Crank Her Over Once Again
Put Your Face Into The Wind
Find Another Road Where You've Never Been.
Sing That two-Wheeled Melody
The Highway Symphony
You Know She'll Never Understand.
Gypsy Rider Sing
Your two-Wheeled Symphony
You Know There's Nothing To Explain.
She Should Have Known By Now
You're Just A Vagabond
You May Never Pass This Way Again.
All The Writings On The Wall
The Paper All Must Fall
You're Only As Good As Your Word Remains
You Can Take It Out If You
Decide To Follow Through
Just Take What You Earn And Leave What Remains.
Gypsy Rider Sing
Your two-Wheeled Symphony
You Know There's Nothing To Explain.
She Should Have Known By Now
You're Just A Vagabond
You May Never Pass This Way Again.
By The Time It Gets Dark
Baby, every cloud has a silver lining
Baby every dog really has his day
And it matters to me to see you smiling
Why don't we blow all your cares away ?
Yesterday is gone and will be forgotten
And today is where every new day starts
Got to be free like the leaves in autumn
You may be sad but it never lasts.
And maybe, by the evening we'll be laughing
Just wait and see
All the changes there'll be
By the time it gets dark.
We could go walking out in the sunshine
Look at all the people out in the street
Hurrying away to a business luncheon
Waiting for a taxi for aching feet.
Light up your face, baby, let's get going
Want to see a change in those weary eyes
We'll have some fun, take a boat out rowing
Why on earth should life be so serious?
And maybe, by the evening we'll be laughing
Just wait and see
All the changes there'll be
By the time it gets dark.
Maybe,
by the evening we'll be
laughing
Just wait and see
All the changes there'll be
By the time it gets dark.
By the time it gets dark.
By the time it gets dark.
By the time it gets dark.
One In a Hundred
Don't you come down
Don't you feel bad
Even though your dreams are of
The things you've never had
Close to the earth
Near to the sun
Reflecting your own life
You can see that you
Can be more than one
Hear the bells ring, morning has come
Over the town the morning star fades in the dawn
Voices of time bringing surprise
Voices that sing in waking moments
To look into life's eye
Aren't you glad it's another day
Look and tell
So you thought you would run away
But you know that way too well
Rhythms of rhyme
Seasons shall say
To look at a longer life now
A longer yesterday
Don't you come down
You know you're the one
Looking at tomorrow
Let your your troubles
Fade and fly into the sun
Who Know Where the Time Goes
Across the purple sky, all the birds are leaving
But how can they know it's time for them to go?
Before the winter fire, I will still be dreaming
I have no thought of time
For who knows where the time goes?
Who knows where the time goes?
Sad, deserted shore, your fickle friends are leaving
Ah, but then you know it's time for them to go
But I will still be here, I have no thought of leaving
I do not count the time
For who knows where the time goes?
Who knows where the time goes?
And I am not alone while my love is near me
I know it will be so until it's time to go
So come the storms of winter and then the birds in spring again
I have no fear of time
For who knows how my love grows?
And who knows where the time goes?
Here Without You
Daytime just makes me feel lonely
At night I can only dream about you
Girl, you're on my mind nearly all of the time
It's so hard being here without you
Words in my head keep repeating things that you said
When I was with you
And I wonder is it true do you feel the same way too
It's so hard being here without you, being here without you
Though I know it won't last I'll see you some day
It seems as though that the day will come never
But there's one thing I'll swear though you're far away
I'll be thinking about you forever
The streets that I walk on depress me
The ones that were happy when I was with you
Still with all the friends I know and with all the things I do
It's so hard being here without you being here without you
Late November
The wine it was drunk
The ship it was sunk
The shot it was dead
All the sorrows were drowned
The birds they were clouds
The brides and the shrouds
And as we drew south
The mist it came down
The wooded ravine
To the wandering stream
The serpent he moved
But no one would say
The depths of the waters
The bridge which distraught us
And brought to me thoughts
Of the ill-fated day
The temples were filled
With the strangest of creatures
One played it by ear
On the banks of the sea
That one was found
But the others they went under
Oh, the tears which are shed
They won't come from me
The pilot he flew
All across the sky and woke me
He flew so low
On the mercury sea
The dream it came back
All about the tall brown people
The sacred young herd
On the phosphorus sand
For A Spanish Guitar
The dissonant bells of the sea
Who are ringing the rhymes of the deep
As they sing of the ages asleep
Not so near or so far
And the old masters wind of the waves
Sped forth for the free men and slaves
Whispers of secrets it saves
And about whom they are
And the workings of sunshine and rain
And the visions they paint that remain
Pulsate from my soul through my brain
In a spanish guitar
The beggar whom sits in the street
On his miserable throne of defeat
Envisions no wealth there to meet
Thinking nowhere is far
And the laughter of children employed
By the fantasies not yet destroyed
By the dogmas of those they avoid
Knowing not what they are
And the right and the wrong and insane
And the answers they cannot explain
Pulsate from my soul through my brain
In a spanish guitar
To play on a spanish guitar
With the sun shining down where you are
Skipping and singing a bar
From the music around
Just to laugh through the columns of trees
To soar like a seagull in breeze
To stand in the rain if you please
Or to never be foundListen, Listen
The young man rose his pretty face,
All for to feel the salty spray.
When storms are mustering they say
I'll come and take you all away.
I am a traveller by trade,
I only have what I have made.
A fortune teller too they say,
And I can take you all away.
Listen, listen to him do,
He is the one who is for you.
Listen, they say,
He'll come and take us all away.
And over there the young man stayed,
Upon on the rocks so rough and grey.
Watching the boy. Watching the day.
Thinking of how he came to be.
A young man he, he is so real,
And never more to go astray.
He is of value now they say,
And he can take himself away.
Listen, listen to him do,
He is the one who is for you.
Listen, they say,
He'll come and take us all away
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