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| 1. |
| 5:12 | 
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Before the phone hits the receiver
You're halfway to the door The voice said 'get out while you can, There's just ten minutes, nothing more' Time only for the essentials Better gather them and run The false name inside the passport, The gold bars and the gun And once again they've come out of the past And though your mind is cool your heart is beating fast You've been through it all before Each time you wish a little more that you could ask What do you want from me? What do you need from me? There's no rest for the running man Why can't you let him be?' It's a long and twisting journey From the sweeping northern plains To the outcrops of the jungle Bowed beneath the tropic rains In the customs hall the officer Takes you to one side And his eyes reveal no feeling As you hand over the bribe And once again you've bought a little time And once again you're fading out of sight Still the fox is growing older As he calls over his shoulder to the night: What do you want from me? What do you need from me? There's no rest for the running man Why can't you let him be? Here, come over here Beneath a sympathetic moon We'll sit and talk over old times without a fear Another beer, from the cafes of the night The tumbling rhythms of guitars ring loud and clear One by one they've nailed the others But you always got away What it is that keeps you just that step ahead No one can say In one last raid the agents Of the dawn break down the door Of a house where you were standing Maybe just an hour before And still the thread continues to unwind You take the hidden roads that only you can find And should they come upon your tracks There's just a question hanging back you left behind What do you want from me? What do you need from me? No rest for the running man Why can't you let him be? What do you want from me? What do you need from me? |
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| 2. |
| 3:57 |
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You say with best intention, lets throw away convention
Set sail across the water, to find the tides of fortune I say please understand it, dont' let our love be stranded upon the midnight rocks, upon the midnight rocks You say theres no endeavour, we couldn't try together no storm we couldn't weather, we'll ride the wind forever I hear the words you've spoken, don't let our love be broken Upon the midnight rocks, oh yeah, upon the midnight rocks. Ahhh...you know you know its easy Ahhh...to let it go believe me Ahhh...you know you know you feel it Ahhh...don't lose it when you need it I know that fascination, with living each sensation in your imagination, theres is no hesitation I know your mind is turning, don't let our love lie burning upon the midnight rocks, oh yeah, upon the midnight rocks. I know that fascination, with living each sensation in your imagination, there is no hesitation I say please understand it, don't let our love be stranded Upon the midnight rocks. |
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| 3. |
| 4:44 |
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Across the western world
The fights are going down The gypsy armies of the evening Have lit their fires across The nether side of town They will not pass this way again So here in the night Leave your home it's time for running Out of the light I see the hosts of Mohammed coming The Holy Sister bars her doors against the East Her house has stood too long divided The uninvited guests are breaking up the feast She may not bid them leave again So here in the night Leave your home it's time for running Out of the light I see the hosts of Mohammed coming I dreamed I stood like this before And I'm sure the words that I heard then Were much the same It's just an old Greek tragedy they're acting here Held over by popular acclaim So here in the night Leave your home it's time for running Out of the light I see the hosts of Mohammed coming |
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| 4. |
| 2:45 |
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And I think of you now
As a dream that I had long ago In a kingdom lost in time In a forest of evening The archer is bending a bow And I see you bring him bread and wine Down the legions of years The invaders have taken this land And bent you to their will And the memories fade of the ancients And all that they had Though the magic lingers round you still Oh, who would walk the stony roads of Merlin's time? And keep the watch along the borderline And who would hear the legends passed in song and rhyme? Upon the shepherd pipes of Merlin's time |
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| 5. |
| 3:11 |
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take my troubles on a Friday night
To the heart of the bistro Among the shadows and the low low lights I can find a release-o My favorite waitress will be here tonight I love the way she wears those fish-net tights She's so hard to resist-o in this Mondo Sinistro She picks a menu up and throws it my way With a flick of her wrist-o I'm sitting hoping that the night might take A romantic twist-o I order chicken and a chilled chablis She brings me grapefruit and a cup of tea She's a little Mephisto In this Mondo Sinistro I say I really love her dark brown eyes And the way that they tease-o I tell her everytime she passes by I grow weak in the knees-o I ask her would she like to come and play She blows my candle out and walks away I just cease to exist-o In this Mondo Sinistro |
