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from Geddy Lee - My Favorite Headache (2000)
One man standing on the plains of Abraham
Watching a damaged sunrise One man standing near the edge of a quiet Breakdown I watch the sea It helps to anchor me I watch the sea It helps to anchor me Once you start hiding, you keep on hiding 'Til your paranoia calms down Once you start watching, you keep on watching 'Til you're tied up and you're spell-bound Just between the ice ages, anyway I want to talk, but I haven't got too much to say I don't mean to be so nihilistic Forgive me if I seem to be too realistic Once you start running, you keep on running 'Til your muscles start to break down Once you start falling, you keep on falling 'Til you hit the cold, cold ground I watch TV What do you want from me? I watch TV What do you want from me? Just between the ice ages, anyway I want to talk, I haven't got enough to say I don't mean to be so nihilistic Forgive me if I seem to be too realistic Once you start hiding, you keep on hiding 'Til you feel you're safe and sound Once you start watching, you keep on watching 'Til you're tied up and you're spell-bound I watch the sea It helps to anchor me I watch the sea I saw it on TV |
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from Geddy Lee - My Favorite Headache (2000)
Living in the present tense
When you lose the past The future makes no sense Living in the present tense When there's nothing to blame No victim of consequence Living in the present tense Crawling out Secure and confident Imbued with innocence Ready for the world Suddenly The view was more intense Living in a different Kind of world You're living Living in the present tense When you lose the past The future makes no sense Living in the present tense When there's nothing to blame No victim of consequence Living in the present tense Something is said It made me step outside The moment eyes pan right And left around my world Open yourself Up to the possibility Aware of some reality Outside your world In a silent universe The moment can be so real You almost can't stand it In a distant universe Distracted from ourselves You can't help but wonder In a crowded universe When the talking turns to noise You almost start laughing You're living Living in the present tense When you lose the past The future makes no sense Living in the present tense When there's nothing to blame No victim of consequence Living in the present tense When there's nothing to blame No victim of consequence Living in the present tense Living in the present tense |
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from Geddy Lee - My Favorite Headache (2000)
I've gone flying, trying to reach you
You've been hiding, riding me to a state like this Give me that window to Give me that window to Give me that window to the world We are sailing, flailing through the ether You've been trailing, failing me with your view of bliss A little more than this A little less than that You've got magic in your hands A little more like this A little less like that I've got magic in my hands Give me that window to Give me that window to Give me that window to the world You've conspired, inspired me to find a place like this Give me that window to Give me that window to Give me that window to the world |
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from Geddy Lee - My Favorite Headache (2000)
Drawn lies, strong and clear
Make it bend to your will All the lines interface So hard to make stand still Till the flaws disappear Till what's wrong disappears Till all that's wrong will disappear Working at perfekt Got me down on my knees Success to failure Just a matter of degrees Success to failure Just a matter of degrees All the colors of the day Have somehow disappeared All the colors of the universe Are closer than they appear Are not as close as they appear Are not as close as they appear Are not as close as they appear Nothing is perfekt, certainly not me Success to failure Is just a matter of degrees Working at perfekt Got me down on my knees And when it's right, it's right as rain And when it's right, there is no pain And when it's right, it's not again Working at perfekt Got you down on your knees Success to failure Just a matter of degrees Success to failure Just a matter of degrees |
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from Geddy Lee - My Favorite Headache (2000)
Nothing blooms in a loveless room
You've got to want it, you've got to want it Who's the fool where apathy rules You've got to want it, you've got to want it If you don't want it, it remains the same It's a heart of darkness that wants to play that game If there's no defiance it remains insane If it's all compliance, it's a runaway train Nothing so cruel where malevolence rules You've got to want it, you've got to want it There is no defense against pointed arrogance You've got to want it, you've got to want it If you don't want it, it remains the same It's a heart of darkness that wants to play that game It can be surprising when you lose the shame And the sun starts rising, another day to tame If you're heart is aching, just remove the shame You've got to want it, give your soul a shaking And refuse the blame, you've got to want it Who's the fool, where apathy rules? You've got to want it, you've got to want it If you don't want it, it remains the same It's a heart of darkness, that wants to play that game If there's no defiance it remains insane If it's all compliance, it's a runaway train It's a runaway train |
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from Geddy Lee - My Favorite Headache (2000)
The Angels' Share
