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| 3:44 | 
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Well I'm higher than the world
And I'm livin' in my dreams I'll make it better than it seems Today And I'm higher than a cloud And I'm living in the sound I'll make it better than it seems Today Higher than the world But my head is in a swirl I gotta give a life a whirl Today Higher than the clouds Wrapped up in the sound I'll make it better all around Today Higher than the world But my head is in a swirl I gotta give a life a whirl Today Higher in my mind I'm going leave these blues behind And I'll find what I find Today Cause I'm higher than the world And I'm wrapped up in my dreams I'll make it better than it seems Today Yes, I'm higher than the world And I'm livin' in my mind I got to hold on to what I find Today Just a little bit higher Little bit higher |
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| 2. |
| 4:11 | 
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| 3. |
| 3:04 |
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Heart and soul
Body and mind Heart and soul Body and mind Heart and soul Body and mind Meet me on the river of time (Meet me on the river of time) Meet me on the river of time Brother of mine Sister of mine Brother of mine Sister of mine Heart and soul Body and mind Meet me on the river of time (Meet me on the river of time) Meet me on the river of time Lover of soul Lover of mine Lover of soul Lover of mine Heart and soul Body and mind Meet me on the river of time (Meet me on the river of time) Meet me on the river of time Meet me on the river of time On the river of time (Meet me on the river of time) On the river of time (Meet me on the river of time) On the river of time |
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| 5:04 |
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| 5. |
| 5:19 |
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Rave on John Donne, rave on thy Holy fool
Down through the weeks of ages In the moss borne dark dank pools Rave on, down through the industrial revolution Empiricism, atomic and nuclear age Rave on down through time and space down through the corridors Rave on words on printed page Rave on, you left us infinity And well pressed pages torn to fade Drive on with wild abandon Uptempo, frenzied heels Rave on, Walt Whitman, nose down in wet grass Rave on fill the senses On nature's bright green shady path Rave on Omar Khayyam, Rave on Kahlil Gibran Oh, what sweet wine we drinketh The celebration will be held We will partake the wine and break the Holy bread Rave on let a man come out of Ireland Rave on on Mr. Yeats, Rave on down through the Holy Rosey Cross Rave on down through theosophy, and the Golden Dawn Rave on through the writing of A Vision Rave on, Rave on, Rave on, Rave on, Rave on, Rave on Rave on John Donne, rave on thy Holy fool Down through the weeks of ages In the moss borne dark dank pools Rave on, down though the industrial revolution Empiricism, atomic and nuclear age Rave on words on printed page (Transcribed by ear; corrections requested and welcomed! |
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| 6. |
| 4:56 |
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| 7. |
| 4:41 |
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Oh won't you stay
Stay a while with your own ones Don't ever stray Stray so far from your own ones Cause the world is so cold Don't care nothing for your soul That you share with your own ones Don't rush away Rush away from your own ones Just one more day One more day with your own ones Cause the world is so cold Don't care nothing 'bout your soul That you share with your own ones There's a stranger And he's standing at your door Might be your best friend, might be your brother You may never know I'm going back Going back to my own ones Come back to talk Talk a while with my own ones Cause the world is so cold Don't care nothing 'bout your soul You share with your own ones Oh won't you stay One more day with your own ones Don't rush away Rush away from your own ones This old world is so cold, Don't care nothing for your soul You share with your own ones |
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| 3:38 |
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Your street, rich street or poor Used to always be sure, on your street There's a place in your heart you know from the start Can't be complete outside of the street Keep moving on through the joy and the pain Sometimes you got to look back To the street again Would you prefer all those castles in Spain Or the view of your street from your window pane And you walked around in the heart of town Listening for that sound And the street only knew your name Well the street only knew your name, your name Well Walter and John, Katie and Ron Used to hang out by the corner lamp light Get together and sing some songs Like rhythm and blues you make me feel alright That were long before fortune and fame Nothing to lose and so much to gain Everyone knew who everyone was And they knew it because of the street And you walk around in the heart of town Listening for that sound While the street only knew your name Well the street only knew your name, your name And you walk around in the heart of town Listening for that sound While the street only knew your name The street only knew your name, your name Sing it, bebopaloola Bruce(?) and John Well the street only knew your name |
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| 3:46 |
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I'll be waiting
I'll be waiting on that shore To hear the cry for home You won't have to worry anymore When you hear the cry for home When you hear, hear the call You won't have to fake at all Hear the cry for home I'll be standing I'll be standing within reach When you hear, hear the call I'll be waiting I'll be waiting in the breach For you, when you hear When you hear, hear the call You won't have to fake at all Hear the cry for home When I listen When I listen to the song Well it feels, it feels so free And you tell me You will come and go with me When you hear the cry for home When you hear the call You won't have to think at all Hear the cry for home Spoken (one more, one more time) When you hear, hear the call You won't have to fake at all Hear the cry for home (One more open it up, open it up) When you hear, hear the call You won't have to fake at all Hear the cry for home Hear (When you hear, hear the call) Hear (When you hear, hear the call) Hear (When you hear, hear the call) Hear (When you hear, hear the call) Hear (When you hear, hear the call) Hear (When you hear, hear the call) |
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| 3:55 |
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| 11. |
| 5:17 |
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I'll be waiting
I'll be waiting on that shore To hear the cry for home You won't have to worry anymore When you hear the cry for home When you hear, hear the call You won't have to fake at all Hear the cry for home I'll be standing I'll be standing within reach When you hear, hear the call I'll be waiting I'll be waiting in the breach For you, when you hear When you hear, hear the call You won't have to fake at all Hear the cry for home When I listen When I listen to the song Well it feels, it feels so free And you tell me You will come and go with me When you hear the cry for home When you hear the call You won't have to think at all Hear the cry for home Spoken (one more, one more time) When you hear, hear the call You won't have to fake at all Hear the cry for home (One more open it up, open it up) When you hear, hear the call You won't have to fake at all Hear the cry for home Hear (When you hear, hear the call) Hear (When you hear, hear the call) Hear (When you hear, hear the call) Hear (When you hear, hear the call) Hear (When you hear, hear the call) Hear (When you hear, hear the call) |
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