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Just take a pebble and cast it to the sea, Then watch the ripples that unfold into me, My face spill so gently into your eyes, Disturbing the waters of our lives. Shread of our memories are lying on your grass; Wounded words of laughter are graveyards of the past. Photographs are grey and torn, scattered in your fields Letters of your mem'ries are not real. Sadness on your shoulders like a wornout overcoat In pockets creased and tattered hang the rags of your hope. The daybreak is your midnight; the colours have all died. Disturbing the waters of our lives, of our lives, of our lives, lives, lives, lives... Of our lives.Talkin' Bout
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--- instrumental ---Tarkus: Stones Of Years
Has the dawn ever seen your eyes? Have the days made you so unwise? Realize, you are. Had you talked to the winds of time, Then you'd know how the water rhyme, Taste of wine, How can you know where you've been? In time you'll see the sign And realize your sin. Will you know how the seed is sown? All your time has been overgrown, Never known. Have you walked on the stones of years? When you speak, is it you that hears? Are your ears full? You can't hear anything at all.Tarkus: Iconoclast
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The preacher said a prayer. Save ev'ry single hair on his head. He's dead. The minister of hate had just arrived to be spared. Who cared? The weaver in the web that he made! The pilgrim wandered in, Commiting ev'ry sin that he could So good... The cardinal of grief was set in his belief he'd saved From the grave The weaver in the web that he made! The high priest took a blade To bless the ones that prayed, And all obeyed. The messenger of fear is slowly growing, nearer to the time, A sign. The weaver in the web that he made! A bishops rings a bell, A cloak of darkness fell across the ground Without a sound! The silent choir sing and in their silence, Bring jaded sound, harmonic ground. The weaver in the web that he made!Tarkus: Manticore
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Clear the battlefield and let me see All the profit from our victory. You talk of freedom, starving children poor. Are you deaf when you hear the season's call? Were you there to watch the earth be scorched? Did you stand beside the spectral torch? Know the leaves of sorrow turned their face, Scattered on the ashes of disgrace. Ev'ry blade is sharp; the arrows fly Where the victims of your armies lie, Where the bladed of brass and arrows rein Then there will be very little sorrow, Very little pain.Tarkus: Aquatarkus
--- instrumental ---Taste Of My Love
***Thin Line
***The Three Fates
--- instrumental ---Tiger In A Spotlight
***A Time And A Place
There is a place, a time and a space Just no one can trace, that non one can trace. Somewhere a hill, where things are still rain water spill, just rain water spill. Sleep in a dream of butter milk cream You dance on a beam, dancing on a beam. Save me from this shallow land, take me out of temper's hand Drag me from the burning sand, show me those that understand. Save me from this shallow land, take me out of temper's hand Drag me from the burning sand, show me those that understand. Rest in shade, no sound his made, Where silence is played, sound of silence played.Toccata (An Adaptation of Ginastera's 1st Piano Concerto, 4th Movement)
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Man in the street nowhere to sleep No time for nothing no Patek Phillipe Pedal to the metal Blow by Blow You're runnin' with the devil it's touch and go They're leaving you nothing and nowhere to go Just put you in the corner like an old banjo The strings are breakin' but you can't say no You're runnin' with the devil it's touch and go Systematic one man show You're caught up in the middle where the four winds blow No salvation 20 below You're runnin' with the devil it's touch and go All systems go friend or foe It's all dependin' on the dice you throw Come without a warning like a U.F.O. You're runnin' with the devil it's touch and go You see this woman on a T.V. show She's drippin' in diamonds from head to toe They make you believe it's the status quo You're runnin' with the devil it's touch and go All systems go friend or foe It's all dependin' on the dice you throw Come without a warning like a U.F.O. You're runnin' with the devil it's touch and goTrilogy
I've tried to mend The love that ended Long ago although we still pretend Our love is surely coming to an end Don't waste the time you've got to love again We tried to lie But you and I Know better than to let each other lie The thought of lying to you makes me cry Counting up the time that's passed us by I've sent this letter hoping it will reach your hand And if it does I hope that you will understand That I must leave in a while And though I smile You know the smile is only there to hide What I'm really feeling deep inside Just a face where I can hang my pride Goodbye... Goodbye... We'll talk of places that we went And times that we have spent Together penniless and free You'll see the day another way And they could put the sunshine for a nighttime where you lay You're love began I don't know when But if you do I know that you'll be happy in the endTwo Part Invention In D Minor
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