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[dennisrwood]

Syd Barrett

Clowns & Jugglers
Trip to heave and ho, up down, to and fro’
You have no word
Trip, trip to a dream dragon
Hide your wings in a ghost tower
Sails cackling at every plate we break
Was cracked by scattered needles
The little minute gong
Coughs and clears his throat
Madam you see before you stand
Hey ho, never be still
The old original favorite grand
Grasshoppers green herbarian band
And the tune they play is in us confide
So trip to heave and ho, up down, to and fro’
You have no word
Please leave us here
Close our eyes to the octopus ride!

Isn’t it good to be lost in the wood
Isn’t it bad so quiet there, in the wood
Meant even less to me than I thought
With a honey plough of yellow prickly seeds
Clover honey pots and mystic shining feed...
The madcap laughed at the man on the border
Hey ho, huff the talbot
The winds they blew and the leaves did wag
They’ll never put me in their bag
The raging seas will always seep
So high you go, so low you creep
The wind it blows in tropical heat
The drones they throng on mossy seats
The squeaking door will always squeak
Two up, two down we’ll never meet
Please leave us here
Close our eyes to the octopus ride!

Sit up, touching hips
To a madcap galloping chase
Cheat he cried shouting kangaroo
It’s true in their tree they cried
Please leave us here
Close our eyes to the octopus ride!
The madcap laughed at the man on the border
Hey ho, huff the talbot

[sgt.null]

"Green Eyes"

It's a great big world
There's a million other guys
I feel so lucky when I look
In those green eyes

Is it the sun
That makes them so green
Those are the prettiest eyes
I have ever seen

Green eyes...

What makes them sparkle
What makes them shine
What makes those eyes of yours
Look into mine

Husker Du (grant hart)

for my wife...

[lucimay]

I watched the sun come up on Portland
I waved goodbye to all my friends
I packed my car and headed to LA
I gave away all my loose ends

Somebody said you gotta get away
To wanna go back home again
I left my universe standing there
Holding the hand of my best friend

And it's laughter that I feel when I think of you
It's one more dusty rose about to turn
I'll see you when I reach New Mexico
If I'm in the mood to crash and burn

I wrote a letter that I never mailed
I rehearsed a dialogue in my head
In case you ever wanted to track me down
I'll take my cell phone to bed

And it's laughter that I hear when I close my eyes
And it's one more punchline I forgot to learn
I call you up when my bottle's dry
I'm on my way to crash and burn

Antigone laid across the road
And let a mack truck leave her there for dead
Just because her lover split the scene
Well love might be great but why lose your head

Well, it's laughter that comes up when I cry for you
And my heart may break again before it learns
And I might be stupid enough to want to fall again
Cause I've gotten use to the crash and burn
I say I've gotten use to the crash and burn

Sheryl Crow-Globe Sessions-Crash and Burn

[The Laughing Man]

Snortin' whiskey and drinkin cocaine
We're snortin whiskey and drinkin cocaine
I got this feelin Im gonna drive that girl insane

Your like a bad rumor baby your all over town
Your like a bad rumor baby your all over town

I may not be confused, but you know i sure am now

Im a fast mover baby i can show u around
i got so much cocaine aint never goin to let down
snortin' whiskey and drinkin cocaine
i got this feeln im gonna drive that gurl insane
insanity


snortn whiskey ,drinkin cocaine
we're snortin whiskey and im, im drinkin cocaine

i got this feeln' im gonna drive that gurl insane
got this feeln, im gonna drive that gurl insane.....

Crash and Burn

[The Laughing Man]

Shame on the Moon - Bob Seger

Until you've been beside a man
You don't know what he wants
You don't know if he cries at night
You don't know if he don't
When nothin comes easy
Old nightmares are real
Until you' ve been beside a man
You don't know how he feels

Once inside a woman's heart
A man must keep his head
Heaven opens up the door
Where angels fear to tread
Some men go crazy
Some men go slow
Some men go just where they want
Some men never go

Oh blame it on midnight
Ooh shame on the moon

Everywhere it's all around
Comfort in a crowd
Strangers faces all around
Laughin right out loud
Hey watch where your goin
Step light on old toes
Cause until you've been beside a man
You don't know who he knows

Oh blame it on midnight
Ooh shame on the moon
Oh blame it on midnight
Ooh shame on the moon

[lucimay]

I married Isis on the fifth day of May,
But I could not hold on to her very long.
So I cut off my hair and I rode straight away
For the wild unknown country where I could not go wrong.

