power (1999)
What a lot of talk about it
Ooh such a lot of talk about willpower Ooh talkin' talkin' talkin' willpower Desire Talkin' talkin' talkin' talkin' talkin' about willpower Tell the world how well it's working Never say how much it's hurtin' Easy sayin' what to do Easy if it isn't you Willpower What a lot of talk about it Running head first down that slide Burnin' up so bad inside So much bullshit on the front Give 'em more of what they want Willpower Lady willpower Willpower Lady willpower |
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from Jack Bruce - Somethinels (2001)
What a lot of talk about it
Ooh such a lot of talk about willpower Ooh talkin' talkin' talkin' willpower Desire Talkin' talkin' talkin' talkin' talkin' about willpower Tell the world how well it's working Never say how much it's hurtin' Easy sayin' what to do Easy if it isn't you Willpower What a lot of talk about it Running head first down that slide Burnin' up so bad inside So much bullshit on the front Give 'em more of what they want Willpower Lady willpower Willpower Lady willpower |
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from Cream - Wheels Of Fire (1998)
I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees.
I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees. Asked the Lord above for mercy, "Save me if you please." I went down to the crossroads, tried to flag a ride. I went down to the crossroads, tried to flag a ride. Nobody seemed to know me, everybody passed me by. I'm going down to Rosedale, take my rider by my side. I'm going down to Rosedale, take my rider by my side. You can still barrelhouse, baby, on the riverside. You can run, you can run, tell my friend-boy Willie Brown. You can run, you can run, tell my friend-boy Willie Brown. And I'm standing at the crossroads, believe I'm sinking down. |
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from Jack Bruce - Will Power (1999)
In a white room
With black curtains Near the stations Black roof country No gold pavements Tired starlings Silver horses Ran down moonbeams In your dark eyes Dawn light smiles On you leaving My contentment... And I'll wait in this place Where the sun never shines Wait in this place Where the shadows run from themselves You said no strings Could secure you At the station Platform tickets Restless diesels Goodbye windows I walked into Such a sad time At the station As I walked out Felt my own need Just beginning And I'll wait in the queue As the trains come back Lie in the dark Where the shadows run from themselves At the party She was kindness In the hard crowd Consolation For the old wounds Now forgotten Yellow tigers Crouched in jungles In your dark eyes She's just dressing Goodbye windows Tired starlings And I'll wait in this place With the lonely crowd Lie in the dark Where the shadows run from themselves |
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from Cream - Live Cream Volume 2 [live] (2000)
In the white room with black curtains near the station.
Blackroof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings. Silver horses ran down moonbeams in your dark eyes. Dawnlight smiles on you leaving, my contentment. I'll wait in this place where the sun never shines; Wait in this place where the shadows run from themselves. You said no strings could secure you at the station. Platform ticket, restless diesels, goodbye windows. I walked into such a sad time at the station. As I walked out, felt my own need just beginning. I'll wait in the queue when the trains come back; Lie with you where the shadows run from themselves. At the party she was kindness in the hard crowd. Consolation for the old wound now forgotten. Yellow tigers crouched in jungles in her dark eyes. She's just dressing, goodbye windows, tired starlings. I'll sleep in this place with the lonely crowd; Lie in the dark where the shadows run from themselves. |
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from Jack Bruce - Shadows In The Air (2001)
In a white room
With black curtains Near the stations Black roof country No gold pavements Tired starlings Silver horses Ran down moonbeams In your dark eyes Dawn light smiles On you leaving My contentment... And I'll wait in this place Where the sun never shines Wait in this place Where the shadows run from themselves You said no strings Could secure you At the station Platform tickets Restless diesels Goodbye windows I walked into Such a sad time At the station As I walked out Felt my own need Just beginning And I'll wait in the queue As the trains come back Lie in the dark Where the shadows run from themselves At the party She was kindness In the hard crowd Consolation For the old wounds Now forgotten Yellow tigers Crouched in jungles In your dark eyes She's just dressing Goodbye windows Tired starlings And I'll wait in this place With the lonely crowd Lie in the dark Where the shadows run from themselves |
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from Cream - I Feel Free - Ultimate Cream / UK comm triple CD set (2005)
In the white room with black curtains near the station.
