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Riddles from a Blue Room
04:06
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Here’s one for the sailor boy,
who’s stranded on the shore,
for the wayfarer, the wanderer,
returning to your door.
Here’s one for the broken heart,
that seemed beyond repair.
what sound does the snow make,
as it dances through the air?
Here’s one for the shadows,
we cast upon the ground,
for the lazy way we danced all day,
when we discovered sound.
Here’s one for the rock ‘n roll,
the boys behind the beat.
what sound do the wings make,
as they grow upon our feet?
Chorus
Bring your favorite fantasy,
the thing that scares you most.
Bring your creatures great and small,
your very special ghost.
We’ll be dancing madly,
let the music set us free.
What song does the moon sing,
as he plays upon the sea?
Here’s one for the sunlight,
that flashes on the blade,
for the door that’s ever open,
the bed that’s never made.
Here’s one for the bully boys,
the beaten and the blind,
can you hear the lightening,
as it crackles through your mind?
Who will see the innocence,
when silence goes on trial?
Who will feel the power,
and the beauty of your smile?
Who will hear the meadow sing,
to welcome back the rain?
What song does the earth sing,
when the sun returns again?
Repeat chorus
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Bodmin Moor
03:35
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On Bodmin Moor in the month of May,
at rest beneath a tree,
the whitest stallion in all the earth,
came dancing along to me.
“I am your child so lately born,
that you’ve not chanced to see.
I’ve come to you on Bodmin Moor,
oh father welcome me.”
“Oh I have welcome in my heart,
but first tell me your name.
That I may wish your mother well,
and hope she feels the same.”
“My name is the very wind,
that blew you to this moor.
I bear the song of every child,
that ever passed before.”
“Oh child with tongue already free,
to rove the morning sky,
go from me now upon this moor,
and leave me your disguise.”
The horse flew ten times round the moon,
and drank it’s silver light.
Then galloped off into the sun,
and disappeared from sight.
We were born to be this free,
to dance away our chains.
In love and trust,
dance of the dust,
til only truth remains.
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Song of the Snow
02:57
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Song of the snows,
gone from the mountain,
down through the wild,
to the wonderful sea.
Song of the one who leaves no reflection,
only the light of a man who is free.
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Ounce of Truth
04:15
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Along the lanes from mortalbridge,
one sun-bright madness day,
I met the strangest company,
that ever chanced my way.
One he was the smallest man,
that I had ever seen.
The other had a piece of sky,
where once his face had been.
“Good day, good day,”
they greated me,
and cried with one accord.
“Be so good to come with us,
on this day of our lord.
And if your eyes see two fellows,
I swear I am but one.
This dancing doll,
he wears my face,
to save me from the sun.”
“Oh sir, you look a sporting gent,
we’ll play a game of chance.
I’ll wager that you cannot beat
this fellow in the dance.”
So being nimble footed,
and of a dancing size,
I said “I’ll take your wager boys,
and you can name the prize.”
They took me deep into the town,
to a house of ill-repute.
Where the dancing doll,
he danced all night,
while faceless played the flute.
He danced upon the tables,
and he danced upon the walls,
til I so weary watching there,
I couldn’t dance at all.
“Oh no, good faceless man,” I said,
“This game I cannot stay.
I go to collect my father’s gold,
upon this very day.”
“Oh no,” they said “this cannot be,
the prize, it’s in your head.”
Now he is me and I am him,
and he goes in my stead.
All you well born travelers,
who go from place to place,
can you trust a dancing man,
with another fellow’s face?
And all you well born travelers,
that go the road along,
it doesn’t take an ounce of truth,
to sing a truthful song.
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Strong My Roots
05:43
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Strong, strong my roots,
deep into the ground.
Strong, strong my wings,
way beyond the sky.
Strong, strong my roots,
deep into the ground.
Strong, strong my wings,
way beyond the sky.
Chorus
Freedom, freedom love,
freedom, freedom life.
Freedom, freedom love,
freedom, freedom life.
Strong, strong my light,
from the flame of birth.
Strong, strong my heart,
drumbeat of the earth.
Freedom, freedom love,
freedom, freedom life.
Freedom, freedom love,
freedom, freedom life.
Sing, Iv’e got to sing
til I can sing no more.
Let the rhythm of creation,
bring that music to my door.
Freedom, freedom love,
freedom, freedom life.
Freedom, freedom love,
freedom, freedom life.
Strong, strong my roots,
deep into the ground.
Strong, strong my wings,
way beyond the sky.
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Trust in Love
02:30
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The beauty of a song
Can melt the hardest, heavy heart.
That wants to tell you everything,
but don’t know where to start.
I’ve stood before your open door.
My dancer and my pride.
Tonight I’d dance into this wind,
to be there by your side.
They say we’re mostly water,
I reckon that it’s true.
For if we are mostly water,
I’m flowing home to you.
A day can seem a year or more,
when distances divide.
I’ll turn my feet back to the way
that leads there to your side.
Chorus
To trust that every springtime,
the sun returns anew,
To trust the beauty on this earth,
that keeps on shining through,
To trust the changes in the sky,
the promise and the rain;
To trust the beating of this heart,
to trust in love again.
The beauty of a song
can melt the hardest, heavy heart,
he wants to tell you everything,
before he falls apart.
I’ve stood before your open door,
my singer and my pride.
I’d cast a song into this wind,
to be there by your side
Repeat chorus
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7. |
Gatherers of Light
04:17
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In the stillness beyond the heartbeat,
where the moonlight meets the sun.
In that silence where we dance alone,
with our beloved one.
Chorus
We are gatherers of light,
travelers in this life.
We are gatherers of light,
and we’re dancing home.