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| 6. |
| 7:15 |
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Your father sailed on the Murmansk run
To guide the flocks of the ships home one by one Grey beneath the Arctic sun Or the glow of Northern Lights I see you have his photograph His eyes are watching for dangers fore or aft Trading days beneath the sun For the cold and wintry nights of the Murmansk run He never did come home to you It's long forgotten, a childhood dream or two But something of the cold got through And it lingers in your eyes On days like these you hear the wind And feel the chill of the ice floes closing in Trading days beneath the sun For the cold and wintry nights of the Murmansk run Save our souls, river of darkness over me Save our souls, lost on the dark uncharted sea Now you hide yourself from view You seem to find it an easy thing to do Trading days beneath the sun For the cold and wintry nights of the Murmansk run Save our souls, river of darkness over me Save our souls, lost on the dark uncharted sea Well you wake up in the morning on Hester street And run to the factory, You can't afford to be late Working every morning, every evening, every day For your money, Yet there's nothing to save Watching your life pass by the window Feeling it all run through your hands Counting the thousands behind in the lines Waiting time for their chance From Ellis Island, day after day From Ellis Island, dreams slip away Meanwhile from the market come the cries Of every tongue and every nation Refugeless refugees Faces from the endless plains of Russia Blonde Norwegian, dark Croatian Songs in sad minor keys Feeling the heat inside the fumace Trying to make that break away Reaching their hands for a grip On the edge just to slip back again From Ellis Island, day after day From Ellis Island, dreams slip away Ah well I've heard it said If you just use your head You can make your fortune here One lucky break and that's all it would take But it never seems to be near Another day, another ship pulls into harbor And the crowd spills down the gangway Clutching their suitcases tight Blinking in the sunlight at the door of the new world They hold the handrail With all the post thrown behind Caught in between now and forever Wondering just what lies ahead Each one is waiting and hoping The door will be open to them On Ellis Island, day after day On Ellis Island, time slips away From Ellis Island, day after day From Ellis Island, dreams slip away Save our souls, river of darkness over me Save our souls, lost on the dark uncharted sea |
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| 7. |
| 5:14 |
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On a night just like this, in a place far away
He met with a giri in the spring And something about him just turned her around As though she were caught on a string And being so young they held on to each other To see what the moment might bring He loved her then in a secretive way Not showing his care or his need She stayed beside him and looked to the day He would somehow begin to be free In the chill of the night she would hold him and say This is how they always should be Rocks in the ocean, waves on the sea Keep it in mind, If love comes unsatisfied, don't forget me Don't forget me And so he come to depend on her more Though the lesson was still to be learned, Taking for granted the gift that she gave As though it were something he'd earned And she for her part growing slowly away From a love that was never returned Then came the day that he never foresaw When he woke to find she was gone He followed her then to the ends of the world To tell her how much he'd been wrong But the more he called her, the more she was lost Leaving only the words of her song Rocks in the ocean, waves on the sea Keep it in mind, If love comes unsatisfied, don't forget me Don't forget me He still listens out for her foot on the stair As he looks for her down through the years And the friends that he had have all left one by one For their words weren't reaching his ears He chooses instead now to wander alone To a song that only he hears Rocks in the ocean, waves on the sea Keep it in mind, If love comes unsatisfied, don't forget me Don't forget me |
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| 5:31 |
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When all the help in the world won't get you by
When all the friends that you lean on let you down, You'll wonder why I see you there with your painting box And your oils and brushes and your artist's smocks What'll you do if the Muse gets lost When I'm gone? You painted me in the way you said you knew I don't believe that I saw myself In anything you drew I say you never quite caught it right You say you see me in a different light What'll you do with your black and white When I'm gone You paint by numbers I never noticed it before You paint by numbers It's just a closing of an open door When you're looking round You won't see me no more You paint by numbers Staying here in this room just makes me pale I never really could fit into your geometric scale I see you measure my profile up And you mix your paints in a broken cup What'll you do if the brush gets stuck When I'm gone You paint by numbers I never noticed it before You paint by numbers It's just a closing of an open door When you're looking round You won't see me no more You paint by numbers |
