|
- |
|
|||
| from Strawbs - Blue Angel (2005) | |||||
|
2:53 |
|
|||
|
from Strawbs - Dragonfly (1999)
Wandering the streets
Searching for a thought I chanced across an unexpected park Streams of boys and girls Laughing as they ran Were there to see the puppet man Perform his mighty tricks And you and I are young again. Running through the grass Hold your hand in mine And lose yourself in simple skyman dreams Sing out with rest When he says the word The magic word to make his tricks Succeed before your eyes And you and I are young again. Silver smiles and peals Bursting from within I know what innocence can really mean Never let it grow Stay a child within And you will find a peace of mind That's rare these softless days And you and I are young again And you and I are young again And you and I are young again. |
|||||
|
2:52 |
|
|||
| from Strawbs - Deep Cuts (1976) | |||||
|
3:55 |
|
|||
| from Strawbs - Ghosts (2000) | |||||
|
- |
|
|||
| from Strawbs - Ghosts (2000) | |||||
|
- |
|
|||
|
from Strawbs - Deadlines (1998)
Cousins
The wise man came in deep disguise All the way from Mexico We sat in circles on the ground And listened to his words of wisdom He spoke of unclimbed mountain ranges And plains that stretched beyond the point of no return (no return). We talked in terms of solitude And parted with respect Realising that the world held a place for us both Somewhere, somewhere, somewhere, somewhere. |
|||||
|
- |
|
|||
|
from Strawbs - From The Witchwood (1999)
I dropped down in the witchwood
To see what I could find The trees had taken time out To blow away my mind All that I could hear there Was the sound of my own voice But the music it was making Was nothing of my choice. The interwoven branches Were laden deep with snow A rainbow shone so softly To show which way to go I observed its many colours Till my eyes were rimmed with frost I tried hard to trace my footsteps For I feared I might get lost. The witchwood started singing With a strange unearthly sound My fingers grew like branches I stood rooted to the ground And the spell is still unbroken I am still her bidden slave Till a casket from the witchwood Bears my body to the grave |
|||||
|
- |
|
|||
| from Strawbs - Bursting At The Seams (1999) | |||||
|
- |
|
|||
|
from Strawbs - Strawbs[Remastered] (2008)
Cousins
Wake up one day, you're left alone From now on you're on your own The sands of time are running low You'll have nothing left to show The months slip by and change to years Soon the twilight gloom appears And then one day before you know You'll have nothing left to show. Where is this dream of your youth ? The pictures on the walls are shaking They can hear the storm a-breaking Storms may come and storms may go You'll have nothing left to show Buildings all around are trembling They can hear the earth a-rumbling Buildings come and buildings go You'll have nothing left to show. Where is this dream of your youth ? Tomorrow brings another dawn It might be better from now on Before too long that day will go You'll have nothing left to show You'll have nothing left to show You'll have nothing left to show You'll have nothing left to show You'll have nothing left to show. Where is this dream of your youth ? |
|||||
|
- |
|
|||
|
from Strawbs - Just A Collection Of Antiques And Curious/ Live At The Queen Elizabeth Hall (1998)
Cousins
Wake up one day, you're left alone From now on you're on your own The sands of time are running low You'll have nothing left to show The months slip by and change to years Soon the twilight gloom appears And then one day before you know You'll have nothing left to show. Where is this dream of your youth ? The pictures on the walls are shaking They can hear the storm a-breaking Storms may come and storms may go You'll have nothing left to show Buildings all around are trembling They can hear the earth a-rumbling Buildings come and buildings go You'll have nothing left to show. Where is this dream of your youth ? Tomorrow brings another dawn It might be better from now on Before too long that day will go You'll have nothing left to show You'll have nothing left to show You'll have nothing left to show You'll have nothing left to show You'll have nothing left to show. Where is this dream of your youth ? |
|||||
|
3:03 |
|
|||
| from Strawbs - Ghosts (2000) | |||||
|
- |
|
|||
| from Strawbs - Ghosts (2000) | |||||
|
- |
|
|||
| from Strawbs - Strawbs[Remastered] (2008) | |||||
|
5:42 |
|
|||
|
from Strawbs - Deja Fou (2004)
Lambert
The party wasn't over when my friends started leaving Still a lot of things I had to say If I walked back in the room would it be the way I left it? Lost my nerve and turned away And the rains came, and the skies turned grey When the lights came on I could see the picture It burned my eyes and it bruised my mind Gave me hope to face the future I was not alone when the lights came on They crucified the ox and threw his carcass to the fire Stood around proclaiming they were free Stripped away his flesh while giving thanks for all his labours No-one saw the joke but him and me Then the rains came, and the skies turned grey The wise man built his house upon the rock beside the river Cared not for the storms that lashed around The foolish man was tempted, dipped his soul into the water His body, though at peace, has not been found Because the rains came, and the skies turned grey |
|||||
|
- |
|
|||
|
from Strawbs - Dragonfly (1999)
Cousins
I only have my memories to last me the remainder of my days For time has now decided that we must go our individual ways The warmth I feel inside can more than overcome my loss But this is me today and tomorrow I must count the cost. We'll meet again sometime though the road is steep and very hard to climb. The pleasures of a lifetime condensed into a fleeting glimpse of truth, mmm A moment of delight as when a child receives a sixpence for a tooth The simple things in life mean more to me than money ever buys The greatest thing for me to see my love reflected in your eyes. We'll meet again sometime though the road is steep and very hard to climb. We'll meet again sometime though the way is never clear My sacrifice is made, everything that I hold dear We'll meet again sometime though the road is steep and very hard to climb. Oh lover of a lifetime let me look upon your loveliness alone But I cannot gaze too long for I fear that it will turn me into stone A monument to life that will stand forever by your grave Inscribed for all to see, a message of respect : "Be brave". For we'll meet again sometime though the road is steep and very hard to climb We'll meet again sometime though the road is steep and very hard to climb We'll meet again sometime though the road is steep and very hard to climb. |
|||||
|
- |
|
|||
|
from Strawbs - Dragonfly (1999)
Cousins
I only have my memories to last me the remainder of my days For time has now decided that we must go our individual ways The warmth I feel inside can more than overcome my loss But this is me today and tomorrow I must count the cost. We'll meet again sometime though the road is steep and very hard to climb. The pleasures of a lifetime condensed into a fleeting glimpse of truth, mmm A moment of delight as when a child receives a sixpence for a tooth The simple things in life mean more to me than money ever buys The greatest thing for me to see my love reflected in your eyes. We'll meet again sometime though the road is steep and very hard to climb. We'll meet again sometime though the way is never clear My sacrifice is made, everything that I hold dear We'll meet again sometime though the road is steep and very hard to climb. Oh lover of a lifetime let me look upon your loveliness alone But I cannot gaze too long for I fear that it will turn me into stone A monument to life that will stand forever by your grave Inscribed for all to see, a message of respect : "Be brave". For we'll meet again sometime though the road is steep and very hard to climb We'll meet again sometime though the road is steep and very hard to climb We'll meet again sometime though the road is steep and very hard to climb. |