I came to a high place of darkness and light.
The dividing line ran through the center of town.
I hitched up my pony to a post on the right,
Went in to a laundry to wash my clothes down.

A man in the corner approached me for a match.
I knew right away he was not ordinary.
He said, "Are you lookin' for somethin' easy to catch?"
I said, "I got no money." He said, "That ain't necessary."

We set out that night for the cold in the North.
I gave him my blanket, he gave me his word.
I said, "Where are we goin'?" He said we'd be back by the fourth.
I said, "That's the best news that I've ever heard."

I was thinkin' about turquoise, I was thinkin' about gold,
I was thinkin' about diamonds and the world's biggest necklace.
As we rode through the canyons, through the devilish cold,
I was thinkin' about Isis, how she thought I was so reckless.

How she told me that one day we would meet up again,
And things would be different the next time we wed,
If I only could hang on and just be her friend.
I still can't remember all the best things she said.

We came to the pyramids all embedded in ice.
He said, "There's a body I'm tryin' to find.
If I carry it out it'll bring a good price."
'Twas then that I knew what he had on his mind.

The wind it was howlin' and the snow was outrageous.
We chopped through the night and we chopped through the dawn.
When he died I was hopin' that it wasn't contagious,
But I made up my mind that I had to go on.

I broke into the tomb, but the casket was empty.
There was no jewels, no nothin', I felt I'd been had.
When I saw that my partner was just bein' friendly,
When I took up his offer I must-a been mad.

I picked up his body and I dragged him inside,
Threw him down in the hole and I put back the cover.
I said a quick prayer and I felt satisfied.
Then I rode back to find Isis just to tell her I love her.

She was there in the meadow where the creek used to rise.
Blinded by sleep and in need of a bed,
I came in from the East with the sun in my eyes.
I cursed her one time then I rode on ahead.

She said, "Where ya been?" I said, "No place special."
She said, "You look different." I said, "Well, I guess."
She said, "You been gone." I said, "That's only natural."
She said, "You gonna stay." I said, "If you want me to, yes."

Isis, oh, Isis, you mystical child.
What drives me to you is what drives me insane.
I still can remember the way that you smiled
On the fifth day of May in the drizzlin' rain.

bob

[The Laughing Man]

Q.1 What inspired the "Fear" trilogy, as heard in reverse order on the albums Moving Pictures, Signals, and Grace Under Pressure? Why were they recorded in reverse order?


A.1/ I started with these two questions because many others have asked them too. The idea for the trilogy was suggested by an older man telling that he didn't think life was ruled by love, or reason, or money, or the pursuit of happiness -- but by fear. This smart-but cynical guy's position was that most people's actions are motivated by fear of being hungry, fear of being hurt, fear of being alone, fear of being robbed, etc,. and that people don't make choices based on hope that something good will happen, but in fear that something bad will happen.

I reacted to this the way all of us tend to react to generalities: "Well, I'm not like that!" But then I started thinking about it more, watching the way people around me behaved, and I soon realised that there was something to this viewpoint, So I sketched out the three "theaters of fear," as I saw them: how fear works inside us ("The Enemy Within"), how fear is used against us ("The Weapon"), and how fear feeds the mob mentality ("Witch Hunt").

As it happened, the last theme was easiest to deal with, so it was written first, and consequently appeared first on record, and the other two followed in reverse order for the same reason.
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Witch Hunt - part iii

The night is black
Without a moon.
The air is thick and still.
The vigilantes gather on
The lonely torchlit hill.

Features distorted in the flickering light,
The faces are twisted and grotesque.
Silent and stern in the sweltering night,
The mob moves like demons possesed.
Quiet in conscience, calm in their right,
Confident their ways are best.

