CRUSH

Well she's seeing another guy
I could never tell her how I feel
We come from separate worlds
It's seems so hopeless to try
Yet I try everyday
But it always ends the same old way
Her eyes go another direction
She's showing her affection

As I stare at the Girl on the Second Floor
We could never match
Yet our hearts remain entrapped
Ooh, as I stare at the Girl on the Second Floor
She's walking out the door..

Shall I go on living
And hoping that someday I'll forget
The days that I hold dear
In my older years

Well I've suffered until I've seen
Love's not meant for a man like me
I walk in the pouring rain
Until I forget my pain

Crush (The Girl on the Second Floor)

DOWN

Soft arms, long legs that surround
That's how I see you
And know I'll always dream of you
And so...

I will wait for you today
And I will wait on thru the years
Until you come my way
I will wait patiently here
For you to come down
Down into a burning flame
Round, round and around
And you'll never be the same again

Love is all I can give
Now that I lost you, Girl
And though I'll always dream of you
I will ache..

Down

WESTWARD

Not a word
Not one sound from you to me
Until I find a reason why you've gone
I can't go on..

So, I travel westward, Darlin'
Searching for a sign from you
It drives me mad your disappearance
You're the one that makes me blue
And it's because of you..

In the rain
In the summer sun
I come undone
In your shape
Within this heart I stay
So stay away

Here in the shadows
Thorns will prick the tender skin
That dwells within my heart
And your rose garden

Westward

TWILIGHT OF MY LIFE

Here in the twilight of my life
I often revel in the past
Now and then I think of you
And the days my friends said would never last

Now every moment
The dreams begin
And fade in sin
And every memory
Hides in shame
Like a child

I make no promises of life
My tastes change like night and day
But if you'll keep me in your heart
Far above this raging sea

Twilight Of My Life

ISN’T IT PECULIAR

I wasn't looking for anyone
Then you came into view
Now something strange has happened to me
My heart has broken in two

And though I feel so much older now
That feeling's still the same
Is it your hair or the clothes you wear
Or is it me that's changed?

And isn't it peculiar?
Isn't it so strange?
Just when I faced my loneliness
You're standing in the rain

I never wanted for anything
Until the day that you walked by
Till now I believed I had all I would need
For the rest of my life

Isn't It Peculiar

HIGH AND DRY

I can’t forget the day I met you
Seems as though it was just a dream
Who could see how things would go awry?

So many years have passed since that time
And you’re no longer by my side
Where do I go to fill these empty spaces in my life?

Well these dreams won’t go away
No matter how hard I try
Your memory has left me
High and dry..

Well these dreams won’t go away
And the days go by and by
Your memory has left me
High and dry..

Say you will
Or say you won’t
Be mine..
Oh Darling, I won’t cry

How can I care for you
When you can’t even care for yourself?
Still I won’t stop trying
For you…
Girl, you know it’s the truth

High And Dry

Storms were rolling over us today
No sign of life above
No stars to show the way

Waters rose as we doubted
The words that the wise men said
No one was brave enough
To plan for yesterday

I walked beneath my pale blue mountain
I waived goodbye to my hometown
I felt winter's bite upon my head
As you failed to set your hatred down

Beat down the paths of your plantations
I placed my hands upon your fields
Felt the sting of your whip upon my back
We still remember just how that feels

Watched the malcontents stomping in Charlottstown
The same old contempt mixed up inside the same old sound
17, 18, 1960s so it just goes round and round

I ask you why are our cries for justice not being heard?
Can't you see?

Your confederacy is fallen/broken
It will never return again
And if you cannot live with your fellow man
You'll be shown no forgiveness then

Storms

Like every briar has its rose
So can every diamond take form
From a Rolling Stone..

Just like you put on your hat, your coat
Then you put on your walking shoes
Walking shoes..

I will put on my six string
Yeah, but don't forget those rockin' shoes
Rockin' shoes..

Oh can't you feel that energy entering?
Like a heart attack, heart attack

Oh Muse, now I see her return to me
She's coming back, coming back

Over land and over sea
Thru wind and rain
Thru storms she smiles again

Where once thru tear strained eyes
I had to walk away

I am naught but a lowly ball of clay
But with this guitar in hand
I start to see my light of day

And so I put on my rocking shoes..

Oh, can't you feel the power of the music?
Like a heart attack, heart attack
Running thru from the very marrow of the bone
It's coming back, coming back

Bringing life back to the dead
I'm on the path back to my home again

Where once thru tear strained eyes
I had to walk away...

Walking Shoes

Oh say can you feel it?
New winds are blowing
From heaven knows where
So what do you care?

As for me with each day passing
My world's gotten clearer
For here in my pocket
I've found a mirror

And so I'll rise upon my wakeful hour
As I lay down beside my fateful flower

So soon will we rise
So soon she'll speak

Of the dreams laid beneath her feet
And of her feeling for the fields of spring to come

Well here in the latent hour of our winter's misery
There is a well whispering the spell of jubilee

So if you see me smile as I'm walking down the street
Oh hear can't you tell those bells are jangling for you and me

Can't you feel the sunshine down over creation?

I've seen the nightmares
Yeah, I've been a visitor
Never belonging and only wanting to kiss her

Well now I've got the message
I've got the picture
Here in my pocket
I've found a mirror

Jubilee

Why do the wise no longer speak?
Seems to me, the world's too full of the meek
And those of us who speak don't have much to say
The air between their ears got in the way

We listen to them so confused
Happy in our convalescence
While all of the folks in the middle are turned to peasants

No class, no culture here remains
So we listen to loops and endless refrains
While bellowed sex and horror come from our cars
Stealing songs from a time that seems so far away

No one's left to write the new ones now
We're happy in our convalescence
While all of the folks in the middle are turned to peasants

The Boy King sits on his throne today
Daddy made sure that it would be this way
Standing safe within his House of White
Leaving the rest to stand in the cold outside

He's served his father oh so well
Happy in his convalescence
While all of the folks in the middle are turned to peasants

No life, no vision here remains
So we suffer in a land of bloodless stains
That spill from fences that we failed to mend
As we lie together here at the end

I tell you friend I don't feel so well
Lying in my convalescence
While all of the folks in the middle are turned to peasants

Why do the wise no longer speak?
Are they just in the ground beneath your feet?
Safe from the kings whose powers they fell
Safe from the souls they fed so well

Whose silence leaves desolation
There will be no exaltation

Peasants

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