|||||
|
- |
|
|||
| from Strawbs - Just A Collection Of Antiques And Curious/ Live At The Queen Elizabeth Hall (1998) | |||||
|
4:20 |
|
|||
| from Strawbs - Heartbreak Hill (The Platinum Edition) (1996) | |||||
|
- |
|
|||
| from Strawbs - Dragonfly (1999) | |||||
|
- |
|
|||
| from Strawbs - Dragonfly (1999) | |||||
|
5:14 |
|
|||
| from Strawbs - Deja Fou (2004) | |||||
|
2:55 |
|
|||
| from Strawbs - Heartbreak Hill (The Platinum Edition) (1996) | |||||
|
3:46 |
|
|||
| from Strawbs - Deep Cuts (1976) | |||||
|
3:19 |
|
|||
| from Yes - Close To The Edge (1972) | |||||
|
- |
|
|||
|
from Strawbs - Grave New World (1999)
Strawbs
You talked of me with acid tongue And pointed trembling spiteful hands Your presence almost overwhelmed. When Mother Nature tends her young She comforts each and every one The flower sheds its seeds and flourishes. But now I walk a mile high, my shoulders in the clouds I have seen the sun break through, I'll speak my thoughts aloud sometime For now I see tomorrow just as clearly as I see today While yesterday which meant so much has grown so far away. |
|||||
|
- |
|
|||
|
from Strawbs - Grave New World (1999)
Strawbs
You talked of me with acid tongue And pointed trembling spiteful hands Your presence almost overwhelmed. When Mother Nature tends her young She comforts each and every one The flower sheds its seeds and flourishes. But now I walk a mile high, my shoulders in the clouds I have seen the sun break through, I'll speak my thoughts aloud sometime For now I see tomorrow just as clearly as I see today While yesterday which meant so much has grown so far away. |
|||||
|
- |
|
|||
|
from Strawbs - Nomadness[Remastered] (2008)
Cousins
The willows stand on guard in the dark Where lovers are rowing alone in the park In awe of each other they make a mistake And find they must spend one more night on the lake. And I don't care if anyone knows There's no one so fair as my Tokyo rose I don't care if anyone knows There's no one so fair as my Tokyo Rosie, my Tokyo Rosie, ooh. The blossom has fallen before the West wind The butterfly lies with its silken wings pinned Alone in the temple the lovers rejoice And sing to each other with one single voice. And I don't care if anyone knows There's no one so fair as my Tokyo rose I don't care if anyone knows There's no one so fair as my Tokyo Rosie, my Tokyo Rosie. I wear my silk kimono black Get your monkey off my back No matter where the West wind blows You'll never find a fallen rose. The flowers of heaven are roses in bloom The East wind turns West in the walls of my room I build my defence in the palace of sin The lovers make home and the loser must win. And I don't care if anyone knows There's no one so fair as my Tokyo rose I don't care if anyone knows There's no one so fair as my Tokyo Rosie, my Tokyo Rosie, oh Rosie, Rosie. |
|||||
|
- |
|
|||
|
from Strawbs - A Choice Selection Of Strawbs (1999)
Cousins
The gilt-edged invitation came and I said : 'What can this mean ?' 'To attend the coronation as the first guest of the Queen' 'And sit upon her right hand where the Prince is normally seen ?' The maids of honour stared at me and registered surprise To see a man of such good taste appear before their eyes Now bring rather humble, I adopted a disguise As the Minister of State for Mass Environment Controls Who condemn the working classes for inhabiting the holes That belong to Queen and Country but do not permit their souls To be free like me To be free like me Oh to be free. The perspex chandelier began to melt and slip away One million candle-powered, it kept the night at bay While the power station workers were busy making hay The workers in the fields were engaged in self-defence Which involved the use of barbed wire as a self-containing fence But as a means of self-protection, it was needlessly immense I stopped to ask them for a light, they pointed at the sun Which raised their hopes of harvesting a better crop than guns Can ever mass produce at the expense of anyone Who is free like me Who is free like me Oh who is free. The solitary peasant in his home above the lake Raised high on wooden stilts, has made the singular mistake Of revolutionary conduct at the celebration wake His urban counterpart engaged in mundane occupation Enjoys the chance of laughing at the Queen's humiliation At the hands of Ministers of State for Rehabilitation Now the power station worker though his aim is too disjointed Finds himself around the corner while his gun is never pointed He is ever at the ready, he desires to be annointed And be free like me And be free like me And be free like me Oh and be free. |
|||||
|
- |
|
|||
|
from Strawbs - Nomadness[Remastered] (2008)
Cousins
The gilt-edged invitation came and I said : 'What can this mean ?' 'To attend the coronation as the first guest of the Queen' 'And sit upon her right hand where the Prince is normally seen ?' The maids of honour stared at me and registered surprise To see a man of such good taste appear before their eyes Now bring rather humble, I adopted a disguise As the Minister of State for Mass Environment Controls Who condemn the working classes for inhabiting the holes That belong to Queen and Country but do not permit their souls To be free like me To be free like me Oh to be free. The perspex chandelier began to melt and slip away One million candle-powered, it kept the night at bay While the power station workers were busy making hay The workers in the fields were engaged in self-defence Which involved the use of barbed wire as a self-containing fence But as a means of self-protection, it was needlessly immense I stopped to ask them for a light, they pointed at the sun Which raised their hopes of harvesting a better crop than guns Can ever mass produce at the expense of anyone Who is free like me Who is free like me Oh who is free. The solitary peasant in his home above the lake Raised high on wooden stilts, has made the singular mistake Of revolutionary conduct at the celebration wake His urban counterpart engaged in mundane occupation Enjoys the chance of laughing at the Queen's humiliation At the hands of Ministers of State for Rehabilitation Now the power station worker though his aim is too disjointed Finds himself around the corner while his gun is never pointed He is ever at the ready, he desires to be annointed And be free like me And be free like me And be free like me Oh and be free. |
|||||
|
1:11 |
|
|||
| from Rick Wakeman - Return To The Centre Of The Earth (2003) | |||||
|
2:40 |
|
|||
| from Rick Wakeman - Return To The Centre Of The Earth (2003) | |||||
|
- |
|
|||
|
from Strawbs - Deadlines (1998)
Cousins-Cronk
Time is the power, the enemy hour The soul survivor of the news, the headlines Life is a friend, I value its end For I can take it when I choose, the deadlines. Time and life will meet at dawn The swords have been drawn for the takers. Time has no heart, it wins from the start Was I so foolish as to try to ignore it ? Life is complete and proud in defeat At last I understand why I adore it. Time and life fight to the end But life has to bend to her makers. Time and life will meet at dawn The swords have been drawn for the takers Time and life fight to the end But life has to bend to her makers Time and life will meet at dawn The swords have been drawn for the takers Time and life fight to the end But life has to bend to her makers Time and life will meet at dawn The swords have been drawn for the takers Time and life fight to the end But life has to bend. |
