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the alan parsons project - a dream within a dream
For my own part
I have never had a thought
Which I could not set down in words
With even more distinctness
Than that which I conceived it
There is however, a class of fancies
Of Exquisite delicacy
Which are not thoughts
And to which is yet, I have found it
Absolutely impossible to adapt to language
These fancies arise in us all
Alas how rarely
Only an epics of most intense tranquility
When the body and mental health are in perfection
And at those mired points of time
Where the confines of the waking world
Blend with the world of dreams
And so I captured this fancy
Where all that we see or seem is but
A Dream Within A Dream
(Instrumental Interlude)
Interlude w/ some vocalizations til fades out
the alan parsons project - a recurring dream within a dream
The clock struck midnight
And through my sleeping
I heard a tapping at my door
I looked but nothing lay in the darkness
And so I turned inside once more
To my amazement
There stood a raven
Whose shadow hung above my door
Then through the silence
It spoke the one word
That I shall hear for evermore
Quoth the raven, nevermore
Thus quoth the raven
Nevermore
And still the raven
Remains in my room
No matter how much I implore
No words can soothe him
No prayer remove him
And I must hear for evermore
Quoth the raven, nevermore
Thus quoth the raven
Nevermore
the alan parsons project - ammonia avenue
Is there no sign of light as we stand in the darkness?
Watching the sun arise
Is there no sign of life as we gaze at the waters?
Into the strangers eyes
And who are we to criticize or scorn the things that they do?
For we shall seek and we shall find Ammonia Avenue
If we call for the proof and we question the answers
Only the doubt will grow
Are we blind to the truth or a sign to believe in?
Only the wise will know
And word by word they handed down the light that shines today
And those who came at first to scoff, remained behind to pray
Yes those who came at first to scoff, remained behind to pray
When you can't hear the rhyme and you can't see the reason
Why should the hope remain?
For a man will be tired and his soul will grow weary
Living his life in vain
And who are we to justify the right in all we do?
Until we seek until we find Ammonia Avenue
Through all the doubt somehow they knew
And stone by stone they built it high
Until the sun broke through
A ray of hope, a shining light Ammonia Avenue
the alan parsons project - apollo
(Elliott, Parsons, Bairnson)
Vocal John F. Kennedy
Guitars Ian Bairnson
Drum programing Stuart Elliott
Keyboards Gary Sanctuary, Richard Cottle, Stuart Elliott, and Alan Parsons
the alan parsons project - back against the wall
[BAIRNSON]
Stand up, and with your hand on the Bible
Tell the truth to one and all
'Cause you know that feeling
When you've got your back against the wall.
My God, it's only Tuesday tomorrow
And "Loved One's" gone and blown it all
Now you've got no money and you feel your back against the wall.
Well, if you talk to your brothers and they don't give a damn
And you look like you're gonna fall
You can call my number when you feel your back against the wall.
Some Tripper's got you right in a corner
And you feel you're gonna lose it all
Now you don't want trouble but you feel your back's against the wall.
So the guy moves forward but you hold him away
Shit there's no one there to hear you call
So you take your chances and you push him back against the wall.
Now the guy's in the gutter and you don't give a damn
And he looks kind of weak and small
'Cause you called his number when you felt your back against the wall.
Stand up, and with your hand on the Bible
Tell the truth to one and all
'Cause you know that feeling
When you've got your back against the wall.
Well, if you talk to your brothers and they don't give a damn
And you look like you're gonna fall
You can call my number when you feel your back against the wall.
the alan parsons project - beaujolais
No clock beside my bed
Don't try to wake me
No phone upon my wall
Who's going to call
No knock upon my door
No news to shake me
Nights like the one before
I can't take no more
Beaujolais goes straight to my head
Beaujolais puts me to shame
And I don't know why I'm in this place or how I came
Beaujolais and I go crazy
Beaujolais I can't explain
But it helps me to forget the past and ease the pain
One race that I can't win
With an alter ego
One chance to sink or swim
What am I to do
One tail that I can't shake
Wherever I go he go
One circuit I can't break
It's a catch twenty two
Beaujolais goes straight to my head
Beaujolais the one to blame
And I don't know why I'm in this place or how I came
Beaujolais will be my ruin
Beaujolais I can't complain
Cause it helps me to forget the past and ease the pain
the alan parsons project - beginnings
the alan parsons project - blown by the wind
All along the shoreline
There are footprints by the sea
They head into the distance...
