Finding My Way – RUSH

track 1 – 5:06 You’ve done me no right, but you’ve done me some wrong. Yeah, oh yeah! Left me lonely each night Ooh, said I, while I sing my sad song. I’m comin’ out to get you. Ooh, sit down. Look out! I’m comin’. I’m comin’ out to find you. Whoa, whoa. Ooh, yeah. Ooh yeah. Look out! I’m comin’. Findin’ my way! Whoa, yeah.

I’ve been gone so long I’m runnin’, I’ve lost count of the years. findin’ my way back home. Well, I sang some sad songs, I’m comin’. oh yes, and cried some bad tears. Ooh, babe, I said I’m runnin’. Whoa, babe, I said I’m comin’ Look out! I’m comin’. to get you, mama. Whoa, whoa. Said I’m runnin’. Look out! I’m comin’. Whoa, yeah. Ooh, babe, I said I’m comin’ for you, babe. I’m runnin’, I said I’m runnin’. finding my way back home. Ooh yes, babe, I said I’m comin’ Oh yeah! to get you, babe. I said I’m comin’. Yeah, oh yeah! Ooh, yeah. Ooh, said I, I’m findin’, I’m comin’ back to look for you. I’m findin’ my way back home. Ooh, sit down. Well, I’ve had it for now, I’m goin’ by the back door. livin’ on the road. Ooh, yeah. Ooh yeah. Ooh, yeah. Findin’ my way! Ooh, yeah.

Findin’ my way! I Need Some Love – RUSH track 2 – 2:19

I’m runnin’ here, I’m runnin’ there. Well I been hustlin’ here, I’m lookin’ for a girl. I been hustlin’ there. ‘Cause there’s nothin’ I need, I been searchin’ for about a week. there’s nothin’ I want more And I started feelin’ in the whole wide world. this strange sensation. My knees are startin’ gettin’ weak. Well, I need it quick and I need it now, Well I need what keeps before I start to fade away. a young man alive; That’s why I’m searchin’, I’m sayin’ I need it now. that’s why I’m lookin’ I’m gonna get the message each and ev’ry day. across to you someway, somehow. Oo, I need some love. I said I need some love! Oo, I need some love. Oo yes, I need some love I said I need some love! This feelin’ I can’t rise above. Oo yes, I need some love Yeah, yeah! This feelin’ I can’t rise above. Oo, yeah yeah!

Take A Friend – RUSH

track 3 – 4:24

Well, I’m lookin’ at you, and I’m wond’rin’ what you’re gonna do. Take yourself a friend. Looks like you got no friends, Keep ’em till the end. no one to stick with you till the end. Whether woman or man, it makes you feel so good, Take yourself a friend. so good. Keep ’em till the end. Whether woman or man, Yes, you need some advice. it makes you feel so good, Well, let me put it to you nice. so good. I said you need a friend, someone who’ll stick with you to the end. Yes, you think you’re all right, and now you’re lonely ev’ry night. Take yourself a friend. Well, you need a friend, Keep ’em till the end. someone on whom you can always depend. Whether woman or man, it makes you feel so good, so good.

Here Again – RUSH track 4 – 7:35

Well, I said will it ever change? I said I played this song Will it stay the same? so many times before I’d surely like to know before it’s over. that the melody keeps repeating Well, I said I played some. growing new ideas, I said it won’t be long, flowing chords and notes Won’t be long before I stop and play it over. like a mountain river bleeding. Oh, oh I’ve, I’ve seen your face before. Well, I say as I look back, Is it ever gonna, ever gonna change again? And all the thoughts I’ve had, Oh, oh I’ve, I’ve been in one place too long. They reflect just what I’m learning. Is it ever gonna, ever gonna change again? Yes, you know that the hardest part, Yes, I say it is to stay on top, On top of a world forever churning.

Well, you say you can laugh, But I can see that your eyes are glass. Well, do you see, can’t you see, what I’m feeling? Yes, I’ve seen your face before. Why, I’ve seen it everywhere, Showing up to me without a scent revealing.

What You’re Doing - RUSH track 5 - 4:22

Well, I see you standin’ there with your finger in the air. Well, you better start changin’. Ev’rything we do, You life needs rearrangin’. you wanna leave it up to you. You better do some talkin’ or you better do some walkin’ now. Who do you think you are? You think you are a star, Yeah, you think that you’re right. try’n’ to run the town, You think you’re out of sight. always try’n’ to put us down. Tell me something, mister; why’d you have to make us so uptight? Well, you think that you’re right. You think you’re out of sight. I know what you’re doing, Tell me something, mister; all that you been doin’ wrong. why’d you have to make us so uptight? I don’t know what you’re feelin’, oh, but you been feelin’ long. Well, you say you’ve been try’n’. You know that you’re ly’n’. Well, you think that you’re right. I think you need some groovin’. Tell me something, mister; Who do you think you’re foolin’ now? why’d you have to make us so uptight?