The Secrets Of The Universe It's Seldom Fair Partly Blessing Partly Curse All Those Things We Cannot Know We Dream , We Hypothesize Maybe These Are Secrets Shared By Those Watching From The Sky If We Are Only Members Of The Human Race No Supernatural Beings From A Supranatural Place If You Can't Solve The Problem Come And Tell Me To My Face The Angels' Share All The Human Mysteries There Is No Prayer To The Thieves Of Celestial History The Myth Of Perfect Reason We've Forgotten At Birth It's A Kind Of Clandestine Conspiracy A Seraphin Joke Of Eternity If We Are Only Members Of The Human Race No Supernatural Beings From A Supranatural Place If You Can't Solve The Problem Come And Tell Me To My Face All Those Things We Cannot Know We Dream , We Hypothesize Maybe These Are Secrets Shared By Those Watching From The Sky If We Are Only Members Of The Human Race No Supernatural Beings From A Supranatural Place If You Can't Solve The Problem Come And Tell Me To My Face |
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from Geddy Lee - My Favorite Headache (2000)
Where the air's not clean
Where the water's glowing green Where the dogs are mean I'm moving to Bohemia Taking you along Say goodbye to suburbia You don't have to cut the lawn I had a dream of a different place I had a dream that you had a different face I heard a scream of a desperate kind I've got a feeling that you're gonna love what you'll find Where we're on TV Where the money grows on trees Where the beer is free I'm moving to Bohemia Taking you along Say goodbye to Utopia We'll wave before we're gone I had a dream of a different place I had a dream that you had a different face I hear the beat of an anxious heart I feel the heat, it's time for us to start, time for us to start I'm moving to Bohemia Where the literature's obscene Bathing in Euphoria Where the naked truth is on the screen I had a dream of a different place I had a dream that you had a different face I hear the beat of an anxious heart I feel the heat, it's time for us to start I heard a scream of a desperate kind I've got a feeling that you're gonna love what you'll find You're gonna love what you'll find You're gonna love what you'll find |
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from Geddy Lee - My Favorite Headache (2000)
He Sleeps With A Chain Saw Got Eyes Like An Outlaw He Takes A Two Smoke Walk He Don't Like To Talk And He Don't Like Change And He Don't Like Change You May Think He's Deranged But He'd Rather Be Home, Home.. Home On The Strange He's A Canadian Icon He's Sleeps With His Clothes On He Likes To Work With His Hands He's An Apolitical Man And He Don't Like Change And He Don't Like Change You May Think He's Deranged But He'd Rather Be Home, Home.. Home On The Strange One In A Lifetime One In A World One In A Life Time One In A World One In A Life Time One In A World He Sleeps With A Chainsaw He Sings Fa Fa Fa Fa Fa He Likes To Work With His Hands He's An Apolitical Man And He Don't Like Change And He Don't Like Change You May Think He's Deranged But He'd Rather Be Home, Home.. Home On The Strange And He Don't Like Change And He Don't Like Change You May Think He's Deranged But He'd Rather Be Home, Home.. Home On The Strange |
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from Geddy Lee - My Favorite Headache (2000)
Meant to tell you
Tell you from the start Meant to show you What's inside this shallow heart But I could not find the words Worthy enough to say I slipped along the way I slipped along the way Tried to be there Be there if you fall Tried to make you feel big When life makes you feel small But I could not find the steps Quickly enough to take I slipped along the way I slipped along the way I slipped along the way I slipped along the way I want to change things Want to clear the air Fix the things around us So, badly in need of repair I might not have the sense Sense enough to change I slipped along the way I slipped along the way I slipped along the way I slipped along the way |
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from Geddy Lee - My Favorite Headache (2000)
Trick of the light
Or just a loss of perspective Flaw in the grand plan Just the way it is Looks good from a distance But closer I come It becomes more daunting But these moments will pass Still halfway up the hill My fingers may bleed But I've got to get there, still Lost in an abstract thought Dazed and distracted Winded but still I'm caught With a fragment of doubt Slowed by reflection But these moments will pass Still halfway up the hill My fingers may bleed But I've got to get there, still It's just confusion and illusion Easily overdone Here comes revolution, absolution It's not an illusion, not a fiction Easily overcome Here comes revolution, absolution Trick of the light Or just too much perspective Looks good from a distance But the closer I come It becomes more daunting But these moments will pass Still halfway up the hill My fingers may bleed But I've got to get there Still standing on the hill My spirit's released But I've got to get there, still But I've got to get there Still standing on the hill My spirit's released |
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from Geddy Lee - My Favorite Headache (2000)
A hundred thousand years
A hundred thousand miles of track A hundred thousand tears A hundred thousand souls you can't give back When the dark subsides and eternity goes by On the fault line between then and now When the truth hides and eternity goes by On the fault line between then and now Grace to grace Immaculate vision of what should have been Face to face Eloquent story of what could have been A hundred thousand dreams A hundred thousand beams of light A hundred thousand seams Gods in the Heaven can't get it right When the dark subsides and eternity goes by On the fault line between then and now When the truth hides and integrity falls shy On the fault line between then and now Grace to grace Immaculate vision of what should have been Place to place Elegant story of what could have been When the truth hides and integrity falls shy On the fault line between then and now When the truth hides and eternity goes by On the fault line between then and now Grace to grace Immaculate vision of what should have been Face to face Eloquent story of what could have been Grace to grace Immaculate vision of what should have been Grace to grace, grace to grace , grace to grace Grace to grace, grace to grace Grace to grace, grace to grace |