The righteous rise
With burning eyes
Of hatred and ill-will.
Madmen fed on fear and lies
To beat and burn and kill.

They say there are strangers who threaten us,
In our immigrants and infidels.
They say there is strangeness too dangerous
In our theaters and bookstore shelves.
That those who know what's best for us
Must rise and save us from ourselves.

Quick to judge,
Quick to anger,
Slow to understand
Ignorance and prejudice
And fear walk hand in hand...

The Weapon - part ii

We've got nothing to fear -- but fear itself?
Not pain, not failure, not fatal tragedy?
Not the faulty units in this mad machinery?
Not the broken contacts in emotional chemistry?

With an iron fist in a velvet glove
We are sheltered under the gun
In the glory game on the power train
Thy kingdom's will be done

And the things that we fear are a weapon to be held against us...

He's not afraid of your judgement
He knows of horrors worse than your Hell
He's a little bit afraid of dying
But he's a lot more afraid of your lying

And the things that he fears are a weapon to be held against him...

Can any part of life be larger than life?
Even love must be limited by time
And those who push us down that they might climb
Is any killer worth more than his crime?

Like a steely blade in a silken sheath
We don't see what they're made of
They shout about love, but when push comes to shove
They live for the things they're afraid of

And the knowledge that they fear is a weapon to be used against them...

The Enemy Within - part i

Things crawl in the darkness
That imagination spins
Needles at your nerve ends
Crawl like spiders on your skin

Pounding in your temples
And a surge of adrenaline
Every muscle tense to fence the enemy within

I'm not giving in to security under pressure
I'm not missing out on the promise of adventure
I'm not giving up on implausible dreams
Experience to extremes
Experience to extremes...

Suspicious-looking stranger
Flashes you a dangerous grin
Shadows across your window...
Was it only trees in the wind?

Every breath a static charge,
A tongue that tastes like tin
Steely-eyed outside to hide the enemy within

To you, is it movement or is it action?
Is it contact or just reaction?
And you...revolution or just resistance?
Is it living, or just existence?
Yeah, you! It takes a little more persistence
To get up and go the distance

[lucimay]

Joe's Garage

It wasn’t very large
There was just enough room to cram the drums
In the corner over by the dodge
It was a fifty-four
With a mashed up door
And a cheesy little amp
With a sign on the front said fender champ
And a second hand guitar
It was a stratocaster with a whammy bar

At this point, larry (a guy who will eventually give up music and earn a respectable living as a roadie for a group called toad-o) joins in the song...

Larry:
We could jam in joe’s garage
His mama was screamin’
His dad was mad
We was playin’ the same old song
In the afternoon ’n’ sometimes we would
Play it all night long
It was all we knew, ’n’ easy too
So we wouldn’t get it wrong
All we did was bend the string like...
Hey!
Down in joe’s garage
We didn’t have no dope or lsd
But a coupla quartsa beer
Would fix it so the intonation
Would not offend yer ear
And the same old chords goin’ over ’n’ over
Became a symphony
We would play it again ’n’ again ’n’ again
’cause it sounded good to me
One more time!
We could jam in joe’s garage
His mama was screamin’,
Turn it down!
We was playing’ the same old song
In the afternoon ’n’ sometimes we would
Play it all night long
It was all we knew, and easy too
So we wouldn’t get it wrong
Even if you played it on a saxophone
We thought we was pretty good
We talked about keepin’ the band together
’n’ we figured that we should
’cause about this time we was gettin’ the eye
From the girls in the neighborhood
They’d all come over ’n’ dance around
Like...

Twenty teen-age girls dash
In and go stomp-clap,
Stomp-clap-clap...

So we picked out a stupid name
Had some cards printed up for a coupla bucks
’n’ we was on our way to fame
Got matching suits ’n’ beatle boots
’n’ a sign on the back of the car
’n’ we was ready to work in a go-go bar

One two three four
Let’s see if you got some more!

