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<blockquote data-quote="Floyd" data-source="post: 303" data-attributes="member: 1"><p><strong>Hurry On Sundown:</strong></p><p></p><p>Well, hurry on sundown</p><p>See what tomorrow brings</p><p>Hurry on sundown</p><p>See what tomorrow brings</p><p>Well it may bring war</p><p>Any old thing</p><p>Well, look into your mind's eye</p><p>See what you can see</p><p>Well, look into your mind's eye</p><p>See what you can see</p><p>There's hundreds of people</p><p>Like you and me</p><p></p><p>Oh, hurry on sundown</p><p>Hurry on sundown</p><p>Oh, hurry on sundown</p><p>Hurry on sundown</p><p></p><p>Well, hurry on sundown</p><p>See what tomorrow brings</p><p>Hurry on sundown</p><p>See what tomorrow brings</p><p>Well it may bring war</p><p>Any old thing</p><p>Look into your mind's eye</p><p>See what you can see</p><p>Look into your mind's eye</p><p>See what you can see</p><p>There's hundreds of people</p><p>Like you and me</p><p></p><p><strong>The Reason Is:</strong></p><p>[Instrumental]</p><p><strong>Be Yourself:</strong></p><p>Be yourself, see yourself</p><p>I can see others like me</p><p>Be yourself, see yourself</p><p>Try and find peace of mind</p><p>Be yourself, see yourself</p><p>Be yourself, see yourself</p><p>Be yourself</p><p></p><p>Be yourself, see yourself</p><p>I can't find peace of mind</p><p>Be yourself, see yourself</p><p>I can see others like me</p><p>Be yourself, see yourself</p><p>Be yourself, see yourself</p><p>Be yourself, see yourself</p><p>Be yourself</p><p><strong>Paranoia - Part1:</strong></p><p>[Instrumental]</p><p><strong>Paranoia - Part2:</strong></p><p>[Instrumental]</p><p><strong>Seeing It As You really Are:</strong></p><p>[Instrumental]</p><p><strong>Mirror Of Illusion:</strong></p><p>In the cold grey-mask of morning I cry out</p><p>But no-one feels the sound that I shout</p><p>And you don't hear me through the tears you've shed</p><p>And the dream-world that you've found</p><p>Will one day drag you down</p><p>The mirror of illusion reflects the smile</p><p></p><p>The world from your back door seems so wide</p><p>The house, so tiny it is from inside</p><p>A box that you're still living in</p><p>I cannot see for why</p><p>You think you've found perception's doors</p><p>They open to a lie</p><p></p><p>In the cold grey-mask of morning I cry out</p><p>But no-one feels the sound that I shout</p><p>And you don't see me through the tears you've shed</p><p>And the dream-world that you've found</p><p>Will one day drag you down</p><p>The mirror of illusion reflects the smile</p><p></p><p>The world from your back door seems so wide</p><p>The house, so tiny it is from inside</p><p>A box that you're still living in</p><p>I cannot see for why</p><p>You think you've found perception's doors</p><p>They open to a lie</p><p><strong>Bring It On Home:</strong></p><p>Well, I bought my ticket and I got my load</p><p>And the conductor yells "now all aboard"</p><p>Well, I take my seat and I sit right back</p><p>And I watch that train go down the tracks</p><p></p><p>I said, "Baby"</p><p>I said, "Baby</p><p>Gonna bring it on home now</p><p>Gonna bring it on home now</p><p>Gonna bring it on home now"</p><p></p><p>Well, I bought my ticket and I got my load</p><p>And the conductor yells "now all aboard"</p><p>Well, I take my seat and I sit right back</p><p>And I watch that train go down the tracks</p><p></p><p>I said, "Baby"</p><p>I said, "Baby</p><p>Gonna bring it on home now</p><p>Gonna bring it on home now</p><p>Gonna bring it on home now"</p><p><strong>Kiss The Velvet Whip:</strong></p><p>Feel the pain burning, reaching up your spine</p><p>How your body shudders higher as you climb</p><p>You're reaching for the sky as the lash descends</p><p>Tingling stars of fire, burning in your head</p><p>Lightning in your opening eyes, bursting thoughts of power</p><p>Feel the velvet whip turning sweet thoughts to sour</p><p></p><p>Feel the pain burning, reaching up your spine</p><p>How your body shudders higher as you climb</p><p>You're reaching for the sky as the lash descends</p><p>Tingling stars of fire, burning in your head</p><p>Lightning in your opening eyes, bursting thoughts of power</p><p>Feel the velvet whip turning sweet thoughts to sour</p><p></p><p>Down and down you slowly slide</p><p>Your burning body under mine</p><p>Together a world with legs entwined</p><p>Silky skin with hardened lines</p><p>The scent of leather in the air</p><p>The colours change not really there</p><p>You taste the sweetness of the pain</p><p>Will you ever climb so high again?</p><p></p><p>Feel the pain burning, reaching up your spine</p><p>How your body shudders higher as you climb</p><p>You're reaching for the sky as the lash descends</p><p>Tingling stars of fire, burning in your head</p><p>Lightning in your opening eyes, bursting thoughts of power</p><p>Feel the velvet whip turning sweet thoughts to sour</p><p><strong>Cymbaline:</strong></p><p>The path you tread is narrow and the drop is shear and very high</p><p>The ravens all are watching from a vantage point near by</p><p>Apprehension creeping like a tube-train up your spine</p><p>Will the tightrope reach the end? Will the final couplet rhyme?