I can hear the voice…
In a dream you see it
Shining bright as the sun
And you’re blinded by your vision
Reaching out to touch it
Yet it’s so far away
Soon the night is over
Another day is on the way
Can you hear it?
Voices calling
Lost spirit
Soul’s longing
Can you hear it?
Voices calling
Lost spirit
Soul’s longing
Soon the brightness fades
And even dreams are too far
Then your life becomes a prison
All the bars are solid
Made by your own hands
Then you’re just a voice
With silent demands
I can hear your
Voices Calling
Lost Spirit
Soul’s longing
Under the pale moon
For so many years I’ve wondered who you are
How can a person like you bring me joy
Under the pale moon
Where I see a lot of stars
Is enough, enough
I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes I saw the sign
Life is demanding without understanding
I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes I saw the sign
No one’s gonna drag you up to get into the light where you belong
But where do you belong
Oh, oh, oh, oh.
18 million people in this town
Who spend the day
Bummin’ around
Just to bump into you
On third avenue
Yeah
And it’s a
Pale moon
Burning sun
When will I see my only one
The sun is a mass of incandescent gas
A gigantic nuclear furnace
Where hydrogen is built into helium
At a temperature of millions of degrees
Just remember that you’re standing on a planet that’s evolving
And revolving at nine hundred miles an hour,
That’s orbiting at nineteen miles a second, so it’s reckoned,
A sun that is the source of all our power.
The sun and you and me and all the stars that we can see
Are moving at a million miles a day
In an outer spiral arm, at forty thousand miles an hour,
Of the galaxy we call the ‘Milky Way’.
Our galaxy itself contains a hundred billion stars.
It’s a hundred thousand light years side to side.
It bulges in the middle, sixteen thousand light years thick,
But out by us, it’s just three thousand light years wide.
We’re thirty thousand light years from galactic central point.
We go 'round every two hundred million years,
And our galaxy is only one of millions of billions
In this amazing and expanding universe.
We didn’t know that it would blow up
With such might
The stars are even brighter
Contrasted by the night
Sent out the shock waves
Filled up the outer space
Even the ghost came
To the late, late, late show
Watch us play
Everything went tossing
Everyone was talking
Making up their faces
Wonder what we look like naked?
Ah the irresistible force met the immovable object
Oh!
Ah the irresistible force met the immovable object
Banging and banging
And banging and banging
And banging
Together
We’ve become a big business
A galaxy merger
The two of us a big bang
God is a real man
God is a dad
God is a dad
This trail is obsidian, the grip of winter uncoiled
A lover would follow me, cast down and sworn to the dark
Take the road where devils speak:
“God is dead…God is dead”
The wealth of darkness inside you, telling you now
Your senses corrupted, controlling a poisonous will
Take the road where devils speak:
“God is dead…God is dead”
On the road again
Just can’t wait to get on the road again
The life I love is making music with my friends
I can’t wait to get on the road again
Leaving all the world to play they disappear
And the leaves have gathered dust to run like deer
Tearing pieces from our lives to feed the dawn
Mist surrounds the seagulls christened by the storm
Music, all I hear is music - guaranteed to please
And I look for something else
Rain drops pouring down the rooftops - flowing in the drains
As the people run their lives
As their lives are run by time
I can hear music
I can hear music
The sound of the city, baby
Seems to disappear
Oh, and I can hear music
Sweet, sweet music
Whenever you touch me, baby
Whenever you’re near
I hear music but there’s no one there.
I hear singing but the trees are bear.
This old man I’ve talked about
Broke his own heart,
Poured it in the ground.
Big red tree grew up and out,
Throw up it’s leaves,
Spins round and round.
I know all this and more.
So take your hat off
When you’re talking to me
And be there when I feed the tree.
This little squirrel I used to be
Slammed her bike down the stairs.
They put silver where her teeth had been.
Baby silvertooth,she grins and grins.
I know all this and more.
So take your hat off boy
When you’re talking to me
And be there when I feed the tree.
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree
All of my songs can only be composed of the greatest of pains
Every single verse can only be born of the greatest of wishes
I wish I had one more night to live
Oh, sweet Christabel. Share with me your poem.
For I know now, I’m a puppet on this silent stage show.
I’m but a poet who failed his best play.
A Dead Boy, who failed to write an ending
To each of his poems.
Takes a second to say goodbye
Say goodbye, oh, oh, oh
It takes a second to say goodbye
Say goodbye, oh, oh, oh, say bye bye…
Where you going to now…
Lightning flashes across the sky
East to west, do or die
Like a thief in the night
See the world by candlelight
Fall, rise and…
Fall, rise and…
In an apartment on Time Square, you can assemble them anywhere
Held to ransom, hell to pay, a revolution everyday
USSR, GDR, London, New York, Peking
It’s the puppets, It’s the puppets who pull the strings
Fall, rise and…
Fall, rise and…
All change, don’t you know that when you
Play at this level, there’s no ordinary venue
It’s Iceland or the Philippines
Or Hastings or, or this place
One night in Bangkok and the world’s your oyster
The bars are temples but the pearls ain’t free
I was five, and he was six
We rode on horses made of sticks
He wore black, and I wore white
He would always win the fight
Bang bang
He shot me down
Bang bang
I hit the ground
Bang bang
That awful sound
Bang bang
My baby shot me down
Well you’re dirty and sweet, clad in black
Don’t look back and I love you
You’re dirty and sweet, oh yeah
Well you’re slim and you’re weak
You’ve got the teeth of a hydra upon you
You’re dirty sweet and you’re my girl.
Get it on, bang the gong, get it on
Get it on, bang the gong, get it on
You’re built like a car,
You’ve got a hub cap diamond star halo
You’re built like a car, oh yeah
You’re an untamed youth that’s the truth
With your cloak full of eagles
You’re dirty sweet and you’re my girl.
Get it on, bang the gong, get it on
Get it on, bang the gong, get it on
Sweet Caroline
Good times never seemed so good
Nothin’ could be fine-a than to be in Carolina in the morning.