Blackroof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings. Silver horses ran down moonbeams in your dark eyes. Dawnlight smiles on you leaving, my contentment. I'll wait in this place where the sun never shines; Wait in this place where the shadows run from themselves. You said no strings could secure you at the station. Platform ticket, restless diesels, goodbye windows. I walked into such a sad time at the station. As I walked out, felt my own need just beginning. I'll wait in the queue when the trains come back; Lie with you where the shadows run from themselves. At the party she was kindness in the hard crowd. Consolation for the old wound now forgotten. Yellow tigers crouched in jungles in her dark eyes. She's just dressing, goodbye windows, tired starlings. I'll sleep in this place with the lonely crowd; Lie in the dark where the shadows run from themselves. |
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from Cream - I Feel Free - Ultimate Cream / UK comm triple CD set (2005)
In the white room with black curtains near the station.
Blackroof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings. Silver horses ran down moonbeams in your dark eyes. Dawnlight smiles on you leaving, my contentment. I'll wait in this place where the sun never shines; Wait in this place where the shadows run from themselves. You said no strings could secure you at the station. Platform ticket, restless diesels, goodbye windows. I walked into such a sad time at the station. As I walked out, felt my own need just beginning. I'll wait in the queue when the trains come back; Lie with you where the shadows run from themselves. At the party she was kindness in the hard crowd. Consolation for the old wound now forgotten. Yellow tigers crouched in jungles in her dark eyes. She's just dressing, goodbye windows, tired starlings. I'll sleep in this place with the lonely crowd; Lie in the dark where the shadows run from themselves. |
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from Cream - I Feel Free - Ultimate Cream / UK comm triple CD set (2005)
In the white room with black curtains near the station.
Blackroof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings. Silver horses ran down moonbeams in your dark eyes. Dawnlight smiles on you leaving, my contentment. I'll wait in this place where the sun never shines; Wait in this place where the shadows run from themselves. You said no strings could secure you at the station. Platform ticket, restless diesels, goodbye windows. I walked into such a sad time at the station. As I walked out, felt my own need just beginning. I'll wait in the queue when the trains come back; Lie with you where the shadows run from themselves. At the party she was kindness in the hard crowd. Consolation for the old wound now forgotten. Yellow tigers crouched in jungles in her dark eyes. She's just dressing, goodbye windows, tired starlings. I'll sleep in this place with the lonely crowd; Lie in the dark where the shadows run from themselves. |
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from Cream - Royal Albert Hall [live] (2006)
In the white room with black curtains near the station.
Blackroof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings. Silver horses ran down moonbeams in your dark eyes. Dawnlight smiles on you leaving, my contentment. I'll wait in this place where the sun never shines; Wait in this place where the shadows run from themselves. You said no strings could secure you at the station. Platform ticket, restless diesels, goodbye windows. I walked into such a sad time at the station. As I walked out, felt my own need just beginning. I'll wait in the queue when the trains come back; Lie with you where the shadows run from themselves. At the party she was kindness in the hard crowd. Consolation for the old wound now forgotten. Yellow tigers crouched in jungles in her dark eyes. She's just dressing, goodbye windows, tired starlings. I'll sleep in this place with the lonely crowd; Lie in the dark where the shadows run from themselves. |
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from Cream - Royal Albert Hall [live] (2006)
In the white room with black curtains near the station.
Blackroof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings. Silver horses ran down moonbeams in your dark eyes. Dawnlight smiles on you leaving, my contentment. I'll wait in this place where the sun never shines; Wait in this place where the shadows run from themselves. You said no strings could secure you at the station. Platform ticket, restless diesels, goodbye windows. I walked into such a sad time at the station. As I walked out, felt my own need just beginning. I'll wait in the queue when the trains come back; Lie with you where the shadows run from themselves. At the party she was kindness in the hard crowd. Consolation for the old wound now forgotten. Yellow tigers crouched in jungles in her dark eyes. She's just dressing, goodbye windows, tired starlings. I'll sleep in this place with the lonely crowd; Lie in the dark where the shadows run from themselves. |
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from Cream - Royal Albert Hall [video, live] (2006)
In the white room with black curtains near the station.