</p><p>And it's high time, Cymbaline</p><p>High time, Cymbaline</p><p>Please wake me</p><p></p><p>Butterfly with broken wings has fallen by your side</p><p>The ravens all are closing in there's nowhere you can hide</p><p>Your manager and agent are both busy on the phone</p><p>Selling coloured photographs to magazines back home</p><p>And it's high time, Cymbaline</p><p>High time, Cymbaline</p><p>Please wake me</p><p></p><p>The lines converging where you stand, they must have moved the picture plane</p><p>The leaves are heavy around your feet; you hear the thunder of the train</p><p>Suddenly it strikes you that they're moving into range</p><p>And Doctor Strange is always changing sides</p><p>And it's high time, Cymbaline</p><p>High time, Cymbaline</p><p>Please wake me</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Floyd, post: 303, member: 1"] [B]Hurry On Sundown:[/B] Well, hurry on sundown See what tomorrow brings Hurry on sundown See what tomorrow brings Well it may bring war Any old thing Well, look into your mind's eye See what you can see Well, look into your mind's eye See what you can see There's hundreds of people Like you and me Oh, hurry on sundown Hurry on sundown Oh, hurry on sundown Hurry on sundown Well, hurry on sundown See what tomorrow brings Hurry on sundown See what tomorrow brings Well it may bring war Any old thing Look into your mind's eye See what you can see Look into your mind's eye See what you can see There's hundreds of people Like you and me [B]The Reason Is:[/B] [Instrumental] [B]Be Yourself:[/B] Be yourself, see yourself I can see others like me Be yourself, see yourself Try and find peace of mind Be yourself, see yourself Be yourself, see yourself Be yourself Be yourself, see yourself I can't find peace of mind Be yourself, see yourself I can see others like me Be yourself, see yourself Be yourself, see yourself Be yourself, see yourself Be yourself [B]Paranoia - Part1:[/B] [Instrumental] [B]Paranoia - Part2:[/B] [Instrumental] [B]Seeing It As You really Are:[/B] [Instrumental] [B]Mirror Of Illusion:[/B] In the cold grey-mask of morning I cry out But no-one feels the sound that I shout And you don't hear me through the tears you've shed And the dream-world that you've found Will one day drag you down The mirror of illusion reflects the smile The world from your back door seems so wide The house, so tiny it is from inside A box that you're still living in I cannot see for why You think you've found perception's doors They open to a lie In the cold grey-mask of morning I cry out But no-one feels the sound that I shout And you don't see me through the tears you've shed And the dream-world that you've found Will one day drag you down The mirror of illusion reflects the smile The world from your back door seems so wide The house, so tiny it is from inside A box that you're still living in I cannot see for why You think you've found perception's doors They open to a lie [B]Bring It On Home:[/B] Well, I bought my ticket and I got my load And the conductor yells "now all aboard" Well, I take my seat and I sit right back And I watch that train go down the tracks I said, "Baby" I said, "Baby Gonna bring it on home now Gonna bring it on home now Gonna bring it on home now" Well, I bought my ticket and I got my load And the conductor yells "now all aboard" Well, I take my seat and I sit right back And I watch that train go down the tracks I said, "Baby" I said, "Baby Gonna bring it on home now Gonna bring it on home now Gonna bring it on home now" [B]Kiss The Velvet Whip:[/B] Feel the pain burning, reaching up your spine How your body shudders higher as you climb You're reaching for the sky as the lash descends Tingling stars of fire, burning in your head Lightning in your opening eyes, bursting thoughts of power Feel the velvet whip turning sweet thoughts to sour Feel the pain burning, reaching up your spine How your body shudders higher as you climb You're reaching for the sky as the lash descends Tingling stars of fire, burning in your head Lightning in your opening eyes, bursting thoughts of power Feel the velvet whip turning sweet thoughts to sour Down and down you slowly slide Your burning body under mine Together a world with legs entwined Silky skin with hardened lines The scent of leather in the air The colours change not really there You taste the sweetness of the pain Will you ever climb so high again? Feel the pain burning, reaching up your spine How your body shudders higher as you climb You're reaching for the sky as the lash descends Tingling stars of fire, burning in your head Lightning in your opening eyes, bursting thoughts of power Feel the velvet whip turning sweet thoughts to sour [B]Cymbaline:[/B] The path you tread is narrow and the drop is shear and very high The ravens all are watching from a vantage point near by Apprehension creeping like a tube-train up your spine Will the tightrope reach the end? Will the final couplet rhyme? And it's high time, Cymbaline High time, Cymbaline Please wake me Butterfly with broken wings has fallen by your side The ravens all are closing in there's nowhere you can hide Your manager and agent are both busy on the phone Selling coloured photographs to magazines back home And it's high time, Cymbaline High time, Cymbaline Please wake me The lines converging where you stand, they must have moved the picture plane The leaves are heavy around your feet; you hear the thunder of the train Suddenly it strikes you that they're moving into range And Doctor Strange is always changing sides And it's high time, Cymbaline High time, Cymbaline Please wake me [/QUOTE]
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