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[whodat2112]

In the morning when you rise,
Do you open up your eyes, see what I see?
Do you see the same things ev'ry day?
Do you think of a way to start the day
Getting things in proportion?
Spread the news and help the world go 'round.
Have you heard of a time that will help us get it together again?
Have you heard of the word that will stop us going wrong?
Well, the time is near and the word you'll hear
When you get things in perspective.
Spread the news and help the word go round.

There's a time and the time is now and it's right for me,
It's right for me, and the time is now.
There's a word and the word is love and it's right for me,
It's right for me, and the word is love.

Have you heard of a time that will help us get it together again?
Have you heard of the word that will stop us going wrong?
Well, the time is near and the word you'll hear
When you get things in perspective.
Spread the news and help the word go round.

There's a time and the time is now and it's right for me,
It's right for me, and the time is now.
There's a word and the word is love and it's right for me,
It's right for me, and the word is love.
There's a time and the time is now and it's right for me,
It's right for me, and the time is now.
There's a word and the word is love and it's right for me,
It's right for me, and the word is love.

 

[whodat2112]

O'er the green mountains and
O'er the green valleys
I've walked through the country
And felt me an age
A people so strong
They resist for so long
The boundaries that hold them

Children can sing of
the coming of Spring
A young man can't defend
What he knows to be wrong
Women so strong
Needing peace for so long
The homelands lay broken

So the refugee walks such
a long lonely road
As the weak will die off
Make the young people old
To redeem a whole country
For selling its soul
To the bastions of war

So the refugee walks such
a long lonely road
As the weak will die off
Make the young people old
To redeem a whole country
For selling its soul
To the bastions of war

Weep a fresh tear for the mass graves
I fear won't be long
As the young perish fast the land
Wiping the tears from the young
Gifted years, the millions lay down

O'er the green mountains and
O'er the green valleys
I've walked through the country
And felt me an age
A people so strong
They resist for so long
The boundaries that hold them

 

[whodat2112]

You ask me where to begin
Am I so lost in my sin
You ask me where did I fall
I'll say I can't tell you when
But if my spirit is lost
How will I find what is near
Don't question I'm not alone
Somehow I'll find my way home

My sun shall rise in the east
So shall my heart be at peace
And if you're asking me when
I'll say it starts at the end
You know your will to be free
Is matched with love secretly
And talk will alter your prayer
Somehow you'll find you are there.

Your friend is close by your side
And speaks in far ancient tongue
A seasons wish will come true
All seasons begin with you
One world we all come from
One world we melt into one

Just hold my hand and we're there
Somehow we're going somewhere
Somehow we're going somewhere

You ask me where to begin
Am I so lost in my sin
You ask me where did I fall
I'll say I can't tell you when
But if my spirit is strong
I know it can't be long
No questions I'm not alone
Somehow I'll find my way home
Somehow I'll find my way home
Somehow I'll find my way home
Somehow I'll find my way home

 

[whodat2112]

State of life-may I live-may I love
Coming out the sky, I name me a name

Coming out-silver word-what it is
It is the very nature of the sound the game
Siamese, Indionese. To Tibet treat the life
As a game, if you please

Coming up-Carabi-this sense of freedom
Derives from a medative State

Movin' on, 'believe' that's it, call it magic
Third world, it is, I only guessed it

Shablam idi Shablam ida
Shablam idi Shablam ida
Shablam idi Shablam ida

Shot to the soul-the flame of Oroladin
The essence of the word
The 'State Of Independance'

Sounds like a signal from you
Bring me to meet your sound
And I will bring to you my heart

Love like a signal you call
Touching my body my soul
Bring to me, you to meet me here

Home be the temple of your heart
Home be the body of your love
Just like Holy water to my lips

Yes I do know how I survive
(Yes I do know) know why I'm alive
To love and be with you
Day by day by day by day

Say-Aye yaya oh
'Be the sound of higher love' today

Time, time again, it is said
We will hear, we will see
See it all-in his wisdom-hear
His truth will abound the land
This truth will abound the land
This State of independance shall be
This State of independance shall be

 

[whodat2112]

Contained in everything I do
There's a love I feel for you
Proclaimed in everything I write
You're the light, burning brightly

Onward through the night
Onward through the night
Onward through the night of my life

Displayed in all the things I see
There's a love you show to me
Portrayed in all the things you say
You're the day leading the way

Onward through the night
Onward through the night
Onward through the night of my life

Onward through the night
Onward through the night
Onward through the night of my life

 

[whodat2112]

The final section (of Gates of Delirium, Soon), in which the drive of the previous sixteen minutes is replaced by a gentle melody and a lyrical prayer for peace, was released as a U.S. single under the title "Soon" in early 1975.



Soon, oh soon the light
Pass within and soothe this endless night
And wait here for you
Our reason to be here

Soon, oh soon the time
All we move to gain will reach and calm
Our heart is open
Our reason to be here

Long ago, set into rhyme

Soon, oh soon the light
Ours to shape for all time, ours the right
The sun will lead us
Our reason to be here

Soon, oh soon the light
Ours to shape for all time, ours the right
The sun will lead us
Our reason to be here

 

[daleron]

MAY THE FOURTH BE WITH YOU!