Blackroof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings. Silver horses ran down moonbeams in your dark eyes. Dawnlight smiles on you leaving, my contentment. I'll wait in this place where the sun never shines; Wait in this place where the shadows run from themselves. You said no strings could secure you at the station. Platform ticket, restless diesels, goodbye windows. I walked into such a sad time at the station. As I walked out, felt my own need just beginning. I'll wait in the queue when the trains come back; Lie with you where the shadows run from themselves. At the party she was kindness in the hard crowd. Consolation for the old wound now forgotten. Yellow tigers crouched in jungles in her dark eyes. She's just dressing, goodbye windows, tired starlings. I'll sleep in this place with the lonely crowd; Lie in the dark where the shadows run from themselves. |
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from BBM - Around The Next Dream (1994)
Maybe the sun will go on shining
Maybe the stars fall from the skies Where there's a river flowing There is no way of knowing Where it goes, no one knows Maybe the rain will go on falling Maybe the mountains touch the skies Where there's a cold wind blowing There is no way of knowing Where it goes, no one knows Living alone in the city All of our dreams left behind In every life there are seasons Of laughter and sorrow Where in the world did our love go? When did our dreams say goodbye? Living alone in the city All of our dreams left behind In every life there are seasons Of laughter and sorrow Where in the world did our love go? Where did our dreams choose to hide? Where in the world did our love go? When did our dreams say goodbye? Where in the world did our love go? Where in the world did our love go? Where in the world, where in the world Where in the world did our love go? |
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from BBM - Around The Next Dream (1994)
Maybe the sun will go on shining
Maybe the stars fall from the skies Where there's a river flowing There is no way of knowing Where it goes, no one knows Maybe the rain will go on falling Maybe the mountains touch the skies Where there's a cold wind blowing There is no way of knowing Where it goes, no one knows Living alone in the city All of our dreams left behind In every life there are seasons Of laughter and sorrow Where in the world did our love go? When did our dreams say goodbye? Living alone in the city All of our dreams left behind In every life there are seasons Of laughter and sorrow Where in the world did our love go? Where did our dreams choose to hide? Where in the world did our love go? When did our dreams say goodbye? Where in the world did our love go? Where in the world did our love go? Where in the world, where in the world Where in the world did our love go? |
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from Cream - Goodbye (1999)
Dainties in a jam-jar, Parson's colour in the sky
Water in a fountain doesn't get me very high Moby Dick and Albert making out with Captain Bligh So you know what you know in your head Will you, won't you, do you Don't you know when a head's dead? What a bringdown Winter leader Lou is grownin', Hampstead's in the north Betty B's been wearin' daisies since the twenty-fourth Wears a gunner when there's one more coming forth And you know what you know in your head Will you, won't you, do you Don't you wanna go to bed? What a bringdown There's a tea leaf about in the family Full of nothin', their fairy tale There's a tea leaf a-floatin' now for Rosalie They'll believe in ding-dong bell Take a butchers at the dodginesses of Old Bill Aristotle's orchestra are living on the pill One of them gets very, very prickly when he's ill And you know what you know in your head Will you, won't you, do you Don't you wanna make more bread? What a bringdown Yeah |
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from Cream - I Feel Free - Ultimate Cream / UK comm triple CD set (2005)
Dainties in a jam-jar, Parson's colour in the sky
Water in a fountain doesn't get me very high Moby Dick and Albert making out with Captain Bligh So you know what you know in your head Will you, won't you, do you Don't you know when a head's dead? What a bringdown Winter leader Lou is grownin', Hampstead's in the north Betty B's been wearin' daisies since the twenty-fourth Wears a gunner when there's one more coming forth And you know what you know in your head Will you, won't you, do you Don't you wanna go to bed? What a bringdown There's a tea leaf about in the family Full of nothin', their fairy tale There's a tea leaf a-floatin' now for Rosalie They'll believe in ding-dong bell Take a butchers at the dodginesses of Old Bill Aristotle's orchestra are living on the pill One of them gets very, very prickly when he's ill And you know what you know in your head Will you, won't you, do you Don't you wanna make more bread? What a bringdown Yeah |
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from Cream - I Feel Free - Ultimate Cream / UK comm triple CD set (2005)
Dainties in a jam-jar, Parson's colour in the sky
