to terms of all expression laid Emotion revealed as the ocean maid A clearer future, morning, evenin', nights with you Coins and crosses never know the fruitless worth Cords
tailor, coins and Assaulting all the mornings of the crosses Interest shown, never know Presenting one another to the cord, their fruitless worth; All left dying, rediscovered cords
Is everybody in? Is everybody in? Well once upon a time there was a happy ever-after to be starting, but you wont hear one today. The man is sweating
You don't make a move Don't make a sound I've got my eyes trained on you The target is found You waited too long Soon you'll be gone I'd rather stand
Listen - trapped again Love on a lead is what you need Love on a leash is what you wish Love on a tightrope is what you get Love on a steep slope
Love is a pain Love is a heart attack It's so easy to take But so hard to give back The doctor told me this is a showdown You're living too fast You've
Caught up in a whirlwind can't catch my breath Knee deep in hot water, broke out in a cold sweat Can't catch a turtle in this rat race Feels like I'm
Give me power to end all of the strife Courage to kill the pro life I don't want to see, you can't change me You tell me not to bow, follow for now You
He broke his old guitar if he couldn't make it sing The strings had grown so worn, they made his fingers bleed Soon after the event he made an acquaintance
By Ivan Pawle Robin Williamson: Violin, flute, mandolin, bass and vocal. Susie W-T.: Flute solo. Janet Williamson: Organ. Strings in the earth and the
I gave you something to hold on, to turn to I gave you nothing but trust and a rescue I had to cure your restless mind And in return received nothing
Timothy Leary's dead. No, no no no, he's outside, looking in. He'll fly his astral plane, Take you trips around the bay, Brings you back the same day
Ride, ride my see-saw Take this place on this trip just for me Ride, take a free ride Take my place, have my seat, it's for free I worked like a slave
Doctor Livingston, I presume Stepping out of the jungle gloom Into the midday sun What did you find there? Did you stand a while and stare? Did you meet
Walking through that door Outside we came nowhere at all Perhaps the answers here Not there anymore Then in our hearts the light broke through A path
The rain is on the roof Hurry high butterfly As clouds roll past my head I know why the skys all cry Om, om, heaven, om The earth turns slowly round
And you can fly, high as a kite if you want to, Faster than light if you want to. Speeding through the universe, Thinking is the best way to travel.
This garden universe vibrates complete Some may get a sound so sweet Vibrations reach on up to become light And then through gamma, out of sight Between
