The Barbarian
(Bartok/Emerson/Lake/Palmer)
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Take A Pebble
(Lake)
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.
Pictures At An Exibition: I. Promenade
(Mussorgsky)
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Pictures At An Exibition: II. The Gnome
(Mussorgsky, Palmer)
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Pictures At An Exibition: III. Promenade
(Mussorgsky, Lake)
Lead me from tortured dreams
Childhood themes of nights alone.
Wipe away endless years,
childhood tears as dry as stone.
From seeds of confusion,
illusions dark blossoms have grown.
Even now in furrows of sorrow
the dance still is sung.
My life's course is guided
decided by limits drawn
on charts of my past ways
and pathways since I was born.
Pictures At An Exibition: IV. The Sage
(Lake)
I carry the dust of a journey
that cannot be shaken away
It lives deep within me
for I breathed it every day
You and I are yesterday's answers
the earth of the past come to flesh
Eroded by time's rivers
to the shapes we now possess
Come share of my breath and my substance
and mingle our streams and our times
In bright infinite moments
our reasons are lost in our eyes
Pictures At An Exibition: V. The Old Castle
(Mussorgsky, Emerson)
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Pictures At An Exibition: VI. Blues Variation
(Emerson, Lake, Palmer)
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Pictures At An Exibition: VII. Promenade
(Mussorgsky)
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Pictures At An Exibition: VIII. The Hut Of Baba Yaga
(Mussorgsky)
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Pictures At An Exibition: IX. The Curse Of Baba Yaga
(Emerson, Lake, Palmer)
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Pictures At An Exibition: X. The Hut Of Baba Yaga
(Mussorgsky)
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Pictures At An Exibition: XI. The Great Gates Of Kiev
(Mussorgsky, Lake)
Come forth, from love's spire
Born in life's fire,
Born in life's fire.
Come forth, from love's spire
In the burning, all are [of our] yearning,
for life to be.
And in pain there will [must] be gain,
New Life!
Stirring in, salty streams
And dark hidden seams
Where the fossil sun gleams.
They were, sent from [to] the gates
Ride the tides of fate
Ride the tides of fate.
They were, sent from [to] the gates,
In the burning all are [of our] yearning,
For life to be.
There's no end to my life,
No beginning to my death:
Death is life.
Rondo
(Brubeck)
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Nutrocker
(Kim Fowley arr. Emerson, Lake, Palmer)
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