Water in a fountain doesn't get me very high Moby Dick and Albert making out with Captain Bligh So you know what you know in your head Will you, won't you, do you Don't you know when a head's dead? What a bringdown Winter leader Lou is grownin', Hampstead's in the north Betty B's been wearin' daisies since the twenty-fourth Wears a gunner when there's one more coming forth And you know what you know in your head Will you, won't you, do you Don't you wanna go to bed? What a bringdown There's a tea leaf about in the family Full of nothin', their fairy tale There's a tea leaf a-floatin' now for Rosalie They'll believe in ding-dong bell Take a butchers at the dodginesses of Old Bill Aristotle's orchestra are living on the pill One of them gets very, very prickly when he's ill And you know what you know in your head Will you, won't you, do you Don't you wanna make more bread? What a bringdown Yeah |
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from Cream - I Feel Free - Ultimate Cream / UK comm triple CD set (2005)
Dainties in a jam-jar, Parson's colour in the sky
Water in a fountain doesn't get me very high Moby Dick and Albert making out with Captain Bligh So you know what you know in your head Will you, won't you, do you Don't you know when a head's dead? What a bringdown Winter leader Lou is grownin', Hampstead's in the north Betty B's been wearin' daisies since the twenty-fourth Wears a gunner when there's one more coming forth And you know what you know in your head Will you, won't you, do you Don't you wanna go to bed? What a bringdown There's a tea leaf about in the family Full of nothin', their fairy tale There's a tea leaf a-floatin' now for Rosalie They'll believe in ding-dong bell Take a butchers at the dodginesses of Old Bill Aristotle's orchestra are living on the pill One of them gets very, very prickly when he's ill And you know what you know in your head Will you, won't you, do you Don't you wanna make more bread? What a bringdown Yeah |
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from Cream - Disraeli Gears (1967)
I'm goin' to a wedding
I'm going to a wedding dressed in black I'm going to a party Going to party, won't be back Cause I'm not going with you No Trees are no longer a comfort Messages sad in the wires My hair is hung down With the blackest of rain that I'm feeling I'm going to the river I'm going to the river wash my tears I'm going to the mountains Going to the mountains cool myfears That I'm not going with you No Skies are no longer a comfort Leaves turning black in the autumn The corn is hung down With the heaviest rain I am feeling I'm going to a fun'ral I'm going to a fun'ral dressed in white I'm going to a nightclub I'm going to a nightclub sleep with night And I'm not going with you No Love is no longer a comfort Fantastic times are forgotten My heart is hung down With the sadest of rain that I'm feeling |
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from Jack Bruce - Songs For A Tailor (2000)
I'm going to a wedding dressed in black
I'm going to a party, won't be back And I'm not going with you... no... Trees are no longer a comfort Messages sad in the wires My hair is hung down with the blackest of rain that I'm feeling I'm going to the river, wash my tears I'm going to the mountains, cool my fears That I'm not going with you... no... Skies are no longer a comfort Leaves turning black with the autumn The corn is hung down with the heaviest weight that I'm feeling I'm going to a funeral dressed in white I'm going to a nightclub, to sleep with night And I'm not going with you... no... Love is no longer a comfort, Fantastic times are forgotten My heart is hung down with the saddest of rain that I'm feeling |
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from Jack Bruce - Songs For A Tailor (2000)
I'm going to a wedding dressed in black
I'm going to a party, won't be back And I'm not going with you... no... Trees are no longer a comfort Messages sad in the wires My hair is hung down with the blackest of rain that I'm feeling I'm going to the river, wash my tears I'm going to the mountains, cool my fears That I'm not going with you... no... Skies are no longer a comfort Leaves turning black with the autumn The corn is hung down with the heaviest weight that I'm feeling I'm going to a funeral dressed in white I'm going to a nightclub, to sleep with night And I'm not going with you... no... Love is no longer a comfort, Fantastic times are forgotten My heart is hung down with the saddest of rain that I'm feeling |
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from Jack Bruce - Rope Ladder To The Moon/ An Instroduction To Jack Bruce (2004)
I'm going to a wedding dressed in black
I'm going to a party, won't be back And I'm not going with you... no... Trees are no longer a comfort Messages sad in the wires My hair is hung down with the blackest of rain that I'm feeling I'm going to the river, wash my tears I'm going to the mountains, cool my fears That I'm not going with you... no... Skies are no longer a comfort Leaves turning black with the autumn The corn is hung down with the heaviest weight that I'm feeling I'm going to a funeral dressed in white I'm going to a nightclub, to sleep with night And I'm not going with you... no... Love is no longer a comfort, Fantastic times are forgotten My heart is hung down with the saddest of rain that I'm feeling |
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from Cream - Disraeli Gears (1967)
Please open your eyes
Try to realise I found out today, we're going wrong We're going wrong Please open your mind See what you can find I found out today, we're going wrong We're going wrong We're going wrong We're going wrong We're going wrong |
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from Cream - Disraeli Gears (1967)
Please open your eyes