|||||
|
4:46 |
|
|||
| from Strawbs - Deja Fou (2004) | |||||
|
- |
|
|||
|
from Strawbs - From The Witchwood (1999)
I have people to free, they're depending on me
So I can't afford to die Get them safely back, then I won't stay too long I'll be leaving soon for London So I'll look this war straight in the eye Only thirty days so I can't afford to die. When I think of the dead, that go round in my head No I can't afford to die So the thing to do is pretend that they weren't there With my baby at home waiting I can give myself a little sigh Only thirty days so I can't afford to die. God ain't taking my hand, not to no promised land So I can't afford to die So I'll cease my command before another bomb If I see my home a free man I'll remember why I never cried Only thirty days so I can't afford to die |
|||||
|
- |
|
|||
| from Strawbs - Blue Angel (2005) | |||||
|
5:58 |
|
|||
| from Jon Anderson, Bill Brufords, Rick Wakeman, Steve Howe - Anderson, Bruford, Wakeman, Howe (2003) | |||||
|
- |
|
|||
|
from Strawbs - Bursting At The Seams (1999)
Lambert
Looks around with angel face She does everything with amazing grace She wears smart clothes but no one knows She's got nobody waiting at home. She is not the only song I sing Though I sing them all for her There is something in her melody That I've never heard before. The winter and the summer need never come again The winter and the summer need never come again In my life there is no season, no reason. She is not the only book I read See her pages are not torn And her story is of loneliness Though her memory still war. The winter and the summer need never come again The winter and the summer need never come again In my life there is no season, no reason. Every now and then I'm sad Thinking what we could have had If we'd met some years before Would we now be wanting more ? She is not the only sound I hear Though to hear her lights my day There's no picture in the gallery That has half as much to say. The winter and the summer need never come again The winter and the summer need never come again In my life there is no season, no reason. |
|||||
|
3:50 |
|
|||
|
from Strawbs - Dragonfly (1999)
The soldier smiling softly sings a song of sad farewell As the train pulls out to take him far from home His children waving gaily without knowing he has gone Now you know what I feel. And the thoughts that always greet you Every morning when you rise They never ever change they're just the same When you're weary to extreme And you never laugh or cry You're just a sheet of glass behind a frame. The best days of your life are when you don't know right from wrong When the fantasies around you seem so real And reality is really as fantastic as your dreams Now you know how I feel. So the train pulls out forever, just a whistle and it's gone And the station disappears before your eyes In time the rails will rust and you'll forget that you've been there Now I know how you feel. |
|||||
|
2:10 |
|
|||
| from Rick Wakeman - Return To The Centre Of The Earth (2003) | |||||
|
10:50 |
|
|||
|
from Strawbs - Dragonfly (1999)
You're my secret You're my inspiration You're my journey You're my destination You have always Been so close and yet so far away You're my best friend You're my total stranger You're my lifeline You're my hint of danger You have always Been so close and yet so far away In my hour of need I call on you To comfort me But you could only set me free You're my memories You're my Rock of Ages You're my future You're my empty pages You have always Been so close and yet so far away . . . |
|||||
|
4:19 |
|
|||
| from Strawbs - Deep Cuts (1976) | |||||
|
- |
|
|||
| from Strawbs - From The Witchwood (1999) | |||||
|
2:01 |
|
|||
| from Rick Wakeman - Return To The Centre Of The Earth (2003) | |||||
|
- |
|
|||
|
from Strawbs - Bursting At The Seams (1999)
Cousins
I made a sideways motion, turning a new leaf The single minded miner's girl was there to share my grief I shivered in the butter wind, three times the cockerel crowed I waited for the river but the river did not flow. An autumn turned to silver, winter turned to gold The weatherman said : 'Dress up' - oh but I did not feel the cold Kids waited with toboggans as I sheltered from the snow I waited for the river but the river did not flow. I will drink the milk from you breasts, meld myself to you Collect the valley lilies the worshippers once strew My body aches with hunger, yet your belly has to grow I waited for the river but the river did not flow. |
|||||
|
20:22 |
|
|||
|
from Yes, Yes - Tales From The Topographic Oceans (1974)
Dawn of light lying between a silence and sold sources
Chased amid fusions of wonder In moments hardly seen forgotten Coloured in pastures of chance dancing leaves cast spells of challenge Amused but real in thought, we fled from the sea whole Dawn of thought transferred through moments of days undersearching earth Revealing corridors of time provoking memories Disjointed but with purpose Craving penetrations offer links with the self instructors sharp and tender love As we took to the air a picture of distance Dawn of our power we amuse redescending as fast as misused expression As only to teach love as to reveal passion chasing late into corners And we danced from the ocean Dawn of love sent within us colours of awakening among the many wont to follow Only tunes of a different age As the links span our endless caresses for the freedom of life everlasting Talk to the sunlight caller Soft summer mover distance mine Called out a tune but I never saw the face Heard but not replaced I ventured to talk but I never lost my place Cast out a spell rendered for the light of day Lost in lights array I ventured to see as the sound began to play What happened to this song we once knew so well Signed promise for moments caught within the spell I must have waited all my life for this Moment moment The future poised with the splendour just begun The light we were as one And crowded through the curtains of liquid into sun And for a moment when our world had filled the skies Magic turned our eyes To feast on the treasure set for our strange device What happened to wonders we once knew so well Did we forget what happened, surely we can tell We must have waited all our lives for this Moment moment moment Starlight movement Reasons Release forward Tallest rainbow Sun shower seasons Life flower reasons They move fast, they tell me But I just can't believe that I can feel it There's someone to tell you Amid the challenge we look around in unison with you Getting over overhanging trees, let them rape the forest Thoughts would send our fusion clearly to be home Getting over wars we do not mean, or so it seems so clearly Sheltered with our passion clearly to be home They move fast, they tell me But I just can't believe they really mean to There's someone to tell you And I just can't believe our song will leave you Skyline teacher Warland seeker Send out poison Cast iron leader And through the rhythm of moving slowly Sent through the rhythm work out the story Move over glory to sons of old fighters past Young Christians see it from the beginning Old people feel it, that's what they're saying Move over glory to sons of old fighters past They move fast, they tell me But I just can't believe they really mean to There's someone to tell you A course towards a universal season Getting over overhanging trees, let them rape the forest They might stand and leave them clearly to be home Getting over wars they do not mean, we charm the movement suffers Call out all our memories clearly to be home We've moved fast, we need love A part we offer is our only freedom What happened to this song we once knew so well Signed promise for moments caught within the spell We must have waited all our lives for this Moment moment Past present movers moments we'll process the future, But only through Him we know Send flowered rainbows A piece apart chased flowers of the dark and lights of songs To follow and show all we feel for and know of Cast round You seekers of the truth aceepting that reason will relive And breathe and hope and chase and love For you and you and you |
