Easy lovin’,
Seeing is believing,
Life with you is like livin’ in a beautiful dream,
Everytime I look you over,
Easy lovin’
Beautiful dreamer,
Wake unto me
Starlight and dewdrops
Are awaiting thee
Sounds of the rude world
Heard in the day
Led by the moonlight
Have all passed away
I’ll take you on a trip beside the ocean
And drop the top at Chesapeake Bay
Ain’t nothin’ like the sky to dose a potion
The moon’ll send you on your way
Moonlight feels right
Moonlight feels right
Take me on a trip upon your magic swirling ship
My senses have been stripped
My hands can’t feel to grip
My toes too numb to step
Wait only for my boot heels to be wandering
I try to move my arms and there’s no feeling
And when I look I see there’s nothing there
The face beside me stopped it totally bleeding
The girl I knew has such a distant stare
I remember
We were flying along and hit something in the air
There was something in the air that night,
The stars were bright, Fernando.
They were shining there for you and me,
For liberty, Fernando.
Are there stars out tonight?
I don’t know if it’s cloudy or bright,
I only have eyes for you,
Sha bop, sha bop
My eyes adored you though I never laid a hand on you
My eyes adored you like a million miles away from me
You couldn’t see how I adored you
So close, so close and yet so far
Give me a minute here
Joyful, joyful, we adore Thee,
God of glory, Lord of love;
Hearts unfold like flow’rs before Thee,
Op’ning to the sun above.
Melt the clouds of sin and sadness;
Drive the dark of doubt away;
Giver of immortal gladness,
Fill us with the light of day!
Joy to the world,
All the boys and girls now,
Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea,
Joy to you and me.
The tiny purple fishes run laughing through your fingers,
and you want to take her with you to the hard land of the winter.
Her name is aphrodite and she rides a crimson shell,
and you know you cannot leave her for you touched the distant sands
with the tales of brave ulysses: how his naked ears were tortured
by the sirens sweetly singing.
Her name is Rio and she dances on the sand
Just like that river twisting through a dusty land
And when she shines she really shows you all she can
Oh Rio, Rio dance across the Rio Grande
Ah. “Rio” by Duran Duran. This must be the SDMB. 
Let the river run,
Let all the dreamers
Wake the nation.
Come, the New Jerusalem…
I will not cease from Mental Fight,
Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand:
Till we have built Jerusalem,
In England’s green and pleasant Land.
“Jerusalem, Jerusalem!
Lift up your gates and sing,
Hosanna in the highest.
Hosanna to your King!”
Tell the miners’ kids and wives
There’s a blast in the number five
And the families I see standing at the gate
The inspector years ago said number five’s a deadly hole
And the men most likely won’t come out alive
Waiting at the gate, we are waiting at the gate
Smoke and fire does boil and roll from that dark and deadly hole
While the miners’ kids and wives wait at the gate
San Francisco, open your golden gate
You’ll let nobody wait outside your door
San Francisco, here comes your wandering one
Saying, “I’ll wander no more”
Poor wandering one
Though thou hast surely strayed
Take heart of grace, thy steps retrace
Poor wandering one
Poor wandering one
If such poor love as mine
Can help thee find true peace of mind
Why, take it, it is thine
I’m the type of guy who’ll never settle down
Where pretty girls are, well you know that I’m around
I kiss 'em and I love 'em 'cause to me they’re all the same
I hug 'em and I squeeze 'em, they don’t even know my name
They call me the wanderer, yeah the wanderer
I roam around, around, around, around, around, ooh