Then they lead right back to me
I made the break to freedom
Now I'm following the dream
You're never going to get here
If you hold the old routine
Now everything we possess
That fills our empty lives
Is only good for leaving far behind
We are blown by the wind
Just like clouds in the sky
We don't know where we're going,
Don't know why
We just ride with the wind
And we'll drive through the rain
We don't where we'll get to
Or if we'll get back again
Call along the valley
And you just may find us there
I couldn't say for certain
Cause we may be anywhere
Head into the sunset
Or just wander out to sea
Wherever your heart leads you
Is the place you're meant to be
And someone who could be impressed
With ordinary lies
Could really use a little peace of mind
We are blown by the wind
Just like clouds in the sky
We don't know where we'll go,
But we'll get by
We just ride with the wind
And we'll drive through the rain
We don't where we'll get to
Or if we'll get back again
Now everything we possess
That fills our empty lives
Is only good for leaving far behind
We are blown by the wind
Just like clouds in the sky
We don't know where we're going,
Don't know why
We just ride with the wind
And we'll drive through the rain
We don't where we'll get to
Or if we'll get back again
Vocals Eric Stewart
Guitars Ian Bairnson
Drums Stuart Elliott
Bass John Giblin
Keyboards Gary Sanctuary
the alan parsons project - blue blue sky i
I only know what I can see
So I imagine what could be
Where the horizon cuts the air
Look for me out there
Someday I'll touch the blue blue sky
Someday I'll touch the blue blue sky
the alan parsons project - breakdown
Lead vocal: allan clarke
I breakdown in the middle and lose my thread
No one can understand a word that i say
When i break down just a little and lose my head
Nothing i try to do can work the same way
Any time it happened i'd get over it
With a little help from all my friends
Anybody else could see what's wrong with me
But they walk away and just pretend
When i breakdown
I breakdown in the middle and lose my thread
No one can understand a word that i say
When i break down just a little and lose my head
Nothing i try to do can work the same way
Where are all the friends who used to talk to me
All they ever told me was good news
People that i've never seen are kind to me
Is it any wonder i'm confused
When i break down, when i break down
Freedom, freedom, we will not obey
Freedom, freedom, take the wall away
Freedom, freedom, we will not obey
Freedom, freedom, take them all away
the alan parsons project - brother up in heaven
A boy flies for freedom
But dies for the peace
In the clouds, he waits for an answer
But there's no release
It's strange here without you
And it's so hard to see
So brother up in heaven
Please wait up for me
Oh brother up in heaven
Please wait up for me
I still see his shadow
His laugh lingers on
When I dream, we're all back together
When I wake, he's gone
It's strange here without you
This was not ment to be
So brother up in heaven
Please wait up for me
And though we try to change the world
A flower when it's cut will surely die
So why do men with so much hate
Destroy what they cannot create
While we all stand by
We will look back in anger
But you helped us to see
So brother up in heaven
Please wait up for me
Oh brother up in heaven
Please wait up for me
the alan parsons project - call of the wild
Well i've talked to the wind and i've listened to rain
I have climbed to the clouds and i've cried out with pain
This life is for living so come to my side
And open your heart ¡ to the call of the wild
We are all of one nation, all of one creed
We are all out of nature, all of one seed
We are in this together, man, woman and child
So open your heart to the call of the wild
We talk the same language in different tongues
We're somebody's daughters and somebody's sons
But those who believe we are head of the chain
May wake up to find we are all that remain
There is no need to fear what we don't understand
For we breathe the same air and we walk the same land
The strong and the anxious, the meek and the mild
All dance to the drum¡ that's the call of the wild
the alan parsons project - call up
No one ever lived a thousand years
Not like things we do or say
Some of those who really changed this world
We would welcome back today
They could really light the way
So call up otis
Call up marvin
Call for buddy. bring them on
Call for ludwig
And for johann
We need lennon. we mean john
Words live longer than a thousand years
Listen hard to what they say
Single voices that would change this world
We would welcome back today
They would really light the way
So call up jimi
Let's have stevie
Look for miles to take the floor
Call for billie
Yell for ella
Call up elvis. we'll need more
So call up einstein
Bring back darwin
Call for newton, and luther king
We need ghandi
Call da vinci
Call for jesus. and ask him in
If we live another thousand years
Who could help along the way?
Some of those who came and changed this world
We would welcome back today
They would really light the way
So call up garbo
Let's have mansfield
Maybe monroe, no she's for sure
Call sinatra
Come on crosby
Is that bogie at the door?
Bring on bergman
How about dietrich
Let's have james dean leave the car
Call picasso
We need monet
Let's have rembrandt and renoir
Call up groucho
Come on gable
Bring on hitchcock and let's get wilde
Come on gershwin
Let's call porter
Maybe duke could show some style
Call up shakespeare
Bring on byron
We need shelley, and maybe keats
Come on wordsworth
Bring on browning
Robert burns, and hg wells
the alan parsons project - can t take it with you
Well I sympathise completely but there's nothing I can do
I am just a humble servant with a message here for you
Well I know you have good reasons and there's things you've got to do
But the boatman won't be waiting and he's leaving here with you
And you can't take it with you
No matter what you do
No you can't take it with you
Not the place you're going to
(One more mile, one more road, one last bridge, one less load)
Well I sympathise completely but there's nothing I can do
I am just obeying orders, I'm a simple soul like you
Well you really are persuasive, but I've heard it all before
And the boatman's getting restless as he stands upon the shore
And you can't take it with you
No matter what you do
No you can't take it with you
Not the place you're going to
Can't take it with you
the alan parsons project - children of the moon
Pay no attention to the writing on the wall
The words seem Empty cause there's nothing there at all
We let the wise men beat the Drums too soon
We were just children of the moon
No one to turn to
Nowhere to Run to even if we could
Too late to save us but try to understand
The seas were empty there was hunger in the land
We let the blind man lead the Way too long
Easy to see where we went wrong
Nothing to live for
Nothing to die for
We're Lost in the middle of a hopeless world
Lost in the Middle of a hopeless world
Children children of the moon watch the world go by
Children children of the moon are hiding from the sun and the sky
Children Children of the moon watch it all go by
Children children of the moon are Blinded by the light in their eyes
No one to turn to
Nowhere to run to even if we could
Follow the pilgrim to the Temple of the dawn
The altar's empty and the sacrifice is gone
We let the Madmen write the golden rules
We were no more than mortal fools
Nothing to live for
Nothing to die for
We're lost in the middel of a hopeless world
Lost in the Middle of a hopeless world
Children children of the moon watch the world go by
Children children of the Moon hiding from the sky
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