In The Mood – RUSH track 6 – 3:34

Hey now, baby, well, I like your smile. Hey baby, it’s a quarter to eight. Won’t you come and talk to me. I feel I’m in the mood. for a little while. Hey baby, the hour is late. I feel I’ve got to move. Well, you’re makin’ me crazy, the way you roll them eyes. Well, hey now, baby, Won’t you come and sit with me. said, I like your style. I’ll tell you all my lies. You really got me, baby, way down deep inside. Hey baby, it’s a quarter to eight. I feel I’m in the mood. Oo, you drive me crazy. Hey baby, the hour is late. Baby, you’re the one. I feel I’ve got to move. I just want to rock-and-roll you woman, until the night is gone. Well, hey now, baby, Don’t you talk so fast. Hey baby, it’s a quarter to eight. I’m just try’n’ to make these good times, I feel I’m in the mood. I’m try’n’ to make it last. Hey baby, the hour is late. I feel I’ve got to move. Ev’rything’s getting hazy. Now honey, where’d you go? I just want to find out, baby, where’d you learn what you know?

Before and After – RUSH track 7 – 5:34

Love won’t see my comin’ on a Sunday noon today. I don’t wanna see that. Still don’t believe we’re fadin’, I need you by my side. but now the world should wait. Well, I don’t want to be your lover. Babe, I wanna be your man. And now you’re fina’lly list’nin’ to what I have to say. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Well, the time is right, and it is today. Well, now my story’s over, baby, and I ain’t gonna tell it twice. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Well, you better start list’nin’, or get out of my life. Maybe we could talk about it and try to get it straight. Or you’re gonna be left out, After all these years, baby, I said left out in the cold. maybe it’s too late. Yeah, before you get my lovin’,babe, you’ll be too old. But I really need to have you by my side, Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. And that’s the only feelin’, Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. baby, I can’t hide. Well, I’m talkin’ to you baby. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Well, I said Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Well you aren’t list’nin’, I ain’t talkin’, we ain’t gettin’ nowhere.

I keep tryin’ to get through to you baby. All you do is stare.

Working Man – RUSH track 8 – 7:10

I get up at seven, yeah, and I go to work at nine. I got no time for livin’. Yes, I’m workin’ all the time.

It seems to me I could live my life a lot better than I think I am. I guess that’s why they call me, they call me the workin’ man.

They call me the workin’ man. I guess that’s what I am.

I get home at five o’clock, and I take myself out a nice, cold beer. Always seem to be wond’rin’ why there’s nothin’ goin’ down here.

It seems to me I could live my life a lot better than I think I am. I guess that’s why they call me, they call me the workin’ man.

They call me the workin’ man. I guess that’s what I am.

Well they call me the workin’ man. I guess that’s what I am.

Anthem – Fly By Night track 1 – 4:22

Know that your place in life Is where you want to be Don’t let them tell you that You owe it all to me Keep on looking forward No use in looking round Carry your head above the crowd And they won’t bring you down

Anthem of the heart and mind A funeral dirge for eyes gone blind We marvel after those who sought New wonders in the world they wrought.

Live for yourself, there’s no one else More worth living for Begging hands and bleeding hearts Will only cry for more

Though I know they’ve always Told you selfishness is wrong Yet it was for me not you I came to write this song

Best I Can – Fly By Night

track 2 – 3:25

Got a living that’s rough Got an itching to rock A future that’s tough A hate for small talk You know what I mean I’m funny that way Blanker’s and boasters Got my sights on the stars All the bluffers and posers Won’t get that far I’m not into that scene But I’ll try anyway

You can tell me that I’ve got no class I just like to please Look around youl see who’s laughing last Don’t like to tease Don’t give me speeches ’cause they’re oh so I’m easy like that droll Don’t like long rests Leave me alone and let me rock and roll I must confess I do the best that I can I’m an impatient cat I’m just what I am I do the best I can Rock and rollin’s a scream I know just what I am Making millions my dream I do that a lot But I’ll just give it a try Won’t let good times pass me by They’re all I’ve got

Beneath, Between, and Behind – Fly By Night track 3 – 3:02

Ten score years ago Defeat the kingly foe A wondrous dream came into being Tame the trackless waste No virgin land left chaste All shining eyes but never seeing

Beneath the noble birth Between the proudest words Behind the beauty, cracks appear Once with heads held high They sang out to the sky Why do their shadows bow in fear

Watch the cities rise Another ship arrives Earth’s melting pot, and ever growing Fantastic dreams come true Inventing something new The greatest minds, but never knowing

The guns replace the plow Facades are tarnished now The principles have been betrayed The dreams’s gone stale But still let hope prevail Hope that history’s debt won’t be repaid