People seemed to like our song
They got up ’n’ danced ’n’ made a lotta noise
An’ it wasn’t ’fore very long
A guy from a company we can’t name
Said we oughta take his pen
’n’ sign on the line for a real good time
But he didn’t tell us when
These good times would be somethin’
That was really happenin’
So the band broke up
An’ it looks like
We will never play again...

Joe:
Guess you only get one chance in life
To play a song that goes like...

(and, as the band plays their little song,
Mrs. borg (who keeps her son sy,
In the closet with the vacuum cleaner)
Screams out the window...

Mrs. borg:
Turn it down!
Turn it down!
I have children sleeping here...
Don’t you boys know any nice songs?

Joe:
(speculating on the future)
Well the years was rollin’ by, yeah
Heavy metal ’n’ glitter rock
Had caught the public eye, yeah
Snotty boys with lipstick on
Was really flyin’ high, yeah
’n’ then they got that disco thing
’n’ new wave came along
’n’ all of a sudden I thought the time
Had come for that old song
We used to play in joe’s garage
And if I am not wrong
You will soon be dancin’ to...

Central scrutinizer:
The white zone is
For loading and
Unloading only. if you
Gotta load or unload,
Go to the white
Zone. you’ll love it...

Joe:
Well the years was rollin’ by (etc.)...

Mrs. borg:
I’m calling the police!
I did it! they’ll be here...shortly!

Officer butzis:
This is the police...

Mrs. borg:
I’m not joking around anymore

Officer butzis:
We have the garage surrounded
If you give yourself up
We will not harm you
Or hurt you neither

Mrs. borg:
You’ll see them

Officer butzis:
This is the police

Mrs. borg:
There they are, they’re coming!

Officer butzis:
Give yourself up
We will not harm you

Mrs. borg:
Listen to that mess, would you?

Officer butzis:
This is the police
Give yourself up
We have the garage surrounded

Mrs. borg:
Everday this goes on around here!

Officer butzis:
We will not harm you, or maim you
(swat team 4, move in!)

Mrs. borg:
He used cut my grass...
He was very nice boy...
That’s disgusting!!

Central scrutinizer:
This is the central scrutinizer...
That was joe’s first confrontation with the law.
Naturally, we were easy on him.
One of our friendly counselors gave him
A do-nut...and told him to
Stick closer to church-oriented social activities.

Frank

[sgt.null]

Trey Anastasio Band
Trey Anastasio
Flock of Words

A change in your voice, was all that I heard
A quavering breath, a pause in her word.
The shadow that suddenly covered my eyes,
A ripple of water quite smooth otherwise.

1st Chorus
You try to go back and pave over the hole
Where an intake of breath had punctured my soul
Let me know, let me know, I need to know.

A moment of silence, it now seems absurd
That I'd learned so much, from a pause in her word.
Every bird on the wing, leads the others along
Inside your flock of words, something went wrong.

2nd chorus:
I don’t think that I was expecting a lot
I just saw that I’m passed, being one couldn’t fly
Let me go, let me go, I need to go

[I'm Murrin]

(oh no)
Oh lately it's so quiet, in this place.
You're not 'round every corner.
Oh lately it's so quiet in this place.
So darling, if you're not here haunting me,
I'm wondering whose house are you haunting tonight?
Whose sheets you twist, whose face you kiss?
Whose house are you haunting tonight?

I don't think much about you any more.
You're not on every whisper.
I don't think much about you,
But if you're not lurking behind every curtain,
I'm wondering whose house are you haunting tonight?
Whose name you hiss, who's clinching fists?
Whose house are you haunting tonight?

Now whose house are you haunting tonight?
Who can't resist, who's crying
"Whose house are you haunting tonight?"
Whose name you hiss, whose sheets you twist?
Whose house are you haunting tonight?
(oh no)

OK Go ~ Oh lately it's so quiet

[lucimay]

We hit the blue fields
In the blue sedan we didn't get much further
Just as the sun was rising in the mist
We were all alone we didn't need much more

So fast this expidition
So vast this heavy load
With a touch of luck and a sense of need
Seeing the guns and their faces
We look around the open shore
Waiting for something