Try to realise I found out today, we're going wrong We're going wrong Please open your mind See what you can find I found out today, we're going wrong We're going wrong We're going wrong We're going wrong We're going wrong |
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from Cream - Disraeli Gears (1967)
Please open your eyes
Try to realise I found out today, we're going wrong We're going wrong Please open your mind See what you can find I found out today, we're going wrong We're going wrong We're going wrong We're going wrong We're going wrong |
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from Cream - Disraeli Gears (1967)
Please open your eyes
Try to realise I found out today, we're going wrong We're going wrong Please open your mind See what you can find I found out today, we're going wrong We're going wrong We're going wrong We're going wrong We're going wrong |
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from Cream - Disraeli Gears (1967)
Please open your eyes
Try to realise I found out today, we're going wrong We're going wrong Please open your mind See what you can find I found out today, we're going wrong We're going wrong We're going wrong We're going wrong We're going wrong |
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from Cream - Bbc Sessions (2003)
Please open your eyes
Try to realise I found out today, we're going wrong We're going wrong Please open your mind See what you can find I found out today, we're going wrong We're going wrong We're going wrong We're going wrong We're going wrong |
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from Cream - I Feel Free - Ultimate Cream / UK comm triple CD set (2005)
Please open your eyes
Try to realise I found out today, we're going wrong We're going wrong Please open your mind See what you can find I found out today, we're going wrong We're going wrong We're going wrong We're going wrong We're going wrong |
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from Cream - I Feel Free - Ultimate Cream / UK comm triple CD set (2005)
Please open your eyes
Try to realise I found out today, we're going wrong We're going wrong Please open your mind See what you can find I found out today, we're going wrong We're going wrong We're going wrong We're going wrong We're going wrong |
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from Cream - I Feel Free - Ultimate Cream / UK comm triple CD set (2005)
Please open your eyes
Try to realise I found out today, we're going wrong We're going wrong Please open your mind See what you can find I found out today, we're going wrong We're going wrong We're going wrong We're going wrong We're going wrong |
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from Jack Bruce - More Jack Than God (2006)
Please open your eyes
Try to realise I found out today We're going wrong Please open your mind See what you can find I found out today We're going wrong |
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from Cream - Royal Albert Hall [live] (2006)
Please open your eyes
Try to realise I found out today, we're going wrong We're going wrong Please open your mind See what you can find I found out today, we're going wrong We're going wrong We're going wrong We're going wrong We're going wrong |
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from Cream - Royal Albert Hall [live] (2006)
Please open your eyes
Try to realise I found out today, we're going wrong We're going wrong Please open your mind See what you can find I found out today, we're going wrong We're going wrong We're going wrong We're going wrong We're going wrong |
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from Cream - Royal Albert Hall [live] (2006)
Please open your eyes
Try to realise I found out today, we're going wrong We're going wrong Please open your mind See what you can find I found out today, we're going wrong We're going wrong We're going wrong We're going wrong We're going wrong |
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from Cream - Royal Albert Hall [video, live] (2006)
Please open your eyes
Try to realise I found out today, we're going wrong We're going wrong Please open your mind See what you can find I found out today, we're going wrong We're going wrong We're going wrong We're going wrong We're going wrong |
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from Cream - Royal Albert Hall [video, live] (2006)
Please open your eyes
Try to realise I found out today, we're going wrong We're going wrong Please open your mind See what you can find I found out today, we're going wrong We're going wrong We're going wrong We're going wrong We're going wrong |
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from Jack Bruce - Spirit Live At The Bbc 1971-1978 (2008)
Please open your eyes
Try to realise I found out today We're going wrong Please open your mind See what you can find I found out today We're going wrong |
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from Jack Bruce - Somethinels (2001)
Standing on the highway
Watchin' all the cars go by I've been searching the horizon Wind is blowing dust in my eyes You've been gone such a very long time Seems like a hundred years have passed I left my heart down at the pawnshop Can't afford it anymore, no more Now I'm feeling such a space inside of me Every time there's someone at the door I'm not living till I hear you on the line and then you got to fly so very fast Ooh, waiting on a word Ooh, fires still burning Ooh, baby turn around Ooh, you gotta Come on home All those promises That we drove Together With nowhere to go Well we started out so fine Now the flame is all but dying Ooh, waiting on a word... |