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[whodat2112]

MAY THE FOURTH BE WITH YOU!

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That is FUNNY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

[whodat2112]

We go sailing down the calming streams,
Drifting endlessly by the bridge.
To be over, we will see, to be over.

Do not suffer through the game of chance that plays;
Always doors to lock away your dreams.
Think it over, time will heal your fear, think it over.
Balance the thoughts that release within you.

Childlike soul dreamer.
One journey, one to seek and see in ev'ry light
Do open true pathways away.

Carrying closer,
Go gently, holding doors will open ev'ry way
You wander true pathways away.

After all your soul will still surrender.
After all don't doubt your part,
Be ready to be loved.

 

[whodat2112]

[I Cord Of Life]

A man conceived a moment's answer to the dream
Staying the flowers daily, sensing all the themes
As a foundation left to create the spiral aim
A movement regained and regarded both the same
All complete in the sight of seeds of life with you

Changed only for a sight of sound, the space agreed
Between the picture of time behind the face of need
Coming quickly to terms of all expression laid
Emotions revealed as the ocean maid
All complete in the sight of seeds of life with you

Coins and crosses
(Turn round tailor, assaulting)
Never know their fruitless worth
(all the mornings of the interest shown,
presenting one another to the cord)
Cords are broken
(All left dying, rediscovered
Of the door that turned round)
Locked inside the mother Earth
(To close the cover, all the
interest shown)
They won't hide, hold, they won't tell you
(To turn one another, to the
sign at the time float your climb)
Watching the world, watching all of the world
Watching us go by

And you and I climb over the sea to the valley
And you and I reached out for reasons to call

[II Eclipse]

Coming quickly to terms of all expression laid
Emotions revealed as the ocean maid
As a movement regained and regarded both the same
All complete in the sight of seeds of life with you

[III The Preacher, The Teacher]

Sad preacher nailed upon the coloured door of time
Insane teacher be there reminded of the rhyme
There'll be no mutant enemy we shall certify
Political ends as sad remains will die
Reach out as forward tastes begin to enter you
Oooh, ooh

I listened hard but could not see
Life tempo change out and inside me
The preacher trained in all to lose his name
The teacher travels, asking to be shown the same
In the end we'll agree, we'll accept, we'll immortalize
That the truth of man maturing in his eyes
All complete in the sight of seeds of life with you

Coming quickly to terms of all expression laid
As a moment regained and regarded both the same
Emotion revealed as the ocean maid
A clearer future, morning, evening, nights with you

[IV Apocalypse]

And you and I climb, crossing the shapes of the morning
And you and I reach over the sun for the river
And you and I climb, clearer towards the movement
And you and I called over valleys of endless seas

 

[whodat2112]

Oh, the leaded window opened
To move the dancing candle flame
And the first Moths of summer
Suicidal came, suicidal came.
oh, suicidal came.

And a new breeze chattered
In its May-bud tenderness,
Sending water-lillies sailing
As she turned to get undressed.

And the long night awakened
And we soared on powdered wings,
Circling our tomorrows
In the wary month of Spring.

Chasing shadows slipping
In the magic lantern slide,
Creatures of the candle
On a night-light-ride.

Dipping and weaving
Flutter through the golden needle's eye
In our haystack madness.
Butterfly-stroking on a Spring-tide high.
Oh, a Spring-tide high.

Life's too long (as the Lemming said)
As the candle burned and the Moths were wed.
And we'll all burn together as the wick grows higher
But before the candle's dead.

Oh, the leaded window opened
To move the dancing candle flame.
And the first moths of summer
Suicidal came, oh, suicidal came.

To join in the worship
Of the light that never dies
In the moment's reflection
Of two moths spinning in her eyes.

 

[whodat2112]

Iron-clad feather-feet pounding the dust
An October's day, towards evening
Sweat embossed veins standing proud to the plough
Salt on a deep chest seasoning
Last of the line at an honest day's toil
Turning the deep sod under
Flint at the fetlock, chasing the bone
Flies at the nostrils plunder.

The Suffolk, the Clydesdale, the Percheron vie
With the Shire on his feathers floating
Hauling soft timber into the dusk
To bed on a warm straw coating.

Heavy Horses, move the land under me
Behind the plough gliding --- slipping and sliding free
Now you're down to the few
And there's no work to do
The tractor's on it's way.

Let me find you a filly for your proud stallion seed
To keep the old line going.
And we'll stand you abreast at the back of the wood
Behind the young trees growing
To hide you from eyes that mock at your girth,
And your eighteen hands at the shoulder
And one day when the oil barons have all dripped dry
And the nights are seen to draw colder
They'll beg for your strength, your gentle power
Your noble grace and your bearing
And you'll strain once again to the sound of the gulls
In the wake of the deep plough, sharing.

Heavy Horses, move the land under me
Behind the plough gliding --- slipping and sliding free
Now you're down to the few
And there's no work to do
The tractor's on it's way.

Standing like tanks on the brow of the hill
Up into the cold wind facing
In stiff battle harness, chained to the world
Against the low sun racing
Bring me a wheel of oaken wood
A rein of polished leather
A Heavy Horse and a tumbling sky
Brewing heavy weather.