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from Rush - Exit ... Stage Left (1999)
Begin the day with a friendly voice, a companion unobtrusive
Plays that song that's so elusive And the magic music makes your morning mood. Off on your way, hit the open road There is magic at your fingers For the spirit ever lingers - Undemanding contact in your happy solitude Invisible airwaves crackle with life Bright antenae bristle with the energy Emotional feedback, on timeless wavelength Bearing a gift beyond price - almost free All this machinery making modern music Can still be open-hearted Not so coldly charted; it's really just a question of your honesty. One likes to believe in the freedom of music But glittering prizes and endless compromises shatter the illusion of integrity Invisible airwaves crackle with life Bright antenae bristle with the energy Emotional feedback, on timeless wavelength Bearing a gift beyond price - almost free |
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from Rush - Vapor Trails (2002)
Freeze(Part. IV of Fear)- Rush
The city crouches, steaming In the early morning half light The sun is still a rumor And the night is still a threat Slipping through the dark streets And the echoes and the shadows Something stirs behind me And my palms begin to sweat Sometimes I freeze...until the light comes Sometimes I fly...into the night Sometimes I fight...against the darkness Sometimes I'm wrong...sometimes I'm right Coiled for the spring Or caught like a creature in the headlights Into a desperate panic Or a tempest of blind fury Like a cornered beast Or a conquering hero The menace threatens, closing And I'm frozen in the shadows I'm not prepared to run away And I'm not prepared to fight I can't stand to reason Or surrender to a reflex I will trust my instincts Or surrender to my fright Sometimes we freeze...until the light comes Sometimes we're wrong...and sometimes we're right Sometimes we fight...against the darkness Sometimes we fly...into the night Blood running cold Mind going down into a dark night Of a desperate panic Or a tempest of blind fury Like a cornered beast Or a conquering hero Sometimes I freeze Sometimes I fight Sometimes I fly Into the night |
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from Rush, Rush - Snakes & Arrows (2007)
The snakes and arrows a child is heir to
Are enough to leave a thousand cuts We build our defenses, a place of safety And leave the darker places unexplored Sometimes the fortress is too strong Or the love is too weak What should have been our armor Becomes a sharp and angry sword Our better natures seek elevation A refuge for the coming night No one gets to their heaven without a fight We hold beliefs as a consolation A way to take us out of ourselves Meditation or medication A comfort ,or a promised reward Sometimes the spirit is too strong Or the flesh is too weak Sometimes the need is just too great For the solace we seek The suit of shining armor Becomes a keen and bloody sword A refuge for the coming night A future of eternal light No one gets to their heaven without a fightConfused alarms of struggle and flight Blood is drained of color By the flashes of artillery light No one gets to their heaven without a fight The battle flags are flown At the feet of a god unknown No one gets to their heaven without a fight.. Sometimes the damage is too great Or the will is too weak What should have been our armor Becomes a sharp and burning sword No one gets to their heaven without a fight A refuge for the coming night A future of eternal light No one gets to their heaven without a fight No one gets to their heaven without a fight.. |
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from Rush, Rush - Snakes & Arrows (2007)
If we're so much the same like I always hear
Why such different fortunes and fates? Some of us live in a cloud of fear Some live behind iron gates Why such different fortunes and fates? Some are blessed and some are cursed Some live behind iron gates While others only see only the worst Some are blessed and some are cursed The golden one or scarred from birth While others only see the worst Such a lot of pain on the earth The golden one or scarred from birth Some things can never be changed Such a lot of pain on this earth It's somehow so badly arranged Some things can never be changed Some reasons will never come clear It's somehow so badly arranged If we're so much the same like I always hear Some are blessed and some are cursed The golden one or scarred from birth While others only see the worst Such a lot of pain on the earth Some are blessed and some are cursed The golden one or scarred from birth While others only see the worst Such a lot of pain on the earth Such a lot of pain on the earth Some are blessed and some are cursed The golden one or scarred from birth While others only see the worst Such a lot of pain on the earth Some are blessed and some are cursed The golden one or scarred from birth While others only see the worst Such a lot of pain on the earth Such a lot of pain Such a lot of pain Such a lot of pain on the earth |
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from Rush, Rush - Snakes & Arrows (2007)
As the waves crash in
On the western shore The wind blows fierce from the east Wave tops torn into flying spindrift As the waves crash in On the western shore It makes me feel uneasy The spray that's torn away Is an image of the way I feel What am I supposed to say? Where are the words to answer you When you talk that way? As sun goes down On the western shore The wind blows hard from the east It whips the sand into a flying spindrift As the sun goes down On the western shore It makes me feel uneasy In the hot dry rasp of the devil winds Who cares what a fool believes What am I supposed to say? Where are the words to answer you When you talk that way? Words that fly against the wind and waves (A little closer to you) Where is the wave that will carry me A little closer to you? What am I suppose to do? Where are the words that will make you see What I beleive is true? |
