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If You Stumble
03:47
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If you stumble, If you fall
Wait for me, I won’t be long
Call my name, Hold my hand
Let me pull you through the pain
In our lives we tried them all
Hopes of young and hopes of old
Coming back to the ones we hold
Are most precious of them all
If I stumble, If I fall
I wait for you, You won’t be long
Call your name, Hold your hand
You help me pull through the pain
In our lives we tried them all
Hopes of young and hopes of old
Coming back to the ones we hold
Are most precious of them all
Norwalk
02/10/12
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The highway is cold
Without a soul
Windows rolled up
Air condition brushing the face
Faceless and lost
Cruising at 75 mph
Winter lasted 'till summer this year
Spring consumed in snow
With the first rays
Of a red hot sun
Meet me down by the open free sea
By the seashore
Away from the hardness
Of the cold highway
Away from the hardness
Of the cold highway
Bridgeport
04/08/93
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Ghosts Of Summer
04:13
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Ghosts of summer
Riding on death machines
Tearing the thin air
Down by the seashore
By the glow of the airdrome
The ultraviolet spectrum of ruin
Ghosts of summer
Ghosts of the past
Crawling
To meet the fall of spring
The end of the rainy season
To find me standing here…
Stratford
07/05/93
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Who Are You?
03:42
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Who are you?
Deep inside?
Beneath the poesy,
The meandering words?
Your fears uncovered,
Your soul exposed?
And what wars you are destined to fight?
And would you belie?
Or seek for truth and peace to find?
Uncover me muse, uncover me!
Dance with my paths, astonish me!
Stay with me Nereid, delight me!
O musky foe nostalgia
The scepter yield up
Your hunt conclude
Uncover my lost past life muse
Oxford
11/10/92
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5. |
Dreams In The Wind
04:01
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When winds escape Aeolus' sacks
Dreams scatter, drifting in time
Like brown leaves of autumn
leaving piles collected in the yard
And if you were meant to fly
Wings you should have grown by now
So don't be fearful of dreams nestled down
And if you were meant to weep
Your mind's seeds never would had laid about wings
So fly today in the midst of dreams…
Dreams in the wind
Dreams in the wind
Oxford
12/21/92
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6. |
The Game
03:20
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Sitting here
Watching time fly away
Pulled down by gravity
Trapped
Feeling the pain and the suffering
Pebbles in an ocean of suns
Looking for a road map
The missing link
There is a game going on here!
The stage, the scenery
The actors, the director
All gathered up
All responded to the invitation
But all seem to be lost
And unaware...
Sitting here
Watching time fly away
Sitting here
Watching time fly away
Oxford
11/10/92
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Apollo Pizza?
03:57
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In between the factories and the pain
The valley's proud river's waters polluted
Apollo's shade breathes
And within it flowers and music
Dreams of forever promises
Theories of social resurrection
Endless romantic discussions
While Dionysus steps through the air
I would invited you to taste some
Of that Greek nectar
At the foot of Olympus
Between the factories and the pain
I would, if I could see a sign of Gods
For Erin
Oxford
09/25/92
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8. |
Under The Rain
03:33
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The rain was falling heavily
On our aching flesh
And I was lost
She was lost too
We were both lost
Lost and forgotten
She took off her necklace
With her nephew's picture on
She laid besides me
She laid besides the fire
We made love
The rain was falling
Falling unaffectionate
On our restless thoughts and skins
We were both lost
Lost and forgotten
Under the rain
Under the rain
Lost and forgotten
Oxford
12/02/92
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Housatonic River
03:40
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The ancient river has a thousand eyes
Hands that hold and love the valley
Tongues that kiss the Sound
Loves the valley, loves the sea
With a thousand voices the river cries
On a starry night
The valley was the first love
The valley was the only one
The sea is rich and risky
It tells me stories of travail
And how it suffers torn between his two lovers
The valley is young and beautiful
The sea is vast
The sea is free
And the river runs through
The valley was the first love
The valley was the only one
The sea is rich and risky
Oxford
11/29/92
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The Television King
04:14
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Give them rope
Hope that will hold them
The cliff is rocky
The waters beneath polluted
The television king roars in despair
The radio program announces a winner
Your thoughts dance drunk
Your mind is traveling
The day you die is the day you fly
The radio announces a winner again
"City of night" the Singer screams
The television king is lying dead on the floor
His blood is crawling out of his soulless body
"This is the End..." the Singer, the Poet, sings
The television king is dead
The television king is dead
The television king is dead
The television king is dead
The television king is dead
Oxford
11/04/92
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