|||||
|
22:22 |
|
|||
|
from Yes, Yes - Tales From The Topographic Oceans (1974)
Dawn of light lying between a silence and sold sources
Chased amid fusions of wonder In moments hardly seen forgotten Coloured in pastures of chance dancing leaves cast spells of challenge Amused but real in thought, we fled from the sea whole Dawn of thought transferred through moments of days undersearching earth Revealing corridors of time provoking memories Disjointed but with purpose Craving penetrations offer links with the self instructors sharp and tender love As we took to the air a picture of distance Dawn of our power we amuse redescending as fast as misused expression As only to teach love as to reveal passion chasing late into corners And we danced from the ocean Dawn of love sent within us colours of awakening among the many wont to follow Only tunes of a different age As the links span our endless caresses for the freedom of life everlasting Talk to the sunlight caller Soft summer mover distance mine Called out a tune but I never saw the face Heard but not replaced I ventured to talk but I never lost my place Cast out a spell rendered for the light of day Lost in lights array I ventured to see as the sound began to play What happened to this song we once knew so well Signed promise for moments caught within the spell I must have waited all my life for this Moment moment The future poised with the splendour just begun The light we were as one And crowded through the curtains of liquid into sun And for a moment when our world had filled the skies Magic turned our eyes To feast on the treasure set for our strange device What happened to wonders we once knew so well Did we forget what happened, surely we can tell We must have waited all our lives for this Moment moment moment Starlight movement Reasons Release forward Tallest rainbow Sun shower seasons Life flower reasons They move fast, they tell me But I just can't believe that I can feel it There's someone to tell you Amid the challenge we look around in unison with you Getting over overhanging trees, let them rape the forest Thoughts would send our fusion clearly to be home Getting over wars we do not mean, or so it seems so clearly Sheltered with our passion clearly to be home They move fast, they tell me But I just can't believe they really mean to There's someone to tell you And I just can't believe our song will leave you Skyline teacher Warland seeker Send out poison Cast iron leader And through the rhythm of moving slowly Sent through the rhythm work out the story Move over glory to sons of old fighters past Young Christians see it from the beginning Old people feel it, that's what they're saying Move over glory to sons of old fighters past They move fast, they tell me But I just can't believe they really mean to There's someone to tell you A course towards a universal season Getting over overhanging trees, let them rape the forest They might stand and leave them clearly to be home Getting over wars they do not mean, we charm the movement suffers Call out all our memories clearly to be home We've moved fast, we need love A part we offer is our only freedom What happened to this song we once knew so well Signed promise for moments caught within the spell We must have waited all our lives for this Moment moment Past present movers moments we'll process the future, But only through Him we know Send flowered rainbows A piece apart chased flowers of the dark and lights of songs To follow and show all we feel for and know of Cast round You seekers of the truth aceepting that reason will relive And breathe and hope and chase and love For you and you and you |
|||||
|
2:40 |
|
|||
| from Rick Wakeman - Return To The Centre Of The Earth (2003) | |||||
|
20:34 |
|
|||
|
from Yes, Yes - Tales From The Topographic Oceans (1974)
As the silence of seasons on we relive abridge sails afloat As to call light the soul shall sing of the velvet sailors course on Of the velvet sailors course on Shine or moons send me memories trail over days of forgotten tales Course the compass to offer into a time that we've all seen on Into a time that we've all seen on High the memory carry on While the moments start to linger Sail away among your dreams The strength regains us in between our time The strength regains us in between our time As we shall speak to differ also the ends meet the river's son So the ends meet the river's son Ours the story shall we carry on And search the forest of the sun We dream as we dream! Dream as one And I do think very well That the song might take you silently They move fast They tell me There's someone rainbow Alternate tune In the days of summers so long We danced as evenings sang their song We wander out the days so long And I do feel very well That the evenings take you Silently. They move round Sunlight, seeing ground Whispers of clay Alternate ways Softer messages bringing light to a truth long forgotten on As we shall speak to differ also the ends meet the river's son So the ends meet the river's son I reach over and the fruit of life stands still Stand awhile we search our past we start anew The music sings of love you knew We walk around the story Out in the city running free Sands of companions sides that be The strength of the meeting lies with you Wait all the more regard your past School gates remind us of our class Chase all confusion away with us Stand on hills of long forgotten yesterdays Pass amongst your memories told returning ways As certain as we walk today We walk around the story Out in the city running free Days pass as seconds turn they key The strength of the moment lies with you Don the cap and close your eyes imagine all the glorious challenge Iron metal cast to others Distant drums Force the bit between the mouth of freedom didn't we learn to fly Remember to sail the skies Distant suns Will we reach Winds allow Other skylines Other skylines to hold you Relayer All the dying cried before you Relayer We've rejoiced in all their meaining Relayer We advance we retrace our stories Like a dreamer all our lives are only lost begotten changes We relive in seagull's pages Outwards ways. Things are all in colours and the size of others shall send you forward Arranged to sail you toward A peace of mind Will we reach Winds allow Other skylines Other skylines to hold you Relayer All the passion spent on one cross Relayer Sail the futile wars they suffer Relayer We advance we retrace our story, fail safe now Stand on hills of long forgotten yesterdays Pass amongst your memories told returning ways As certain as we walk today Press over moments leaving you Out in the city running free Days pass as seconds turn the key The strength of the moment lies with you Out tender outward lights of you Shine over mountains make the view The strength of you seeing lies with you Ours entrance we surely carry on And change the passing of the sun We don't even need to try we are one And I do think very well As the truth unfolds you Silently They move time Rainbows Sunlight Alternate tune Alternate tune Rainbows Soft light Alternate view Sunlight Tell me Someone Alternate view Alternate view, surely, surely |
|||||
|
20:39 |
|
|||
|
from Yes, Yes - Tales From The Topographic Oceans (1974)