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from Rush, Rush - Snakes & Arrows (2007)
Now it's come to this
It's like we're back in the Dark Ages From the Middle East to the Middle West It's a world of superstition Now it's come to this Wide-eyed armies of the faithful From the Middle East to the Middle West Pray, and pass the ammunition So many people think that way You gotta watch what you say To them and them, and others too Who don't seem to see to things the way you do We can only grow the way the wind blows on a bare and weathered shore We can only bow to the here and now In our elemental war We can only go the way the wind blows We can only bow to the here and now Or be broken down blow by blow Now it's come to this Hollow speeches of mass deception From the Middle East to the Middle West Like crusaders in a holy alliance Now it's come to this Like we're back in the dark ages From the Middle East to the Middle West It's a plague that resists all science It seems to leave them partly blind And they leave no child behind While evil spirits haunt their sleep While shepherds bless and count their sheep Like the solitary pine On a bare wind blasted shore We can only grow the way the wind blows |
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from Rush, Rush - Snakes & Arrows (2007)
I've got my own moral compass to steer by
A guiding star beats a spirit in the sky And all the preaching voices - Empty vessels of dreams so loud As they move among the crowd Fools and thieves are well disguised In the temple and market place Like a stone in the river Against the floods of spring I will quietly resist Like the willows in the wind Or the cliffs along the ocean I will quietly resist I don't have faith in faith I don't believe in belief You can call me faithless You can call me faithless But I still cling to hope And I believe in love And that's faith enough for me And that's faith enough for me I've got my own spirit level for balance To tell if my choice is leading up or down And all the shouting voices Try to throw me off my course Some by sermon, some by force Fools and thieves are dangerous In the temple and market place Like a forest bows to winter Beneath the deep white silence I will quietly resist I don't have faith in faith I don't believe in belief You can call me faithless You can call me faithless But I still cling to hope And I believe in love And that's faith enough for me And that's faith enough for me Like a flower in the desert That only blooms at night I will quietly resist I don't have faith in faith I don't believe in belief You can call me faithless But I still cling to hope And I believe in love And that's faith enough for me And that's faith enough for me And that's faith enough for me |
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from Rush, Rush - Snakes & Arrows (2007)
Though we might have precious little
It's still precious I like that song about this wonderful world It's got a sunny point of view And sometimes I feel it's true At least for a few of us I like that world, it makes a wonderful song But there's a darker point of view But sadly just as true For so many among us Though we might have precious little It's still precious In the sweetest child there's a vicious streak In the strongest man there's a child so weak In the whole wide world there's no magic place So you might as well rise put on your bravest face I like that show where they solve all the murders An heroic point of view It's got justice and vengeance too At least so the story goes I like that story, makes a satisfying case But there's a messy point of view That's sadly just as true For so many among us In softest voice there's an acid tongue In the oldest eyes there's a soul so young In the shakiest will there's a core of steel On the smoothest ride there's a squeaky wheel Though we might have precious little It's still precious |
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from Rush, Rush - Snakes & Arrows (2007)
The best we can agree on
Is it could have been worse What happen to your old Benevolent universe? You know the one with stars That revolve around you Beaming down full of promises To bring good news You used to feel that way The saddest words you could ever say But I know you'll remember that day And the most beautiful words I could ever say The worst thing about it all Is that you've never been right And I'm still not really sure What started that fight But I still get this feeling There's more trouble ahead So never mind the bad news Let's have the good news instead Some would said they never fear a thing Well I do And I'm afraid enough for both of us For me and you Time, if nothing else, will do it's worst So do me that favor And tell me the good news first |
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from Rush, Rush - Snakes & Arrows (2007)
Instrumental
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from Rush, Rush - Snakes & Arrows (2007)
How many times
Do we tire of all the little battles Threaten to call it quits Tempted to cut and run How many times Do we weather out the stormy evenings Long to slam the front door Drive away into the setting sun Keep going on till dawn How many times must another line be drawn We could be down and gone But we hold on How many times Do we chafe against the repetition Straining against the faith Measured out in coffee breaks How many times Do we swallow our ambition Long to give up the same old way Find another road to take Keep holding on so long Cause theres a chance that we might not be so wrong We could be down and gone But we hold on How many times Do we wonder if it's even worth it Theres got to be some other way Way to get me through the day Keep going on till dawn How many times must another line be drawn We could be down and gone But we hold on |
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