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In The World Tonight
04:22
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Somewhere in the world tonight
While everyone’s asleep
Pictures in my head
I’m trapped in a memory.
Was it only love for sale?
Lying on his bed of nails
How I long to just give into the feeling.
Chorus:
That everything is fine
Everything is beautiful
Oh everything’s fine
Everything is wonderful.
And everything’s right
In the world tonight
Everything’s right
In the world tonight
Waiting for the rain to fall
Please open up the sky
I swear to God this night
Is lasting forever.
I’ve seen every video
So I listen to the radio
Voices in the dark
That talk about heaven.
(chorus)
Look at all the rain
Just look at the rain come down
Washing the stains
Washing them underground.
I should leave the T.V. on
So I can hear it all night long
Maybe I’ll wake up inside
An old movie.
(chorus)
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Shiny and dazed, in a box on a lake
Writhing it’s head, what a sound dying makes.
The cry shatters and blackens the sky
In the dark water grave.
I still can remember
I still feel a trace
Poor dancing snake in a box on a lake.
Calling, calling,
Won’t you stay with me?
Warm showers of blessing
Straight down from above
Leaned back his head, singing “I Surrender All.”
There’s no bleeding, don’t be afraid
Tonight mercy drops fall
Won’t you stay with me ?
Way up on the road
Up on the other side
Way up on the road
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3. |
Kitchen Wall
04:01
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I did not grow up among paintings
There were calendars on the kitchen wall
And a portrait of poor Jesus, Jesus.
I did not grow up among paintings
There were calendars on the kitchen wall
And a portrait of Stan Musial, Musial.
I did not grow up among paintings
There were calendars on the kitchen wall
And a portrait of Lee Harvey Oswald.
I did not grow up among paintings
There were calendars on the kitchen wall
And a portrait of Gethsemane,
Musial, Jesus.
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4. |
Danse Macabre
04:40
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Out in the night is a carnival
An empty stage that waits for you
Now the house lights are falling
The curtain’s drawing
Don’t be afraid of the sad melody.
Join in the dance, Danse Macabre
Won’t you just dance, Danse Macabre?
There in the wings is a harlequin
He calls to you.
Step right up, lovely ballerina
Join in the dance, Danse Macabre
Won’t you just dance, Danse Macabre?
And the dance never stops
You’re spinning around and around…
There’s a man coming down the middle of the street.
When he says dance you must dance
When he says die you must die.
Oh there’s a man who’s coming down the middle
Oh there’s a man who’s coming down the middle
When he says dance you must dance
When he says die you can’t help it.
Join in the dance, Danse Macabre…
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Armadillo Blue
02:44
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Slow down, your heart is feeling
An old sound echoing still
So loud, shatters the chill of the moonlight.
A faint voice cries inside you
And is waiting.
Hold on, your eyes are dreaming
An old film, you know it well
So bright, red are the lips of the blue night.
A caged dove flies inside you
And your sad eyes.
And in the late night
Your heart is beating a strange sound
And sometimes,
Sometimes a woman just lays down.
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6. |
The Santa Barbara Affair
03:38
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Socially, I should be living in Santa Barbara
Politically, it’s like a movie set in old Havana.
Up where the cards are carefully played
Out where a president can ride the range.
Luckily, I have connections in Santa Barbara
The slightest breeze becomes a hurricane in Nicaragua.
Yacht clubs, bribes and spy rings
It’s always the same thing.
I want what he wants what they want
What nobody has.
Living on the ocean you can feel the motion
The boat is in the water.
Gonna be in Santa Barbara tonight
The boat is in the water
Gonna meet you in the harbor.
Santa Barbara is such a secret
‘Cause I want what he wants what they want
What nobody has.
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7. |
Katmandu
04:07
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Katmandu, in your mystery lie sleeping
Are those Oriental eyes still soft
With the light of love?
Katmandu, are those dark eyes now weeping
For a promise we made and swore
By the stars above ?
The East is East
The West is West
That’s what they say
And the two shall never meet.
If this is true, then the price I must pay
For I laid my heart at her feet.
Katmandu, there are chains that bind me
What can I do?
Hold her close to your heart
And tell her of my love
Katmandu
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8. |
In My Dream
05:19
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In my room I dream I'm falling
And there’s nowhere to fall
Other times I’m flying, flying
Where the angels fear to roam.
Running away, take me far as you go
Where do I, where do you come from?
Who am I in disguise?
What am I when the sun goes flying by?
Follow me to Babylon
Hear the flower drum song
Running away, take me far as you go.
Think of it now, it’s hard to forget
There’s no escape, it’s not over yet.
Afraid of the night, of falling asleep
I wait for the light to be shining on me.
All we see or seem is a dream within a dream
All we know is known in a circle made of stone.
In my dream…
I see love shine in a dream in between
In the sea.
All we see or seem is a dream within a dream
All we know is known in a circle made of stone.
It’s a dream I can see now
It’s a dream in the heart felt shrine
It’s a dream I can see now
It’s a dream in the heart felt shrine.
A flying trapeze
And I fall on my knees
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9. |
After The Rose
04:10
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In the midnight falling
I can hear you calling
In the dreamy starlight
I can feel you all right
All night.
After the rose
After it goes away
After the rose
After it blew away.
I’ll be waiting somewhere
I’ll be wanting you there
Frozen moment in time
In this warm night you’re mine
You’re mine.
After the rose
After it goes away
After the rose
After it blows away
Something lives on.
Something you can’t explain
After the rose
There will be love again
In the warm night.
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10. |
Deep Dark Hole
03:03
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Under Western skies, looking down below
Where the desert lies and the Gilas roam
Would you like to rise where the river flows
To another life with another soul?
How would you like to go to sleep at night
And wake up inside someone else?
In a field late in the night
While the moon was beamin’ red
There were hearts on a rope and
Their fingers groped
And tightened down my head.
And the bees that were born of a dream
In the swarm of the womb with a million brains
Fell away from the sky with a bleating cry
And the next thing I remember was drinking from a river.
Down in the tropical regions
I was down in the danger zone
Down down down down
Down to the pleasure dome
Those Western eyes.
Where the river flows under the desert skies
Time to move along down the dusty trail
Through an open door, look behind the veil
Would you like to rise from an empty tomb
Like a shooting star from a mother’s womb?
We fell down in a deep dark hole
Where the heat don’t rise and the dream grows cold
I was in the middle of a novel when I came.
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11. |
Estas Nur Mi
05:32
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Via koro mi songis
Kaj jam delonge kune
Lango, lip, spirito
Ili bleki
(Your heart, my dream
Are together a long time
Tongue, lips, spirit
They cry for you)
Estas nur mi, estas nur mi
It’s only me, it’s only me
Pluvas negos vespere
Dancado plej bele
Kia bela bruo gi
Fallas sur vi
(It is raining, turning to snow this evening
Dancing most beautifully
What a lovely noise
It falls on you)
Estas nur mi, estas nur mi
It’s only me, it’s only me
No estas eble nei
Amo por vi
(It is impossible to deny love
For you)
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Paul Roessler, Kevin Tyler Preston, Cherish Alexander, Jason Michael Levi, Deb Venom, Marcus Watkins.
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