As the silence of seasons on we relive abridge sails afloat As to call light the soul shall sing of the velvet sailors course on Of the velvet sailors course on Shine or moons send me memories trail over days of forgotten tales Course the compass to offer into a time that we've all seen on Into a time that we've all seen on High the memory carry on While the moments start to linger Sail away among your dreams The strength regains us in between our time The strength regains us in between our time As we shall speak to differ also the ends meet the river's son So the ends meet the river's son Ours the story shall we carry on And search the forest of the sun We dream as we dream! Dream as one And I do think very well That the song might take you silently They move fast They tell me There's someone rainbow Alternate tune In the days of summers so long We danced as evenings sang their song We wander out the days so long And I do feel very well That the evenings take you Silently. They move round Sunlight, seeing ground Whispers of clay Alternate ways Softer messages bringing light to a truth long forgotten on As we shall speak to differ also the ends meet the river's son So the ends meet the river's son I reach over and the fruit of life stands still Stand awhile we search our past we start anew The music sings of love you knew We walk around the story Out in the city running free Sands of companions sides that be The strength of the meeting lies with you Wait all the more regard your past School gates remind us of our class Chase all confusion away with us Stand on hills of long forgotten yesterdays Pass amongst your memories told returning ways As certain as we walk today We walk around the story Out in the city running free Days pass as seconds turn they key The strength of the moment lies with you Don the cap and close your eyes imagine all the glorious challenge Iron metal cast to others Distant drums Force the bit between the mouth of freedom didn't we learn to fly Remember to sail the skies Distant suns Will we reach Winds allow Other skylines Other skylines to hold you Relayer All the dying cried before you Relayer We've rejoiced in all their meaining Relayer We advance we retrace our stories Like a dreamer all our lives are only lost begotten changes We relive in seagull's pages Outwards ways. Things are all in colours and the size of others shall send you forward Arranged to sail you toward A peace of mind Will we reach Winds allow Other skylines Other skylines to hold you Relayer All the passion spent on one cross Relayer Sail the futile wars they suffer Relayer We advance we retrace our story, fail safe now Stand on hills of long forgotten yesterdays Pass amongst your memories told returning ways As certain as we walk today Press over moments leaving you Out in the city running free Days pass as seconds turn the key The strength of the moment lies with you Out tender outward lights of you Shine over mountains make the view The strength of you seeing lies with you Ours entrance we surely carry on And change the passing of the sun We don't even need to try we are one And I do think very well As the truth unfolds you Silently They move time Rainbows Sunlight Alternate tune Alternate tune Rainbows Soft light Alternate view Sunlight Tell me Someone Alternate view Alternate view, surely, surely |
|||||
|
- |
|
|||
| from Strawbs - Just A Collection Of Antiques And Curious/ Live At The Queen Elizabeth Hall (1998) | |||||
|
0:49 |
|
|||
| from Rick Wakeman - Return To The Centre Of The Earth (2003) | |||||
|
- |
|
|||
|
from Rick Wakeman - Live On The Test (1998)
The shadow of the noose grew long
A sundial of the time The prisoner had left to live A self-inflicted crime To pay with death for pain he gave To those he soon will meet The rope hung loosely 'round his neck The devil at his feet You shall hang, said the judge For your presence here on earth Is no use to those who want to live in peace Your evil is forever You shall hang, said the judge You shall hang You shall hang You shall hang The hangman checked the rope Aware the prisoner was afraid The preacher softly praying To our Lord his soul to save The blindfold placed around his eyes An unlit funeral pyre The hangman pulled the lever He heard an astral choir One man's life has cost another You shall not lie in sacred ground The time has come to meet your maker Down on earth they heard no sound Your evil is forever You shall hang, said the judge All earthy life in you has ceased He tried to call out to the maker On no earthly soil he fell The maker motioned all around He felt his soul dragged down to hell He saw the man that he had murdered People he had pained on earth Of souls returning reincarnate No hope for his rebirth You shall hang, said the maker For your presence on our planes Is no use for those who wish to rest in peace Your evil is forever You shall hang, said the maker You shall hang You shall hang You shall hang ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By R. WAKEMAN <i>Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group</i> |
|||||
|
- |
|
|||
|
from Strawbs - Blue Angel (2005)
Cousins
The plain stretched out before me as far as the slate grey sky I told her I was leaving with the migrant birds to fly I said she might expect me with the coming of the spring When the birds return back home again with new-found songs to sing. I hit out on the highway, high on the rising sun I felt my spirit rising, my journey was newly begun The joy of expectation rose in my heart with a song The courage of conviction carried my journey along. I bathed in the lake of comfort, the milk of my mother's breast The son of constant sorrow sank to his knees in the West I prayed to my God for guidance to find there was no-one but me There was just the open highway as far as my eyes could see. Throughout my endless journey I have been searching for paradise lost I now retrace my footsteps with the burden of infinite cost I see myself returning alone with my head held high The plain stretched out before me as far as the slate grey sky. |
|||||
|
4:29 |
|
|||
| from Rick Wakeman - Always With You (2010) | |||||
|
- |
|
|||
|
from Jon Anderson, Bill Brufords, Rick Wakeman, Steve Howe - Anderson, Bruford, Wakeman, Howe (2003)
(Anderson / Howe / Wakeman / Bruford)
Surely I could tell When I sleep tonight A dream will call And raise it's head in majesty Dividing all my energy To the meeting of your love Where from whence it came Like a singer searching for a song I try to reach where you belong As I will be the song for you I will be your servant child No, oh no I cannot be deceived No, oh no There's something That I feel There's something that I feel inside Surely I could tell If you ask me Lord To board the train My life my love would be the same As I could be the one for you In the meeting of your love In the meeting of your love |
|||||
|
- |
|
|||
|
from Strawbs - Strawbs[Remastered] (2008)
He came into the shop and looked me straight between the eyes
And said "You know I'm Jesus" and I must have looked surprised Because he said "Please don't be hasty, no-one understands But I've got a way to prove it" and he lifted up his hands He was the man who called himself Jesus For a minute I was speechless then I looked into his face With sufficient lines of sadness for the total human race And I said "You must be joking" but he slowly shook his head And said "That's what they all say, I might as well be dead." He was the man who called himself Jesus He asked me if I knew a place where he could start to preach And I said "Well try a church, or maybe Brighton Beach" And I was trying to be serious but he didn't seem impressed He said "You think I'm crazy, you're just like all the rest." He was the man who called himself Jesus I was really quite embarrassed he was looking so sincere So I said "I close the shop soon, won't you come and have a beer?" Then he asked me if I meant it and he gave a funny smile And said he'd rather like that and he hung around a while He was the man who called himself Jesus On the way he stopped to pat little children's heads And taught them one line prayers to say when they went off to their beds But mostly they were frightened and they looked at him wide-eyed And when he said his name was Jesus, one girl even cried He was the man who called himself Jesus In the pub I asked him if he'd tried to see the Pope And he said although he'd thought about it there was really not a hope Then he said he thought he'd better go he had some work to do He said he'd come and see me in about a week or two He was the man who called himself Jesus Well after he had gone I thought of what he'd said And all his funny actions kept on running through my head And when I felt my mind was drowning in a sea of mud It seemed his pint of beer had turned into a pint of blood He was the man who called himself Jesus |