Shoot high break low
Aim high shoot low
Break high let go
Shoot high aim low

This was to be our last ride
With the steel guitar and the love you give me
Underneath the skin a feeling, a breakdown
Well we sat for hours on the crimson sand

Exchanges in the currency of humans bought and sold
And the leaders seem to lose control

Shall we lose ourselves for a reason
Shall we burn ourselves for the answer
Have we found the place that we're looking for
Someone shouted "open the door"
Lookout

Shoot high break low
Aim high shoot low
Feeling of imagination
Break high let go
Shoot high aim low

Shoot high aim low
Nothing you can say
Shoot high let go
Takes me by surprise

Shoot high aim low
Who says's there's got to be a reason
Shoot high let go
Who says there's got to be an answer

We were all alone, we didn't need much more
Shoot high aim low
The sun's so hard on this endless highway
Shoot high let go
Shoot high aim low
I've heard the singers, who sing of love
Shoot high let go
In the blue sedan we never got much further
Shoot high aim low

Yes-Big Generator-Shoot High, Aim Low

[Esmer]

City of Love


Once bitten twice shy
No - No regrets at all
Justice - Body smooth take over
Good girls they work the city
Good guys they spike you hard
How they jive ad jingle
When you're in their backyard
Street corner wonder lust
Beckoning the good guy
Take this get that
Have a good time
He young and tactile
He ready for anything that is
How they jive and jingle
They've read the book that gives

We'll be waiting for the night
We'll be waiting for the night to come
We'll be waiting for the night
We'll be waiting for the night to come

Supervise this good treatment
Alternative line by line
So the street guys so observant
Take him for a ride
Have a good time
Like a legend the man he sharp
His woman gladly watching
As he strides out of the dark
Better be quick get away

We'll be waiting for the night
We'll be waiting for the night to come
We'll be waiting for the night
We'll be waiting for the night to come

Good timing has its good price
One trick and you're stuck with the dice
How they jive and jingle
When you're their sacrifice
Fast as lightning
Go - Go get high - He's looking good
Once bitten twice shy
No woman no cry
No woman don't cry

We'll be waiting for the night
We'll be waiting for the night to come

[lucimay]

I. Cord Of Life
A man conceived a moment's answers to the dream,
Staying the flowers daily, sensing all the themes.
As a foundation left to create the spiral aim,
A movement regained and regarded both the same,
All complete in the sight of seeds of life with you.
Changed only for a sight of sound, the space agreed.
Between the picture of time behind the face of need,
Coming quickly to terms of all expression laid,
Emotion revealed as the ocean maid,
All complete in the sight of seeds of life with you.
Turn round tailor, Coins and
Assaulting all the mornings of the Crosses
Interest shown, Never know
Presenting one another to the cord, Their fruitless worth;
All left dying, rediscovered Cords are broken,
Of the door that turned round, Locked inside
To close the cover, the mother earth.
All the interest shown, They won't
To turn one another, to the sign Hide, hold, they won't
At the time Tell you, watching the world,
To float your climb. Watching all of the world,
Watching us go by.
And you and I climb over the sea to the valley,
And you and I reached out for reasons to call.
II. Eclipse
Coming quickly to terms of all expression laid,
Emotion revealed as the ocean maid,
As a movement regained and regarded both the same,
All complete in the side of seeds of life with you.
III. The Preacher the Teacher
Sad preacher nailed upon the coloured door of time;
Insane teacher be there reminded of the rhyme.
There'll be no mutant enemy we shall certify;
Political ends, as sad remains, will die.
Reach out as forward tastes begin to enter you.
Ooh, ooh.
I listened hard but could not see
Life tempo change out and inside me.
The preacher trained in all to lose his name;
The teacher travels, asking to be shown the same.
In the end, we'll agree, we'll accept, we'll immortalise
That the truth of the man maturing in his eyes,
All complete in the sight of seeds of life with you.
Coming quickly to terms of all expression laid,
As a moment regained and regarded both the same,
Emotion revealed as the ocean maid,
A clearer future, morning, evening, nights with you.
IV. Apocalypse
And you and I climb, crossing the shapes of the morning.
And you and I reach over the sun for the river.
And you and I climb, clearer, towards the movement.
And you and I called over valleys of endless seas.