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from Jack Bruce - Collector'S Edition (2001)
Standing on the highway
Watchin' all the cars go by I've been searching the horizon Wind is blowing dust in my eyes You've been gone such a very long time Seems like a hundred years have passed I left my heart down at the pawnshop Can't afford it anymore, no more Now I'm feeling such a space inside of me Every time there's someone at the door I'm not living till I hear you on the line and then you got to fly so very fast Ooh, waiting on a word Ooh, fires still burning Ooh, baby turn around Ooh, you gotta Come on home All those promises That we drove Together With nowhere to go Well we started out so fine Now the flame is all but dying Ooh, waiting on a word... |
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from BBM - Around The Next Dream (1994)
She was standing in the dark
Waiting in the wings Just around the next dream He was holdin' all the keys To set my heart free Behind the shadows of love From the distance I could see Her standing alone Shine like a jewel in the night Hidden from the eyes A thief of the soul Behind the shadows of love Set me on fire with the stories you tell Drown in the ocean of dreams Close to the flame on wings of desire Nothing's what it seems She was waiting outside With arms open wide Ready to break my heart's fall Oh the lightning in her eyes I learned how to fly Behind the shadow of love Set me on fire with the stories you tell Drown in the ocean of dreams Close to the flame on wings of desire Nothing's what it seems |
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from BBM - Around The Next Dream (1994)
She was standing in the dark
Waiting in the wings Just around the next dream He was holdin' all the keys To set my heart free Behind the shadows of love From the distance I could see Her standing alone Shine like a jewel in the night Hidden from the eyes A thief of the soul Behind the shadows of love Set me on fire with the stories you tell Drown in the ocean of dreams Close to the flame on wings of desire Nothing's what it seems She was waiting outside With arms open wide Ready to break my heart's fall Oh the lightning in her eyes I learned how to fly Behind the shadow of love Set me on fire with the stories you tell Drown in the ocean of dreams Close to the flame on wings of desire Nothing's what it seems |
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from Jack Bruce - How's Tricks (2003)
Livin' in a tower
The last one that can stand I hold the royal magnet I'm the king of all this land Master of this ship And all I can survey If you want to join Then you have to pay I'm standing by the breach Plugged in with my thumb Still waiting for the call Though it may never come Sweating in the mirror Though my head is frozen stiff My bathroom starts to melt And run over the cliff The view that I command Makes people gape in awe My military band Blows down the thickest door I'm standing on the brink Just outside the slum Still waiting for the call Though it may never come Drivin' in my car The only one with wheels Got the freedom of the city You know how good that feels There's not a lot to see Of what is goin' down I keep it under wraps Till the night comes around I'm standing on the deck Swigging naval rum Still waiting for the call Though it may never come |
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from Jack Bruce - Harmony Row (2003)
Lost streets where sun once watched
Us out on the road We had to leave our place to seek The town where money never frowned... We waited longest When the trains and buses Promised they would come To the shelters made of snow In the deserts where we played Made of hay... Ten pieces of sun for you And for you only two Take care not to grow so fast You're into the past In time you will lose them all Sooner if you fall In markets that offer stars No care for the stars Now/when the time is so ripe Then/in the twinkling of an eye Gone/in the drains of a world Victoria Sage wears out rage Ten fallings in love for you And for you only two Take care not to love too much You might like the touch Spring beckons you leave it all Now you have grown tall Gold pavements on different stars Watch out for the cars Ten pieces of sun for you And for you only two Take care not to grow so fast You're into the past In time you will spend them all Sooner if you fall In markets that offer stars No cure for the scars Now/when the time is so ripe Then/in the twinkling of an eye Gone/in the drains of a world Victoria Sage wears out rage |
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from Jack Bruce - More Jack Than God (2006)
She leans against the wall