|||||
|
- |
|
|||
| from Strawbs - Ghosts (2000) | |||||
|
- |
|
|||
|
from Strawbs - Deadlines (1998)
Cousins-Lambert-Cronk
This is the last resort you'll ever know The old straight track, the long way back One more familiar face has gone Will you miss me ? I doubt it. There are many more at the last resort There are many more at the last resort. This is the last resort you'll ever take The summer old, the winter cold And now the seasons will never change Will you miss me ? I doubt it. There are many more at the last resort There are many more at the last resort. This is the last resort, it's make or break The ray of hope, the silken rope, your feet are on the endless slope Just one more chance to touch the sun Will you miss me ? I doubt it, the damage has been done. This is the last resort you'll ever know The lights are down on you favourite clown The time has come, the final bow Will you miss me ? I doubt it. There are many more at the last resort There are many more at the last resort There are many more at the last resort There are many more at the last resort. |
|||||
|
- |
|
|||
| from Rick Wakeman - Myths And Legends Of King Arthur / CD+DVD Deluxe Edition (2015) | |||||
|
- |
|
|||
| from Rick Wakeman - Myths And Legends Of King Arthur / CD+DVD Deluxe Edition (2015) | |||||
|
- |
|
|||
| from Rick Wakeman - Myths And Legends Of King Arthur / CD+DVD Deluxe Edition (2015) | |||||
|
- |
|
|||
| from Rick Wakeman - Return To The Centre Of The Earth (2003) | |||||
|
5:23 |
|
|||
| from Rick Wakeman - Return To The Centre Of The Earth (2003) | |||||
|
- |
|
|||
| from Strawbs - Grave New World (1999) | |||||
|
- |
|
|||
| from Rick Wakeman - Journey To The Centre Of The Earth (2000) | |||||
|
- |
|
|||
|
from Strawbs - Grave New World (1999)
Cousins
The signpost stands where the crossways meet There's but one road to the journey's end The wanderer bent with his heavy load is waiting for a friend. The sun sinks slowly behind the hill The dead leaves lie where the wind has blown Likewise he who has travelled far must find his way alone. And as he leaves so the signpost turns To point the way to the journey's end The old grey man with his heavy load no longer needs a friend. |
|||||
|
- |
|
|||
|
from Strawbs - A Choice Selection Of Strawbs (1999)
The village square stands quiet with the curfew still in force
The streets are even clear of dogs and whores Like some evil bird of prey the scaffold spreads its wings The people build their fires and bolt their doors The mayor is giving dinner to the officers and wives His eldest son is learning how to fawn The barrack block is hushed and tense, the soldiers drawing lots Who will be the hangman in the dawn. The lot falls on a young man who has served for but a year His home is in the village close nearby He shivers at the thought of what he's forced to do next day He wonders who it is that has to die The full moon casts a cold light on the gloomy prison walls The papist walk his cell, he cannot sleep He hears the waiting gallows creaking just beyond the door He prays for he has no more tears to weep. The day begins to break, the muffled drums begin to sound A crowd begins to gather in the square The presence of the hangman in his terrifying mask Weighs heavy on the minds of all those there The colonel reads the sentence which the papist knows by heart He has failed to show allegiance to the King His crime is thus with God himself, in His name he must hang The papist, head held high, says not a thing. The jailer binds his hands and puts the blindfold to his eyes He leads him through the door before the crowd The hangman sees his victim and the blood drains from his face He sees his younger brother standing proud The hangman tries to protest but is ordered to proceed His trembling hands begin to take the strain His eyes are blind with streaming tears, he cries for all to hear "Forgive me God, we hang him in thy name!" |
|||||
|
- |
|
|||
| from Strawbs - From The Witchwood (1999) | |||||
|
6:09 |
|
|||
| from Rick Wakeman - Always With You (2010) | |||||
|
- |
|
|||
|
from Strawbs - Grave New World (1999)
Cousins
While seasons change in timely way The salt sea ever flows Where open moors lie cold and bleak A single flower grows. Though winter snows fall deep and long The flower grows the while The weary traveller passing by Feels warmer for her smile. Sunshine and the tender flower Both melt the young man's heart But he who lingers waits his turn Must learn to play his part. Through summer days of warmth and love The young man tends his flower But blinded by her colours bright Heeds not the passing hour. The autumn trees once clothed with gold Now frayed and sadly worn The flower bids a chill farewell The young man's heart is torn. While seasons change in timely way The salt sea ever flows Where open moors lie cold and bleak A single flower grows. |
|||||
|
- |
|
|||
| from Strawbs - Grave New World (1999) | |||||
|
1:18 |
|
|||
| from Rick Wakeman - Return To The Centre Of The Earth (2003) | |||||
|
- |
|
|||
| from Rick Wakeman - Return To The Centre Of The Earth (2003) | |||||
|
5:23 |
|
|||
| from Rick Wakeman - Return To The Centre Of The Earth (2003) | |||||
|
- |
|
|||
| from Rick Wakeman - Return To The Centre Of The Earth (2003) | |||||
|
5:41 |
|
|||
| from Rick Wakeman - Return To The Centre Of The Earth (2003) | |||||
|
3:52 |
|
|||
| from Rick Wakeman - Criminal Record (2007) | |||||
|
- |
|
|||
| from Rick Wakeman - Journey To The Centre Of The Earth (2000) | |||||
|
- |
|
|||
|
from Strawbs - Strawbs[Remastered] (2008)
In the early dawn the Bishop's men
Shivered in the damp But the shiver came not from the cold And spread throughout the camp The trembling horses sensed the fear Of silent thoughtful men Who prayed that wives and families Might see them once again The Bishops sent a dawn patrol To investigate the weight Of forces at the King's command Ensconced behind the gate The ground mist hid the patrol's approach As they drew close enough to show The sentries on the battlements And an archer drew his bow From the topmost tower a sentry fell As an arrow pierced his skull And his headlong flight into the moat Seemed that of a gull The patrol reported little There was nothing much to see But the strong and silent castle A symbol of the free The King's men took communion As the first rays of the sun Lit up the chapel's gloomy walls The fatal day begun From the castle green the rooks took flight To the high trees in the east To their carrion minds the battlefield Set a table for a feast A tide of black, the Bishop's men Equality their right Swarmed like ants across the hill Their aim at last in sight The King's men dressed in purest white Were driven back by force And the fighting grew more violent As the battle took its course The Bishops gave the order "No mercy to be shown The sacrifice will reap rewards When the King is