Bring a song for the evening
Clean brass to flash the dawn
Across these acres glistening
Like dew on a carpet lawn
In these dark towns folk lie sleeping
As the heavy horses thunder by
To wake the dying city
With the living horseman's cry

At once the old hands quicken ---
Bring pick and wisp and curry comb ---
Thrill to the sound of all
The heavy horses coming home.

Iron-clad feather-feet pounding the dust
An October's day, towards evening
Sweat embossed veins standing proud to the plough
Salt on a deep chest seasoning

Bring me a wheel of oaken wood
A rein of polished leather
A Heavy Horse and a tumbling sky
Brewing heavy weather.

Heavy Horses, move the land under me
Behind the plough gliding --- slipping and sliding free
Now you're down to the few
And there's no work to do
The tractor's on it's way.

Oh, Heavy Horses, move the land under me
Behind the plough gliding --- slipping and sliding free
Now you're down to the few
And there's no work to do
The tractor's on it's way.

Oh, Heavy Horses, move the land under me
Behind the plough gliding --- slipping and sliding free
Now you're down to the few
And there's no work to do
The tractor's on it's way.

Oh, Heavy Horses, move the land under me
Behind the plough gliding --- slipping and sliding free...

 

[whodat2112]

The wall on which the prophets wrote
Is cracking at the seams
Upon the instruments of death
The sunlight brightly gleams
When every man is torn apart
With nightmares and with dreams
Will no one lay the laurel wreath
When silence drowns the screams

Confusion will be my epitaph
As I crawl a cracked and broken path
If we make it we can all sit back and laugh
But I fear tomorrow I'll be crying
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying

Between the iron gates of fate
The seeds of time were sown
And watered by the deeds of those
Who know and who are known
Knowledge is a deadly friend
When no one sets the rules
The fate of all mankind I see
Is in the hands of fools

The wall on which the prophets wrote
Is cracking at the seams
Upon the instruments of death
The sunlight brightly gleams
When every man is torn apart
With nightmares and with dreams
Will no one lay the laurel wreath
When silence drowns the screams

Confusion will be my epitaph.
As I crawl a cracked and broken path
If we make it we can all sit back and laugh.
But I fear tomorrow I'll be crying
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying
crying
crying
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying
crying

 

[whodat2112]

The rusted chains of prison moons
Are shattered by the sun.
I walk a road, horizons change
The tournament's begun.
The purple piper plays his tune,
The choir softly sing;
Three lullabies in an ancient tongue,
For the court of the crimson king.

The keeper of the city keys
Puts shutters on the dreams.
I wait outside the pilgrim's door
With insufficient schemes.
The black queen chants
the funeral march,
The cracked brass bells will ring;
To summon back the fire witch
To the court of the crimson king.

The gardener plants an evergreen
Whilst trampling on a flower.
I chase the wind of a prism ship
To taste the sweet and sour.
The pattern juggler lifts his hand;
The orchestra begin.
As slowly turns the grinding wheel
In the court of the crimson king.

On soft gray mornings widows cry
The wise men share a joke;
I run to grasp divining signs
To satisfy the hoax.
The yellow jester does not play
But gently pulls the strings
And smiles as the puppets dance
In the court of the crimson king.

 

[whodat2112]

Have a good day everyone..... And Get well soon Redd!!!!!!!!!!!!!


I'm sure that I'll be back shortly posting more songs. Gonna go see if there is anything productive I can do

 

[whodat2112]

Saw these guys before they were popular. Ted Nugent was the headliner, next was Scorpions, and opening was Van Halen. Must have been before Van Halen even released their first album because none of us had even heard of them



Let me take you far away
You'd like a holiday
Let me take you far away
You'd like a holiday

Exchange the cold days for the sun
A good time and fun
Let me take you far away
You'd like a holiday

Let me take you far away
You'd like a holiday
Let me take you far away
You'd like a holiday

Exchange your troubles for some love
Wherever you are
Let me take you far away
You'd like a holiday

Longing for the sun, you will come
To the island without name
Longing for the sun, be welcome
On the island many miles away from home
Be welcome on the island without name

Longing for the sun, you will come
To the island many miles away from home
Away from home
Away from home
Away from home

 

[priorities]

**wow Whodat what an amazing group of great songs* wow you saw them in concert whoo what a trio of bands to see* too oh lucky you Whodat* happy for you that you saw so so many concerts...I think you beat some kind of record or something* oh thank you so *and Whodat thank you so for the wishes for Redd * I hope you get done what you need to sweet friend* {{{{hugs}}}} * xoxooxx

see the little birdie* oh too cute*

 

[priorities]

Here's a Goth redhead for you Whodat* ....* {{{{{hugs}}}} *

 

[priorities]

Oh* Love it Dale ** This will make everyone smile ha* thank you so for sharing* sweet friend..{{{hugs}}} xxo

MAY THE FOURTH BE WITH YOU!

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[whodat2112]

Here's a Goth redhead for you Whodat* ....* {{{{{hugs}}}} *

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