Yes-Close to the Edge-And You and I

[firelion]

SEEMS I'VE GOT TO HAVE A CHANGE OF SCENE
CAUSE EVERYNIGHT I HAVE THE STRANGEST DREAMS
INPRISONED BY THE WAY IT COULD HAVE BEEN
LEFT HERE ON MY OWN OR SO IT SEEMS
I'VE GOT TO LEAVE BEFORE I START TO SCREAM
SOMEONE LOCKED THE DOOR AND TURNED THE KEY
FEELING ALRIGHT
IM NOT FEELING GOOD MYSELF
FEELING ALRIGHT
I DON'T HAVE TO FEEL ALRIGHT
I'M FEELING GOOD MYSELF
BOY YOU SURE TOOK ME FOR A RIDE
AND EVEN NOW I SIT AND WONDER WHY
THAT WHEN I THINK OF YOU I STOP MYSELF FRON CRYING
I JUST CAN'T WAIST MY TIME
I MUST KEEP TRYIN

IV'E GOT TO STOP BELIEVING ALL YOUR LIES
CAUSE THERE'S TO MUCH TO DO BEFORE I DIE


CHORUS

DON'T YOU GET TO LOST IN ALL I SAY
BUT AT THE TIME YOU KNOW
I REALLY FELT THAT WAY
BUT THAT WAS THEN AND NOW YOU KNOW ITS TODAY
LORD I CAN'T ESCAPE I GUESS I'M HERE TO STAY
TILL SOMEONE COMES ALONG TO TAKE MY PLACE
WITH A DIFFERENT NAME AND A DIFFERENT FACE


CHORUS

Feelin Alright Written by Dave Mason

[lucimay]

Only A Dream In Rio

More than a distant land over a shining sea.
More than the steaming green. More than the shining eyes.
Well they tell me it's only a dream in Rio.
Nothing could be as sweet as it seems on this very first day down.
They remind me, "Son, have you so soon forgotten?”
Often as not it's rotten inside and the mask soon slips away.
Strange taste of a tropical fruit, romantic language of the Portuguese.
Melody on a wooden flute, samba floating in the summer breeze.

It's all right, you can stay asleep, you can close your eyes,
you can trust the people of paradise to call your keeper and tender your good-byes.

Oh, what a night, wonderful one in a million frozen fire Brazilian stars.
Oh, holy southern cross, later on take me way downtown in a tin can.
Can't come down from the bandstand, I'm never thrown for such a loss when they say:
Quando a nossa mae acordar, andareimoz au sol.
Quando a nossa mae acordar, cantara' pelos sertao.
Quando a nossa mea acordar, todos os filios saberao.
Todos os filios saberao, e regozilarao.

Caught in the rays of the rising sun on the run from the soldier's gun.
Shouting out loud from the angry crowd, the mild the wild and the hungry child.
I'll tell you there's more than a dream in Rio.
I was there on the very day and my heart came back alive.
There was more, more than the singing voices,
more than the upturned faces and more than the shining eyes.

But it's more than the shining eye, more than the steaming green,
more than the hidden hills, more than the concrete Christ,
more than a distant land over a shining sea,
more than a hungry child, more like another time.
Born of a million years, more than a million years

James Taylor-That's Why I'm Here--Only a Dream in Rio

[The Laughing Man]

• Ghost in the Shell: Inner Universe
  
  • Lyrics: Origa/Shanti Snyder
    Music: Yoko Kanno
    Vocals: Origa
    Treble: Benedict Delmaestro (The London Oratory School Schola)
    
    Romaji Lyrics
    
    Angely i demony kruzhili nado mnoj
    Rassekali ternii i mlechnye puti
    Ne znaet schast'ya tol'ko tot,
    Kto ego zova ponyat' ne smog...
    
    Mana du Vortes, Mana du Vortes,
    Aeria Gloris, Aeria Gloris.
    Mana du Vortes, Mana du Vortes,
    Aeria Gloris, Aeria Gloris
    
    I am Calling Calling now, Spirits rise and falling
    Soboj ostat'sya dol'she...
    Calling Calling, in the depth of longing
    Soboj ostat'sya dol'she...
    