overthrown" The sight of children lying dead Made hardened soldiers weep The outer walls began to fall They moved towards the keep The rooks surveyed the battlefield Their hungry beady eyes Revelled in the sight of death Showing no surprise The pressure mounted steadily As the Bishops neared the gate And the desperate King called to his knights "It's your lives or the state" When the anxious King began to fail As many thought he might The Queen ran screaming round the walls And urged the men to fight The Bishops' men were tiring As the afternoon grew late And the King's men lowered the drawbridge And poured out through the gate They fought their way across the bridge The men like falling leaves Or ears of corn that fall in swathes The vicious sickle cleaves The tide receded up the hill The waste of reclaimed land Once decaying swamp became A shore of pure white sand A blinded priest was seen to bless Both dying and the dead As he stumbled through the battlefield His cassock running red If uniform were black or white His eyes could never see And death made no distinction Whatever man he be As darkness fell both camps withdrew Their soldiers slain like cattle Leaving the rooks to feast alone The victors of the battle At evensong the camps reviewed Their sad depleted ranks As survivors of the battle Gave God their grateful thanks |
|||||
|
- |
|
|||
|
from Strawbs - Strawbs[Remastered] (2008)
In the early dawn the Bishop's men
Shivered in the damp But the shiver came not from the cold And spread throughout the camp The trembling horses sensed the fear Of silent thoughtful men Who prayed that wives and families Might see them once again The Bishops sent a dawn patrol To investigate the weight Of forces at the King's command Ensconced behind the gate The ground mist hid the patrol's approach As they drew close enough to show The sentries on the battlements And an archer drew his bow From the topmost tower a sentry fell As an arrow pierced his skull And his headlong flight into the moat Seemed that of a gull The patrol reported little There was nothing much to see But the strong and silent castle A symbol of the free The King's men took communion As the first rays of the sun Lit up the chapel's gloomy walls The fatal day begun From the castle green the rooks took flight To the high trees in the east To their carrion minds the battlefield Set a table for a feast A tide of black, the Bishop's men Equality their right Swarmed like ants across the hill Their aim at last in sight The King's men dressed in purest white Were driven back by force And the fighting grew more violent As the battle took its course The Bishops gave the order "No mercy to be shown The sacrifice will reap rewards When the King is overthrown" The sight of children lying dead Made hardened soldiers weep The outer walls began to fall They moved towards the keep The rooks surveyed the battlefield Their hungry beady eyes Revelled in the sight of death Showing no surprise The pressure mounted steadily As the Bishops neared the gate And the desperate King called to his knights "It's your lives or the state" When the anxious King began to fail As many thought he might The Queen ran screaming round the walls And urged the men to fight The Bishops' men were tiring As the afternoon grew late And the King's men lowered the drawbridge And poured out through the gate They fought their way across the bridge The men like falling leaves Or ears of corn that fall in swathes The vicious sickle cleaves The tide receded up the hill The waste of reclaimed land Once decaying swamp became A shore of pure white sand A blinded priest was seen to bless Both dying and the dead As he stumbled through the battlefield His cassock running red If uniform were black or white His eyes could never see And death made no distinction Whatever man he be As darkness fell both camps withdrew Their soldiers slain like cattle Leaving the rooks to feast alone The victors of the battle At evensong the camps reviewed Their sad depleted ranks As survivors of the battle Gave God their grateful thanks |
|||||
|
14:07 |
|
|||
| from Strawbs - Painted Sky (2005) | |||||
|
18:32 |
|
|||
|
from Yes, Yes - Tales From The Topographic Oceans (1974)
As one with the knowledge and magic of the source Atuned to the majesty of music They marched as one with earth Sol, Dhoop Sun Ilios Naytheet Ah Kin Saule Tonatiuh Qurax Gunes, Grian Surje Ir Samse So the flowering creativity of life wove its web face to face with the shallow And their gods sought out and conquered Ah Kin Do the leaves of green stay greener through the autumn Does the colour of the sun turn crimson white Does a shadow come between us in the winter Is the movement really light And I heard a million voices singing Acting to the story that they had heard about Does one child know the secret and can say it Or does it all come out along without you Along without you Along without you Where does reaon stop and killing just take over Does a lamb cry out before we shoot it dead Are there many more in comfort understanding Is the movement in the head And I heard a million voices singing Acting to the story that they had heard about Does one child know the secret and can say it Or does it all come out along without you Along without you Along without you |
|||||
|
18:35 |
|
|||
|
from Yes, Yes - Tales From The Topographic Oceans (1974)
As one with the knowledge and magic of the source Atuned to the majesty of music They marched as one with earth Sol, Dhoop Sun Ilios Naytheet Ah Kin Saule Tonatiuh Qurax Gunes, Grian Surje Ir Samse So the flowering creativity of life wove its web face to face with the shallow And their gods sought out and conquered Ah Kin Do the leaves of green stay greener through the autumn Does the colour of the sun turn crimson white Does a shadow come between us in the winter Is the movement really light And I heard a million voices singing Acting to the story that they had heard about Does one child know the secret and can say it Or does it all come out along without you Along without you Along without you Where does reaon stop and killing just take over Does a lamb cry out before we shoot it dead Are there many more in comfort understanding Is the movement in the head And I heard a million voices singing Acting to the story that they had heard about Does one child know the secret and can say it Or does it all come out along without you Along without you Along without you |
|||||
|
- |
|
|||
|
from Strawbs - Strawbs[Remastered] (2008)
If in some capricious moment
I should give you cause to fear Then you have but to remember That my being is mere Fortune For the rules have been laid down To guide the thoughts of those who stray If in some deserted hour We should murmur last goodbyes With the snowflakes falling softly As the tears well in your eyes Then we kiss but once and walk away Never turning round And the snow falls on our footsteps Leaving nothing to be found And my life is yet determined By the span of what it holds And the span grows ever shorter As my lifetime folds Away. |
|||||
|
- |
|
|||
|
from Strawbs - Bursting At The Seams (1999)
Weaver-Cousins
We thank you for the wind and rain The sunshine and the flowers We thank you for the moon and stars The minutes and the hours. We live each day as best we can And wake up with new friends For when the nights have turned around The days begin again. |
|||||
|
- |
|
|||
| from Strawbs - Just A Collection Of Antiques And Curious/ Live At The Queen Elizabeth Hall (1998) | |||||
|
- |
|
|||
|
from Strawbs - Strawbs[Remastered] (2008)
My ship sails in on a cloud of broken promises