Just half on the bed Half in light Her touch much smarter than the night Uh, oh Up when the night was spent You're writing your blues on her skin Her body tell her tales with scent With its taste with its touch In the movement of her smile Uh, oh All of the hell you've lived Replacing those tales with the blues She won't shed them won't shed your blues No matter how clever she tries She won't wash her changes from her face No matter how many tears she cries Her body's sheer articulation All the textured tales it tells You'll replace them one by one With the basic description of the blues Her style won't go nowhere It still shines right through Forms a map on her flesh But as her dark eyes lead you in Uh, oh Each story you've lived through Is written in blues on her skin All the colours deep in her stories You can read from her face with your hands All the endings swimming in daylight Will soon be replaced with each fingers trace With stories of blues on her skin She won't shed it can't shed the skin No matter how clever she tries She won't wash the blues from her face No matter how many tears she cries All the curves that show in her stories All her tales subtle twists and turns Will be coloured in each cadence With the basic inflection of the blues She leans against the wall Just half on the bed Half in light Her touch much smarter than the night Uh, oh Up when the night is spent You're writing your blues on her skin The intrigue you've learnt from daylight All the words of bile you've heard All the tricks you've gotten away with Soon she won't lose what's clearly tattooed It's written in blues on her skin |
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from Cream - Wheels Of Fire (1998)
See the old train go down the track Hear the wheels go clicketty clack It's comin' home, comin' home Leavin' town baby, ain't comin' home no more Get the train, you know why I'm leavin' No use in greavin', well I'm leavin' Well I'm leavin' town Leave town, ain't comin' home no more Traintime baby, traintime almost here Traintime baby, traintime almost here So give me one more time do dah yeh Traintime baby Traintime baby Bye bye baby Bye bye Bye bye Bye bye Bye bye Bye bye Bye bye baby |
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from Cream - Bbc Sessions (2003)
See the old train go down the track
Hear the wheels go clicketty-clack It's comin' home, comin' home Leavin' town, baby, ain't comin' home no more. Get the train, you know that's why I'm leavin' Ain't no use to greavin', well, I guess I'm leavin' Well, I'm leavin' town' well, I'm leavin' town Leave town, baby, ain't comin' home no more. Traintime, baby, traintime's almost here Traintime, baby, traintime's almost here So give me one more time so now, do-dah-yeah. Traintime, baby Traintime, baby. Bye-bye, baby. Bye-bye Bye-bye Bye-bye Bye-bye Bye-bye Bye-bye, baby. |
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from Jack Bruce - Songs For A Tailor (2000)
And so our time is fields of sleep
And so our bed is endless deep And so the waves are grass in sun And so our time has just begun And so our love moves much too fast And sun and sleep can never last love is lost last but one... but once The time was ours we never cared For soaring flights that eagles dared The air was full of peaceful birds Your eyes were moist unspoken words And so our love moves much too fast And sun and eyes can never last Fire is lost last but one... but once Over the hills the good times are sitting under grey clouds And the sound of the love songs Is being lost in the crowds of the magical lessons that you taught me from the walls I forgot all the path ways and I remembered the falls remember... |
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from Jack Bruce - Into The Storm (2003)
Leaves falling
Face down on the ground Lie in the rusty crowd That waits in the pouring rain By the pavements of grey In autumn days Days spending tie Outside the place of laughter Brave weddings On summer mornings Gardens of proud husbands That wait in the silver sun As the fields come awake Lost summer days Days spending time Making the songs of laughter Time slipping, time slipping |
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from Jack Bruce - Rope Ladder To The Moon/ An Instroduction To Jack Bruce (2004)
Leaves falling
Face down on the ground Lie in the rusty crowd That waits in the pouring rain By the pavements of grey In autumn days Days spending tie Outside the place of laughter Brave weddings On summer mornings Gardens of proud husbands That wait in the silver sun As the fields come awake Lost summer days Days spending time Making the songs of laughter Time slipping, time slipping |
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from Jack Bruce - How's Tricks (2003)
Times make me lonely
Tides turn so fast Days make me wonder Who will come last My name was Runnin' Wild My heart was Fancy Free Now I'm like a cryin' child Lost in a mystery... Back in the old times Used to burn slow Now as I get there I have to go Times, I mean good times They've blown away Into the futures Now called yesterday Times... |
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from Jack Bruce - Collector'S Edition (2001)
If you can take a part of time and bend it back again
Maybe change all the tears all the fallen years Will you be there in the night? When the shadows of our fantasies stand around with keys Unreal suns might dance across the floor Unsung songs sing themselves once more If two can sail on a ship On the sea 'Til we cross the line never giving in Walking in weather where lies won't shine Will you be there in the morning? Still organising that four or five sizes can be worn In the storm (I knew all along I knew we could drive these blues & broken days away. We're in the open now!) We can fly. |
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from Jack Bruce - Songs For A Tailor (2000)
I bought you tickets for the waterfalls
