The soldier smiling softly sings a song of sad farewell As the train pulls out to take him far from home His children waving gaily without knowing he has gone Now you know what I feel.
And the thoughts that always greet you Every morning when you rise They never ever change they're just the same When you're weary to extreme And you never laugh or cry You're just a sheet of glass behind a frame.
The best days of your life are when you don't know right from wrong When the fantasies around you seem so real And reality is really as fantastic as your dreams Now you know how I feel.
So the train pulls out forever, just a whistle and it's gone And the station disappears before your eyes In time the rails will rust and you'll forget that you've been there Now I know how you feel.
The dragonfly appeared The North wind brought it by As summer slipped away And autumn was approaching It flew through silver trees That stood beside the lake I looked into its eyes To find that it was smiling
The dragonfly was mine As slender as a wand It cast a spell as it clung To leaves that soon were falling Its camouflage grew faint As my mind grew darker still I scarcely dared to breathe It was frail and I might harm it
Its touch was as soft as the thistledown That is borne on the evening breeze Its kiss was as warm as the summer rain That whispers and sighs through the trees And now the warmth of the pale winter sun Has melted the heart of the snow I lie awake throughout the night And wait for the North wind to blow
An orange balloon on the distant horizon The air had a nip for the sun was still rising A delicate fusion of ambery tone Brought warmth to the shore where I walked all alone Another day begins. A crab scuttled awkwardly, shyly away Perhaps the strangest of all nature's rebels Night shed its cloak with the sounds of the day The gentle lap of the tide on the pebbles Another day begins, another day. The gulls on the breeze, soaring over my head Like marionettes with invisible thread The day unfurled like the flags on a mast Spelling a message of sunshine at last Another day begins, another day. I walked along for miles The clear blue sky was free And the smiles shone like pearls on the sea Another day begins, another day. Far too soon it was time to be leaving A gull flew ahead of me bobbing and weaving It caught my eye with a quizzical stare Was it my love, was it she who was there? Another day begins. I climbed the steep path to the high cliff top's heather The sea was as clear as a fresh mountain stream The gull as it circled away dropped a feather A souvenir of a beautiful day dream Another day begins, another day.
The boatman rose to the sound of his heartbeat Loud in the silent approach of the dawn He glanced through the window at mist on the lake Which hung like a shroud in the still of the morn The silver cobwebs spun with the dew Hung from the bushes in filigree splendour And water lilies asleep on the lake Were reflected so delicate, tranquil and tender. The boat man sighed as he strode through the woods To the place where his boat lay moored to a stake The hollow sound as his footsteps echoed Until the sound was lost on the lake He cast off, poling the boat from the shore Peering a head through damp clinging haze He thought that he saw strange swirling shapes A trick on the eyes that the mist often plays. So intent was the boatman on crossing the lake That he failed to notice the current that flowed Leading his boat from familiar parts He was firmly, yet somehow unknowingly, towed All at once the mist seemed to lift Sufficient to show the boatman a pool That he'd never seen in the whole of his life Unnaturally deep, black and silent, and cool. The boatman's shirt clung to his back He was sweating both from exertion and fear He had the sensation that someone was watching He felt the presence of somebody near An invisible force prevented him moving The strength of his arms was utterly sapped The twisted bushes converged round the lake Like a fish in a net he was trapped. Suddenly out of the water before him The wraith-like form of a maiden appeared Clad in shimmering radiant robes The maiden materialised as she neared The hair which finely crowned her head Was a halo of golden reflecting the sun All of the beautiful women of time Were formed all at once into one.-acap
Wandering the streets Searching for a thought I chanced across an unexpected park Streams of boys and girls Laughing as they ran Were there to see the puppet man Perform his mighty tricks And you and I are young again. Running through the grass Hold your hand in mine And lose yourself in simple skyman dreams Sing out with rest When he says the word The magic word to make his tricks Succeed before your eyes And you and I are young again. Silver smiles and peals Bursting from within I know what innocence can really mean Never let it grow Stay a child within And you will find a peace of mind That's rare these softless days And you and I are young again And you and I are young again And you and I are young again.
You're my secret You're my inspiration You're my journey You're my destination You have always Been so close and yet so far away You're my best friend You're my total stranger You're my lifeline You're my hint of danger You have always Been so close and yet so far away In my hour of need I call on you To comfort me But you could only set me free You're my memories You're my Rock of Ages You're my future You're my empty pages You have always Been so close and yet so far away . . .
I only have my memories to last me the remainder of my days For time has now decided that we must go our individual ways The warmth I feel inside can more than overcome my loss But this is me today and tomorrow I must count the cost.
We'll meet again sometime though the road is steep and very hard to climb.
The pleasures of a lifetime condensed into a fleeting glimpse of truth, mmm A moment of delight as when a child receives a sixpence for a tooth The simple things in life mean more to me than money ever buys The greatest thing for me to see my love reflected in your eyes.
We'll meet again sometime though the road is steep and very hard to climb.
We'll meet again sometime though the way is never clear My sacrifice is made, everything that I hold dear We'll meet again sometime though the road is steep and very hard to climb.
Oh lover of a lifetime let me look upon your loveliness alone But I cannot gaze too long for I fear that it will turn me into stone A monument to life that will stand forever by your grave Inscribed for all to see, a message of respect : "Be brave".
For we'll meet again sometime though the road is steep and very hard to climb We'll meet again sometime though the road is steep and very hard to climb We'll meet again sometime though the road is steep and very hard to climb.