It's just not true not a single word she says Time will tell whether she can change her ways It might take years, it might even take always Tell me what you see in me I'll tell you what I see in you Your picture melts before my tired eyes And all it leaves is just a trace of paradise You'll change again that's what I've been told But don't take long I might get too old Tell me what you see in me I'll tell you what I see in you Take it easy but take it slow For who knows which way next that wind will blow Time goes by just as quickly as I want it to And I'll make out like I never knew Tell me what you see in me I'll tell you what I see in you |
|||||
|
- |
|
|||
|
from Strawbs - Strawbs[Remastered] (2008)
My ship sails in on a cloud of broken promises
It's just not true not a single word she says Time will tell whether she can change her ways It might take years, it might even take always Tell me what you see in me I'll tell you what I see in you Your picture melts before my tired eyes And all it leaves is just a trace of paradise You'll change again that's what I've been told But don't take long I might get too old Tell me what you see in me I'll tell you what I see in you Take it easy but take it slow For who knows which way next that wind will blow Time goes by just as quickly as I want it to And I'll make out like I never knew Tell me what you see in me I'll tell you what I see in you |
|||||
|
- |
|
|||
| from Strawbs - A Choice Selection Of Strawbs (1999) | |||||
|
- |
|
|||
|
from Strawbs - Bursting At The Seams (1999)
I - Tears
Cousins Where are the tears that you should be crying right now ? I see the world weariness in your eyes I hear your voice, soft and sad Yet your laughter rings like carillons of bells in my ears. Where are the tears that you should be crying right now ? I see the world weariness in your eyes I feel your heart beat like the wings of the wild goose I smell your love on me I can still taste the tears that you should be crying right now. II - Pavan Hudson-Ford-Cousins Oh darling go to sleep for the night is young There are many songs yet to be sung Oh but I will sing them all to you Before the night is through. And when she lies in need of care and comforting So as a child's toy she is caressed And yet when cast adrift upon the changing tide As a ship becalmed, she lies at rest Oh darling go to sleep for the night is young There are many songs yet to be sung Oh but I will sing them all to you Before the night is through. Oh darling go to sleep for the night is young There are many songs yet to be sung Oh but I will sing them all to you Before the night is through. |
|||||
|
- |
|
|||
|
from Jon Anderson, Bill Brufords, Rick Wakeman, Steve Howe - Anderson, Bruford, Wakeman, Howe (2003)
(Anderson/Howe/Wakeman/Bruford)
Jump out this next world Is gone overground That sky is ecstasy dancin' My child my woman My daughter my son Together planning to party Just wait for me Out in the street Teakbois in everywhere Dancing with you We're coming thru Somehow we'll all be there This time is surely Come once and for all We've waited so now We are ready Be quick be ready Be sure and be smart No need the energy wasted I've dreamed of music That comes from the heart As tho' the eagle has landed Just wait for me Out in the street Teakbois is everywhere Dancing with you We're coming thru Everyone will be there She smiles my mind Is just blown I can't stop No time is better than now I wake up everyday Before the sun is coming up Bobby Dread and the kool running The fish to catch The sea to swim They say I gotta life To live Bobby Dread and the kool running My music is my only witness To my very soul Bobby Dread and the kool running So when you need me All you have to do is help me Lose control Bobby Dread and the kool running They say the world's a stage So let me play for you and you and you Bobby Dread and the kool running It's all I ever in my life I really wanted To sing and do Bobby Dread and the kool running We form a group a simple name A secret harmony like Bobby Dread and the kool running We write our songs We symphonise Some people say they like us Bobby Dread and the kool running This summer you couldn't get it |
|||||
|
2:57 |
|
|||
| from Rick Wakeman - Return To The Centre Of The Earth (2003) | |||||
|
3:21 |
|
|||
|
from Strawbs - Deja Fou (2004)
Cousins-Lambert
The stars begin to fade The early morning mist is lifting As he wakes with the silence still unbroken The night has rolled away The dawn is creeping through the window As he rubs the shadows from his eyes The sun begins to rise To warm the room where he was sleeping As he reads through the headlines of the papers The dew is fading fast As he is walking through the long grass With church bell sounding in the tower He waits inside the door The clock strikes out the hour He smiles pausing for a word as they arrive. Farmers with their wives Children with their flowers Ladies in their bright mid-summer clothes The stained glass windows shine The congregation kneels in silence Then the organ and choir Join the birds in the trees As they sing their Sunday morning song |
|||||
|
- |
|
|||
|
from Strawbs - Blue Angel (2005)
Cousins
The sky was like a crystal, it was sapphire blue I was like a kid again, so were you It's a strange day, a strange day over the hill. The sun came round to polish up the copper beech The leaves were black as leather where the sun don't reach It's a strange day, a strange day over the hill. I was close enough to heaven as a man could be Knowing I had solved your little mystery It's a strange day, a strange day over the hill. We could hear the distant compromise of wedding bells As we leaned on one another bidding fond farewells It's a strange day, a strange day over the hill. As we drove into the valley, the mist rolled down We were in the grip of winter in our own home town It's a strange day, a strange day over the hill. The lights were shining brightly in the house across the street I was looking for adventure, I was turning on the heat I shivered in the shadows, it was cold as hell The church bell sounded seven going, well, well, well It's a strange day, a strange day over the hill. |
|||||
|
- |
|
|||
|
from Strawbs - Bursting At The Seams (1999)
Cousins
The night sky hung so heavy The wet road shone so bright Reflecting back my headlights As I drove on in the night to stormy down. I drew into a lay-by My eyes were dark with strain Turning up my collar I walked out in the rain on stormy down. Oh I was high on stormy down Thinking of my friends below But they had gone some other way They did not want to know about stormy down. I thought I saw the devil In the branches of a tree It was just imagination But he looked a bit like me on stormy down. Hey I was high on stormy down Thinking of my friends below But they had gone some other way They did not want to know about stormy down About stormy down, about stormy down. The cold moon drew strange faces On a slowly changing cloud One looked like God the father And I shouted right out loud on stormy down. Oh I was high on stormy down Thinking of my friends below But they had gone some other way They did not want to know about stormy down About stormy down, about stormy down Stormy down, stormy down ... |
|||||
|
- |
|
|||
| from Rick Wakeman - Return To The Centre Of The Earth (2003) | |||||
|
5:21 |
|
|||
| from Rick Wakeman - Return To The Centre Of The Earth (2003) | |||||
|
- |
|
|||
| from Strawbs - Hero And Heroine (1999) | |||||
|
- |
|
|||
|
from Strawbs - Nomadness[Remastered] (2008)
I am the depth of age of the mountain
Yet still you believe to know how to be free You are the life of the stars in the night sky As constant much brighter yet younger than me But I am the echo that calls you forever The conscience that shows you the way to belong And if you allow me I'll love you forever And make you the voice of the words of my song |
|||||
|
6:20 |
|
|||
| from Rick Wakeman - Criminal Record (2007) | |||||