    Mana du Vortes, Mana du Vortes,
    Aeria Gloris, Aeria Gloris.
    Mana du Vortes, Mana du Vortes,
    Aeria Gloris, Aeria Gloris
    
    Stand alone... Where was life when it had a meaning...
    Stand alone... Nothing's real anymore and...
    
    ...Beskonechnyj beg...
    Poka zhiva ya mogu starat'sya na letu ne upast',
    Ne razuchit'sya mechtat'...lyubit'...
    ...Beskonechnyj beg...
    
    Calling Calling, For the place of knowing
    There's more than what can be linked
    Calling Calling, Never will I look away
    For what life has left for me
    Yearning Yearning, for what's left of loving
    
    Soboj ostat'sya dol'she...
    Calling Calling now, Spirits rise and falling
    Soboj ostat'sya dol'she...
    Calling Calling, in the depth of longing
    Soboj ostat'sya dol'she...
    
    Mana du Vortes, Mana du Vortes,
    Aeria Gloris, Aeria Gloris.
    Mana du Vortes, Mana du Vortes,
    Aeria Gloris, Aeria Gloris

• • English Translation
    
    Angels and demons were circling above me
    Swishing through the hardships and milky ways
    The only one who doesn't know happiness
    Is the one who couldn't understand its call
    
    The Flow can catch you, The Flow can catch you
    Flying in Glory, Flying in Glory
    The Flow can catch you, The Flow can catch you
    Flying in Glory, Flying in Glory
    
    I am Calling Calling now, Spirits rise and falling
    To stay myself longer...
    Calling Calling, in the depth of longing
    To stay myself longer...
    
    The Flow can catch you, The Flow can catch you
    Flying in Glory, Flying in Glory
    The Flow can catch you, The Flow can catch you
    Flying in Glory, Flying in Glory
    
    Stand alone... Where was life when it had a meaning...
    Stand alone... Nothing's real anymore and...
    
    ...Endless run...
    While I'm alive, I can try not to fall while flying,
    Not to forget how to dream... how to love
    ...Endless run...
    
    Calling Calling, For the place of knowing
    There's more than what can be linked
    Calling Calling, Never will I look away
    For what life has left for me
    Yearning Yearning, for what's left of loving
    
    To stay myself longer...
    Calling Calling now, Spirits rise and falling
    To stay myself longer...
    Calling Calling, in the depth of longing
    To stay myself longer...
    
    The Flow can catch you, The Flow can catch you
    Flying in Glory, Flying in Glory
    The Flow can catch you, The Flow can catch you
    Flying in Glory, Flying in Glory

[The Laughing Man]

Ghost in the Shell (Innocence)

Follow Me

Music by Kenji Kawai
Performed by Kimiko Itoh


Follow me to a land across the shining sea
Waiting beyond the world we have known
Beyond the world the dream could be
And the joy we have tasted

Follow me along the road that only love can see
Rising above the fun years of the night
Into the light beyond the tears
And all the years we have wasted

*Follow me to a distand land this mountain high
Where all the music that we always kept inside will fill the sky
Singing in the silent swerve a heart is free
While the world goes on running and turning
Turning and falling

*repeat

[danlo]

Dawn of light lying between a silence and sold sources,
Chased amid fusions of wonder, in moments hardly seen forgotten,
Coloured in pastures of chance dancing leaves cast spells of challenge,
Amused but real in thought, we fled from the sea whole.
Dawn of thought transfered through moments of days undersearching earth
Revealing corridors of time provoking memories, disjointed but with purpose,
Craving penetrations offer links with the self instructors sharp
And tender love as we took to the air, a picture of distance.
Dawn of our power we amuse redescending as fast as misused
Expression, as only to teach love as to reveal passion chasing
Late into corners, and we danced from the ocean.
Dawn of love sent within us colours of awakening among the many
Won't to follow, only tunes of a different age.
As the links span our endless caresses for the freedom of life everlasting.