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| 9. |
| 3:31 |
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In my darkest hour just before the dawn
There's no sound from the empty street But sleep won't seem to come to me All your words in my head Linger on and on They've come to steal my time away Till the night is gone I must be losing my shine Like an old dusty Burgundy wine In a cellar cool and damp Dull beneath a yellow lamp No one turning the key To come and get me today The more I think about you now The more I'm feeling that way I see you there, everywhere Optical illusions Telephone, let it ring I don't want intrusions in my life I know tomorrow I'll find There's nothing here at all Just some trick your mind will play With shadows on the wall I see you here, feel you near Optical illusions Nothing real that I feel Just some confusion of my time In my darkest hour, when all the blinds were drawn You're just some mirage I saw Just before the dawn |
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| 4:39 |
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I can't deal with all this undergrowth talk
It just trips my feet and tangles up my thoughts You're trying to sell me your new faith Tell me why you'd do it And your hands are clenched And you're talking low With your eyes like flames Your voice like snow Someone dug a pit for you and you fell right into it. Tell me how the universe was meant to be Take another sip of your cola You be the colonel of the cavalry I'll be Francis Ford Coppola We'll go together through the jungle night 'Til the moon and stars fade out of sight Waiting for the dawn to come Here in Angola Here in Angola I can't remember how you got this way I can still recall you in a younger day The earnestness still drips off you like butter And you fling round words in a holy war And you look so vague, but seem so sure Don't you ever just want to break right down and stutter Tell me how the universe was meant to be Take another sip of your cola You be the colonel of the cavalry I'll be Francis Ford Coppola We'll go together through the jungle night 'Til the moon and stars fade out of sight Waiting for the dawn to come Here in Angola Here in Angola Ah, why don't you let it go Ah, you'd be too wise to know That time will get you anyway It's at your door today. I can't deal with these periscope views And the caveman scrawl that you call news Hey, why don't you make a not to cancel your next visit Well, I knew that things were getting out of control When you found your faith and lost your soul If there's something you'd rather die than compromise What is it? Tell me how the universe was meant to be Take another sip of your cola You be the colonel of the cavalry I'll be Francis Ford Coppola We'll go together through the jungle night As the moon and stars fade out of sight Waiting for the dawn to come Here in Angola Here in Angola Here in Angola Here in Angola |
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| 4:37 |
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Pandora comes today
As she dazzles and she dances You find hope and lose yourself again She never stays the same She changes moods like summer thunder Still you look for sunlight through the rain. And when she laughs you see danger She can be cold like a stranger And you try but you won't change her anyway And I can see how she makes it It's a game and still you take it It's a spell until you break it, you must stay And lose yourself again. Pandora takes the time To tell you stories of her past Thet everybody knows just can't be true The reason and the rhyme Are twisted 'til you can't believe her Still you keep pretending that you do. And when you try to get to her And you tell her you've seen through her She'll just say you never knew her anyway And you still let her fake it It's a game and still you take it It's a spell until you break it, you must stay And lose yourself again. Pandora comes today The warning signs flash in her eyes The old familiar feelings rise again The pleasure and the pain Are like two colours run together Still you can't go on too long this way. If it's a game you can't win it I don't know why you stay in it You could leave her any minute, any day It should be easy to shake it But you just can't seem to make it It's a spell until you break it, you must stay And lose yourself again. |
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| 3:33 |
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Indian summer, the shops are shuttered and the crowds are gone
The souvenir sellers are moving on Like summer lovers Indian summer The earth is cracked beneath the midday sun You've dragged your shadow round these streets too long There is no cover Come stay, we'll live gazebo lives And let the world outside pass us by Right here in our Arabian Nights Until the Northern Lights cross the sky There is no other Indian summer, the storm that drove you here is far behind What keeps you waiting on this beach tonight It's long been over Come stay, we'll live gazebo lives And let the world outside pass us by Right here in our Arabian Nights Until the Northern Lights cross the sky There is no other Come stay Right here |
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