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Ray Thomas, Justin Hayward, Graeme Edge, John Lodge and Mike Pinder



 
 
 

 

 Cold-hearted orb that rules the night,
Removes the colours from our sight.
Red is grey and yellow white,
But we decide which is right.
And which is an illusion?
Pinprick holes in a colourless sky,
Let insipid figures of light pass by.
The mighty light of ten thousand suns,
Challenges infinity and is soon gone.
Nighttime, to some, a brief interlude,
To others, the fear of solitude.
Brave Helios wake up your steeds,
Bring the warmth the countryside needs.
"Days of Future Passed"

 
Something calls to me,
The trees are drawing me near,
I've got to find out why.
Those gentle voices I hear,
Explain it all with a sigh. 
Twilight time to dream awhile,
Unveils a deepening blue.
As fantasy strides, over colorful skies,
The form disappearing from view.
In twilight time, dream with me awhile. 

 
Time seems to stand quite still,
In a child's world it always will.
Be it sight, sound, smell, or touch,
There's something inside, that we need so much.
The sight of a touch, or the scent of a sound,
Or the strength of an oak, with roots, deep in the ground.
The wonder of flowers, to be covered,
And then to burst up, through tarmac, to the sun again,
Or to fly to the sun, without burning a wing,
To lie in a meadow, and hear the grass sing.
To have all these things in our memories hoard,
And to use them, to help us, to find the lost chord... 
My world is spinning around,
Everything is lost that I found.
People run, come ride with me,
Let's find another place that's free.

 
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Built in the image of the Father
From the outside looking in
But inside is a different place
Beautify earth -- and scream, IAM
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

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  Mystery spread it's cloak across the sky,
we'd lost our way.
Shadows fell from trees, they knew why.
Then through the leaves a light broke through,
A path lost for years led us through.
House of four doors, I could live there forever,
House of four doors, would it be there forever.
Loneliness, the face of pilgrim's eyes looked on,
As the door opened wide.
Beauty, they had found before my eyes to see,
And to the next door we came.
Love of music, showed in everything we heard,
Through the third door where are we?
Enter in, all ye who seek to find within,
As the plaque said on the last door. 


 He'll fly his astral plane,
Take you trips around the bay,
Brings you back the same day, Timothy Leary.
Along the coast you'll hear them boast,
About a light they say that shines so clear.
So raise your glass we'll drink a toast,
To the little man who sells you thrills along the pier.
He'll take you up, he'll bring you down,
He'll plant your feet back firmly on the ground.
He flies so high, he swoops so low,
He knows exactly which way he's gonna go.
Timothy Leary. 


Work away today, work away tomorrow.
Never comes the day for my love and me.
I feel her gently sighing as the evening slips away.
If only you knew what's inside of me now
You wouldn't want to know me somehow,
But
You will love me tonight,
We alone will be alright,
In the end 
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 It May Be A Fire

John Lodge

It may be a fire
Tomorrow it could be nothing
It may reach out to the sky
Light up everything that you know
Everywhere you go from now
You will see better than before
People you've not known for years
Will come knocking at your door
It may be a fire
But you've gotta get it into your heart
It may be a warm wind
That tries to blow your heart away
It may walk into your life
Tell you everything that you know
Looking down through all the years
Making plans that have gone passed
Something you've not known for years
But you knew that it would last
It may be a fire
But you gotta get it into your heart
I'm turning all the answers
Inside out
Looking for a love
That reaches out
Of the fire into your heart
It may be a fire
Tomorrow it may be nothing
It may reach up to the sky
Light up everything that I know
Everywhere I go from now
I will see better than before
People I've known for years
Will come knocking at my door
It may be a fire
But you gotta get it into your heart
It may be a fire
But you gotta get it
You gotta get it
You gotta get it into your heart
It may be a fire
But you gotta get it into your heart

I dedicate this song to my daughter, Kristy Keody Hodgson.
To the times we shared listening to this song, and to the times yet to be.
We well always  be one...with love on our side.


Is This Heaven ?

Justin Hayward/John Lodge

Walking home with you last night,
You said the world is beautiful,
And how things look that way when you're in love.
I love this world,
When I'm in your arms,
Is this heaven?
I opened up the letter that the,
Postman gave to me this morning.
Had to stop myself from shouting out,
"I love this world."
When I'm in your arms,
Is this heaven?
When I'm in your arms,
Is this heaven?
I know that heaven waits,
For those whose love is true.
I want to be there when,
The age love is come again.
Tell me all about yourself,
And how you came to me like in a dream.
And every night I dream of you,
I dream of you.
When I'm in your arms,
Is this heaven?
When I'm in your arms,
Is this heaven?
I know that heaven waits,
For those whose love is true.
Don't ask me where or when,
The time for us will come again.
I sit and watch the sun go down,
And in the darkness there's no sound.
While in the sky tonight the stars all cry "I love You,"
Are they crying out over you.
'Cos you're in my heart,
Is this heaven?
'Cos the story starts and ends with you. 

The Dream
(Graeme Edge)

When the white eagle of the North is flying overhead
The browns, reds and golds of autumn lie in the gutter, dead.
Remember then, that summer birds with wings of fire flaying
Came to witness spring's new hope, born of leaves decaying.
Just as new life will come from death, love will come at leisure.
Love of love, love of life and giving without measure
Gives in return a wondrous yearn of a promise almost seen.
Live hand-in-hand and together we'll stand on the threshold of a dream.



The Story In Your Eyes

(Justin Hayward)

I've been thinking about our fortune,
And I've decided that we're really not to blame
For the love that's deep inside us now
Is still the same
And the sound we make together
Is the music to the story in your eyes
It's been shining down upon me now
I realize
Listen to the tide slowly turning
Wash all our heartaches away
We are part of the fire that is burning
And from the ashes we can build another day
But I'm frightened for your children
And the life that we are living is in vain
And the sunshine we've been waiting for
Will turn to rain
When the final line is over
And it's certain that the curtain's gonna fall
I can hide inside your sweet sweet love
For ever more 

 

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