Talk to the sunlight caller
Soft summer mover distance mine.


Called out a tune but I never saw the face
Heard but not replaced
I ventured to talk, but I never lost my place
Cast out a spell rendered for the light of day
Lost in lights array
I ventured to see, as the sound began to play


What happened to this song we once knew so well
Signed promise for moments caught within the spell
I must have waited all my life for this
Moment moment


The future poised with the splendour just begun
The light we were as one
And crowded through the curtains of liquid into sun

And for a moment when our world had filled the skies
Magic turned our eyes
To feast on the treasure set for our strange device

What happened to wonders we once knew so well
Did we forget what happened surely we can tell
We must have waited all our lives for this
Moment moment moment


Starlight, movement, reasons
Release forward
Tallest rainbow
Sun shower seasons
Life flower reasons


They move fast, they tell me,
But I just can't believe that I can feel it
There's someone to tell you,
Amid the challenge we look around in unison with you


Getting over overhanging trees
Let them rape the forest
Thoughts would send our fusion
Clearly to be home


Getting over wars we do not mean
Or so it seems so clearly
Sheltered with our passion
Clearly to be home
They move fast, they tell me,
But I just can't believe they really mean to
There's someone, to tell you,
And I just can't believe our song will leave you
Skyline teacher
Warland seeker
Send out poison
Cast iron leader


And through the rhythm of moving slowly
Sent through the rhythm work out the story
Move over glory to sons of old fighters past.
Young christians see it from the beginning
Old people feel it, that's what they're saying.
Move over glory to sons of old fighters past.


They move fast, they tell me,
But I just can't believe they really mean to.
There's someone, to tell you
A course towards a universal season.


Getting over overhanging trees
Let them rape the forest
They might stand and leave them
Clearly to be home
Getting over wars we do not mean
We charm the movement suffers
Call out all our memories
Clearly to be home


We've moved fast
We need love
A part we offer is our only freedom


What happened to this song we once knew so well
Signed promise for moments caught within the spell
We must have waited all our lives for this
Moment moment


Past present movers moments we'll process the future, but only through him we know, send flowered rainbows
Apiece apart chased flowers of the dark and lights of songs to follow and show all we feel for and know of
Cast round
You seekers of the truth accepting that reason will relive and breath and hope and chase and love
For you and you and you.

The Revealing Science of God-Yes off Tales from Topographic Oceans

[lucimay]

i so hate to break up this lovely party with these more "base" lyrics but...

My friends feel it's their appointed duty
They keep trying to tell me all you want to do is use me
But my answer yeah to all that use me stuff
Is I-yi-yi wanna spread the news
that if it feels this good getting used
Oh you just keep on using me
until you use me up
Until you use me up

My brother sat me right down and he talked to me
He told me that I ought not to let you just walk on me
And I'm sure he meant well yeah but when our talk was through
I said buh-rother if you only knew you'd wish that you were in my shoes
Oh, you just keep on using me until you use me up
Until you use me up

Oh sometimes yeah it's true you really do abuse me
You get me in a crowd of high class people
and then you act real rude to me
But oh baby baby baby baby when you love me I can't get enough
and I wanna spread the news that if it feels this good getting used
Oh you just keep on using me until you use me up
Until you use me up

Talking about you using me but it all depends on what you do
It ain't too bad the way you're using me
Cause I sure am using you to do the things you do
Ah ha to do the things you do

Bill Withers--Use Me

[The Laughing Man]

hurt - Johnny Cash

I hurt myself today to see if I still feel
I focus on the pain the only thing that's real
the needle tears a hole the old familiar sting
try to kill it all away but I remember everything
what have I become? my sweetest friend
everyone I know goes away in the end

you could have it all my empire of dirt
I will let you down I will make you hurt

I wear my crown of thorns on my liar's chair
full of broken thoughts I cannot repair
beneath the stain of time the feeling disappears
you are someone else I am still right here
what have I become? my sweetest friend
everyone I know goes away in the end

you could have it all my empire of dirt
I will let you down I will make you hurt

If I could start again a million miles away

I would keep myself I would find a way