and you poured away all the change Trained your bicycle to dance told it tales of window boxes and people with locks While you filed away the time and lost the place in the river Couldn't do anything about the days But I helped with some of the nights You worked my blisters to the bone playing songs of tiny men and bridges in wine While you led the time astray and lost your head in the rainbow You never saw anything glittering but you had to melt it down I made you rivers all run dry soaked them up with train timetables and carpets of lies And I listened to your smile and found my place in the morning |
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from Jack Bruce - Rope Ladder To The Moon/ An Instroduction To Jack Bruce (2004)
I bought you tickets for the waterfalls
and you poured away all the change Trained your bicycle to dance told it tales of window boxes and people with locks While you filed away the time and lost the place in the river Couldn't do anything about the days But I helped with some of the nights You worked my blisters to the bone playing songs of tiny men and bridges in wine While you led the time astray and lost your head in the rainbow You never saw anything glittering but you had to melt it down I made you rivers all run dry soaked them up with train timetables and carpets of lies And I listened to your smile and found my place in the morning |
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from Casino (카지노) [ost] (1996)
When the city of Atlantis stood serene above the sea, Long time before our time when the world was free, Those were the days.Golden cymbals flying on ocarina sounds, Before wild Medusa's serpents gave birth to hell Disguised as heaven.Those were the days, yes they were, those were the days. Those were their ways, miracles everywhere are they now? They're gone. Those were their ways, yes they were, those were their ways. Those were the days, yes they were, those were the days.Tie your painted shoes and dance, blue daylight in your hair, Overhead a noiseless eagle fans a flame. Wonder everywhere. |
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from Cream - Wheels Of Fire (1998)
When the city of Atlantis stood serene above the sea,
Long time before our time when the world was free, Those were the days. Golden cymbals flying on ocarina sounds, Before wild Medusa's serpents gave birth to hell Disguised as heaven. Those were the days, yes they were, those were the days. Those were their ways, miracles everywhere are they now? They're gone. Those were their ways, yes they were, those were their ways. Those were the days, yes they were, those were the days. Tie your painted shoes and dance, blue daylight in your hair, Overhead a noiseless eagle fans a flame. Wonder everywhere. Chorus |
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from Cream - I Feel Free - Ultimate Cream / UK comm triple CD set (2005)
When the city of Atlantis stood serene above the sea,
Long time before our time when the world was free, Those were the days. Golden cymbals flying on ocarina sounds, Before wild Medusa's serpents gave birth to hell Disguised as heaven. Those were the days, yes they were, those were the days. Those were their ways, miracles everywhere are they now? They're gone. Those were their ways, yes they were, those were their ways. Those were the days, yes they were, those were the days. Tie your painted shoes and dance, blue daylight in your hair, Overhead a noiseless eagle fans a flame. Wonder everywhere. Chorus |
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from Cream - I Feel Free - Ultimate Cream / UK comm triple CD set (2005)
When the city of Atlantis stood serene above the sea,
Long time before our time when the world was free, Those were the days. Golden cymbals flying on ocarina sounds, Before wild Medusa's serpents gave birth to hell Disguised as heaven. Those were the days, yes they were, those were the days. Those were their ways, miracles everywhere are they now? They're gone. Those were their ways, yes they were, those were their ways. Those were the days, yes they were, those were the days. Tie your painted shoes and dance, blue daylight in your hair, Overhead a noiseless eagle fans a flame. Wonder everywhere. Chorus |
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from Cream - I Feel Free - Ultimate Cream / UK comm triple CD set (2005)
When the city of Atlantis stood serene above the sea,
Long time before our time when the world was free, Those were the days. Golden cymbals flying on ocarina sounds, Before wild Medusa's serpents gave birth to hell Disguised as heaven. Those were the days, yes they were, those were the days. Those were their ways, miracles everywhere are they now? They're gone. Those were their ways, yes they were, those were their ways. Those were the days, yes they were, those were the days. Tie your painted shoes and dance, blue daylight in your hair, Overhead a noiseless eagle fans a flame. Wonder everywhere. Chorus |
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from Jack Bruce - Collector'S Edition (2001)
Got me accused of peeping
I can't see a thing Got me accused of pettin I can't even raise my hand Bad luck Bad luck is killing me I can't stand it no more No more of this third degree Got me accused of murder I aint never harmed a man Got me accused of forgery I can't even write my name Bad luck Bad luck is killing me I can't stand it no more No more of this third degree Got me accused of taxes I don't have a lousy dime Got me accused of children And there ain't nary one of them mine Bad luck Bad luck is killing me I can't stand it no more No more of this third degree |
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