An orange balloon on the distant horizon The air had a nip for the sun was still rising A delicate fusion of ambery tone Brought warmth to the shore where I walked all alone Another day begins. A crab scuttled awkwardly, shyly away Perhaps the strangest of all nature's rebels Night shed its cloak with the sounds of the day The gentle lap of the tide on the pebbles Another day begins, another day. The gulls on the breeze, soaring over my head Like marionettes with invisible thread The day unfurled like the flags on a mast Spelling a message of sunshine at last Another day begins, another day. I walked along for miles The clear blue sky was free And the smiles shone like pearls on the sea Another day begins, another day. Far too soon it was time to be leaving A gull flew ahead of me bobbing and weaving It caught my eye with a quizzical stare Was it my love, was it she who was there? Another day begins. I climbed the steep path to the high cliff top's heather The sea was as clear as a fresh mountain stream The gull as it circled away dropped a feather A souvenir of a beautiful day dream Another day begins, another day.
I only have my memories to last me the remainder of my days For time has now decided that we must go our individual ways The warmth I feel inside can more than overcome my loss But this is me today and tomorrow I must count the cost.
We'll meet again sometime though the road is steep and very hard to climb.
The pleasures of a lifetime condensed into a fleeting glimpse of truth, mmm A moment of delight as when a child receives a sixpence for a tooth The simple things in life mean more to me than money ever buys The greatest thing for me to see my love reflected in your eyes.
We'll meet again sometime though the road is steep and very hard to climb.
We'll meet again sometime though the way is never clear My sacrifice is made, everything that I hold dear We'll meet again sometime though the road is steep and very hard to climb.
Oh lover of a lifetime let me look upon your loveliness alone But I cannot gaze too long for I fear that it will turn me into stone A monument to life that will stand forever by your grave Inscribed for all to see, a message of respect : "Be brave".
For we'll meet again sometime though the road is steep and very hard to climb We'll meet again sometime though the road is steep and very hard to climb We'll meet again sometime though the road is steep and very hard to climb.
The gilt-edged invitation came and I said : 'What can this mean ?' 'To attend the coronation as the first guest of the Queen' 'And sit upon her right hand where the Prince is normally seen ?' The maids of honour stared at me and registered surprise To see a man of such good taste appear before their eyes Now bring rather humble, I adopted a disguise As the Minister of State for Mass Environment Controls Who condemn the working classes for inhabiting the holes That belong to Queen and Country but do not permit their souls To be free like me To be free like me Oh to be free.
The perspex chandelier began to melt and slip away One million candle-powered, it kept the night at bay While the power station workers were busy making hay The workers in the fields were engaged in self-defence Which involved the use of barbed wire as a self-containing fence But as a means of self-protection, it was needlessly immense I stopped to ask them for a light, they pointed at the sun Which raised their hopes of harvesting a better crop than guns Can ever mass produce at the expense of anyone Who is free like me Who is free like me Oh who is free.
The solitary peasant in his home above the lake Raised high on wooden stilts, has made the singular mistake Of revolutionary conduct at the celebration wake His urban counterpart engaged in mundane occupation Enjoys the chance of laughing at the Queen's humiliation At the hands of Ministers of State for Rehabilitation Now the power station worker though his aim is too disjointed Finds himself around the corner while his gun is never pointed He is ever at the ready, he desires to be annointed And be free like me And be free like me And be free like me Oh and be free.
Listen to my story, I've got something I must say All about a new experience that came to me today Well I don't want your sudden changes, I don't need your New York zoo But I want some understanding 'cause I think I'm going to lose Yes I think I'm going to lose.
Take me home, little sleepy, you don't have to take that train That leads you where you just don't want to go Take me home, little sleepy, you don't have to take that train This little rock and roller's going to show you what you are.
Well it might have been in Texas and it could be New Orleans But it doesn't really matter 'cause it's only in my dreams In the places where I travel and the people that I meet All I know is what I'm fighting for, it's you I really need Yes, it's you I really need.
Take me home, little sleepy, you don't have to take that train That leads you where you just don't want to go Take me home, little sleepy, you don't have to take that train This little rock and roller's going to show you what you are.
In the middle of time, I'm going to be thinking about you Take a look at yourself, you know I just can't live without you.
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Take me home, little sleepy, you don't have to take that train That leads you where you just don't want to go Take me home, little sleepy, you don't have to take that train This little rock and roller's going to show you what you are.
Take me home, little sleepy, you don't have to take that train That leads you where you just don't want to go Take me home, little sleepy, you don't have to take that train This little rock and roller's going to show you what you are.
I sailed with Miss Columbus for a trip across the sea The horizon was behind me when I found that I was free I smashed the glass I drank from, drove it deep into my arm Tell me, how do you feel now you're back on the farm ?
She put me on the periscope and told me she was lost She said she was expensive but I did not mind the cost I said her deep-sea diver did not mean her any harm Tell me, how do you feel now you're back on the farm ?
I rang the bell of freedom, drank from the well of plenty The milk of human kindness was succour to my soul I took her to the mast head and showed her my conditions She promised me the cargo that she carried in her hold.
The sails were set for sunrise when we found the wind had dropped I tried to make the time up but the clock had somehow stopped A fire broke out below the decks and I sounded the alarm Tell me, how do you feel now you're back on the farm ?
Now you might think it strange of me to write to you this way For years I was a farmer, but I could not make it pay Yet here I am a sailor and I feel a sense of calm Tell me, how do you feel now you're back on the farm ? Tell me, how do you feel now you're back on the farm ?