Be the gentle rolling river,
be the ocean wild and deep,
many dangers, many changes,
as we’re waking from this sleep.
Repeat Chorus
Can you reach to that horizon,
where the clouds dance with the land?
Can you write upon the water,
catch the shadows in your hand?
Repeat Chorus
In the stillness beyond the heartbeat,
where the moonlight meets the sun.
In that silence where we dance alone,
with our beloved one.
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Postcard
04:16
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I would like to write a postcard to a friend,
saying how’re you doing,
hope your feeling better.
But I can’t,
this old spaceship just won’t mend.
And I can’t even write myself a letter.
I would like to say the earth is looking good tonight,
and I can’t see a sign of stormy weather.
But I can’t,
this old space suit’s fitted much too tight,
and the storm lashed my fingers close together.
I’ll get up and take the captain for a walk,
he’s so tired now,
he’s lost the will to even talk.
I’ll get up and take another look into the sky.
There just might be some travelers going up this high.
Chorus
Me oh my,
seems a long way from my dying.
Me oh my,
seems a long way from my birth.
Me oh my,
seems a long way up to heaven.
In the sky,
such a long way from the earth.
I would like to say I brought along some toys,
a suitcase full of special things,
for Martian girls and boys.
But I can’t,
this old spacehat‘s made of steel,
and I never figured out the way,
that anyone should feel.
I’ll get up and check the ice upon my wings.
We’re so weary now,
we only talk of cabbages and kings.
I’ll get up and take another look into your eyes.
There just might be a place to land,
beyond these crowded skies.
Repeat chorus
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One breath,
breath of eternity.
One song becomes a symphony,
of hearts meeting in harmony,
with you, blessed one.
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10. |
Feast of Magic
03:10
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Beyond the state of mind,
oh have you heard,
the heart flies open wide,
without a word.
Beyond the things we do, all that we’ve done,
the feast of magic has now begun.
Beyond the jungle jive,
the ways to feel,
beyond the slip and sliding from the wheel,
beyond the news, the blues,
all that we fear,
the feast of magic is always here.
Chorus
Come, come hear the music,
see how we spin.
Come, come catch the rhythm,
let your dance, let your dance begin.
The song of all and all came in my door,
it seemed an easy thing,
a natural law.
Then thru the valleys deep,
the mountains wide,
the feast of magic has never died.
Repeat chorus
Up on the empty stage,
I sang my song.
They say we come of age,
they could be wrong.
Why try to understand the song we sing,
when the feast of magic is everything
Repeat Chorus
Beyond the state of mind,
oh have you heard,
the heart flies open wide,
without a word.
Beyond the things we do, all that we’ve done,
the feast of magic has now begun.
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Still Small Voice
03:58
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There is a still small voice,
that is forever here.
It is the still small voice of the heart.
There is a still small voice,
that is forever clear.
It is the still small voice of the heart.
It’ just a whisper,
but when you hear it,
it will soon become your song.
It’s just a whisper,
but when you listen,
you can feel it growing strong.
Chorus
Still small voice, still small voice,
still small voice of the heart.
Still small voice, still small voice,
still small voice of the heart.
Above the city noise,
I listened without fear,
to that still small voice of the heart.
The city life,
I wonder if they hear,
the still small voice of the heart.
It’s just a whisper,
but when you hear it.
it will soon become your song.
It’s just a whisper,
but when you listen,
you can feel it growing strong.
Repeat chorus
There is a still small voice,
that comes from deep inside.
Still small voice of the heart.
This still small voice,
I can no longer hide,
still small voice of the heart.
It’s just a whisper,
but when you hear it,
it will soon become your song.
It’s just a whisper,
but when you listen,
you can feel it growing strong.
Repeat chorus
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Little Piece of Land
02:08
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We fight for what we think is true,
for God and the kingdom come.
We march behind that waiving flag,
the beating of the drum.
We fight because of borders,
and that little piece of land.
They pressed us into uniforms.
We learned the games of war.
But were we quite prepared for what we did
and what we saw?
There’s mud and twisted metal
where the forest used to stand.
Just burgers and the barbed wire
on this little piece of land.
The drone of heavy engines,
the echo of a scream,
this talk of liberation,
was it nothing but a dream?
One man’s idea of freedom,
was it really what you planned?
From the frying pan to the fire,
on this little piece of land.
There must be good men fighting,
in the colors of the brute.
For I know there’s monsters hidden,
in the lining of a suit.
And who’ll be the most respected,
when the city meets the sand?
The henchman or the heroes
of this little piece of land?
I’m fighting you tonight
because I’m scared of what I feel.
I’m fighting you tonight
because I’m scared of what is real.
I opened up my heart enough
to open up my hands.
But I’m busy clinging to this rock,
my little piece of land.
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13. |
Dancing in the Mystery
03:18
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It’s not a dream,
it’s not imagination,
it touches deep inside of me.
No trick of the light,
no overnight sensation,
We go on dancing in the mystery.
Chorus
We go on dancing,
We go on dancing,
We go on dancing in the mystery.
We go on dancing,
We go on dancing,
We go on dancing in the mystery.
We have no saints gathered at this table,
we need no priests to sanctify this space.
We ride the songs of rough and ready angels.
into the sky,
we’re gone without a trace.
Repeat chorus
We’ve got good ale,
we brewed it from the barley,
crusty bread that’s risen in the sun.
You can tell the man that’s woken early.
See by his smile, his working day is done.
He goes on dancing,
He goes on dancing,
He goes on dancing, in the mystery.
He goes on dancing,
He goes on dancing,
He goes on dancing, in the mystery.
Why think of life
as calculated chances?
It’s just a secret open wide.
Watchin the fire,
see the way it dances.
Why think about love,
when love is by your side?
Repeat chorus
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