By-Tor and the Snow Dog

– Fly By Night

Track 4 – 8:37

I. At The Tobes of Hades

The Tobes of Hades lit by flickering torchlight III. The Battle The netherworld is gathered in the glare Prince By-Tor takes the cavern to the northlight i) Challenge And Defiance The sign of Eth is rising in the air ii) 7/4 War Furor By-Tor – Knight of Darkness, iii) Aftermath Centurion of evil – Devil’s Prince iv) Hymn of Triumph

IV. Epilogue

II. Across the Styx The battle over and the dust is clearing Disciples of the Snow Dog sound the knell Across the River Styx out of the lamplight Rejoicing echoes as the dawn is nearing His nemesis is waiting at the gate By-Tor in defeat retreats to Hell The Snow Dog – ermine glowing in the Snow Dog – is victorious dampnight The land of the Overworld is saved again Coal black eyes, shimmering with hate By-Tor and the Snow Dog Square for battle, let the fray begin…..

Fly By Night – Fly By Night

Track 5 – 3:21

(original lyrics) airport scurry – flurry faces parade of passers-by people going many places with a smile or just a sigh waiting, waiting, pass the time Moon rise, thoughtful eyes another cigarette Staring back at me from the window beside get in line – gate thirty-nine No fright, or hindsight the time is not here yet….. Leaving behind that empty feeling inside

Start a new chapter I find what I’m after Why try, I know why Is changing every day The feeling inside me says it’s time I was gone The change of a season Clear head, new life ahead Is enough of a reason I want to be king now not just one more pawn To want to get away Fly by night away from here Change my life again Quiet and pensive Fly by night goodbye my dear My thoughts apprehensive My ship isn’t coming and I just can’t pretend The hours drift away Leaving my homeland

Playing a lonehand My life begins today

Making Memories

– Fly By Night

track 6 – 2:58

There’s a time for feeling as good as we can You know we’re having good days The time is now, and there’s no stopping us And we hope they’re going to last There’s a time for living as high as we can Our future still looks brighter Behind us you will only see our dust Than our past We feel no need to worry

No reason to be sad Our memories remind us Maybe road life’s not so bad So we’ll just keep smiling, move onward ev’ry day Try to keep our thoughts away from home From sea to shining sea and a hundred points We’re travelling all around, no time to settle between down Still we go on digging every show Satisfy our wanderlust to roam. The cities in the land all extend a welcome hand Till morning when it’s time for us to go.

Rivendell – Fly By Night track 7 – 4:57

Sunlight dances through the leaves Soft winds stir the sighing trees Lying in the warm grass You feel there’s something calling you Feel the sun upon your face You’re wanting to return Elven songs and endless nights To where the misty mountains rise Sweet wine and soft relaxing lights And friendly fires burn Time will never touch you A place you can escape the world Here in this enchanted place Where the dark lord cannot go Peace of mind and sanctuary I’ve traveled now for many miles By loudwater’s flow It feels so good to see the smiles of Of friends who never left your mind When you were far away From the golden light of coming dawn We feel the coming of a new day Till the twilight when the sun is gone Darkness gives way to light a new way We treasure every season Stop here for a while until And every passing day The world calls you away Yet you know I’ve had the feeling Standing with my senses reeling This is the place to grow old Till I reach my final day

In The End – Fly By Night

Track 8 – 6:47

I can see, what you mean It just takes me longer I can feel, what you feel It just makes you stronger

You can take me for a little while You can take me, you can make me smile….

In the end

I know, I know, I know The feeling grows I see, I see, I see That it’s got to be

I can do, what you do You just do it better I can cry, like you cry It just makes me sadder

I can shine, like you shine It doesn’t make me brighter If I think, like you think It don’t make my load any lighter…

Bastille Day – Caress of Steel track 1 – 4:37

There’s no bread let them eat cake There’s no end to what they’ll take Flaunt the fruits of noble birth Wash the salt into the earth But they’re marching to Bastille Day La guillotine will claim her bloody prize Free the dungeons of the innocent The king will kneel, and let his kingdom rise

Bloodstained velvet, dirty lace Naked fear on every face See them bow their heads to die As we would bow as they rode by

And we’re marching to Bastille Day La guillotine will claim her bloody prize Sing, o choirs of cacophony The king has kneeled, to let his kingdom rise.

Lessons taught, but never learned All around us anger burns Guide the future by the past Long ago the mould was cast

For they marched up to Bastille Day La guillotine – claimed her bloody prize Hear the echoes of the centuries Power isn’t all that money buys I Think I’m Going Bald – Caress of Steel track 2 – 3:37

I looked in the mirror today My eyes just didn’t seem so bright I’ve lost a few more hairs; I think I’m going bald I think I’m going bald Seems like only yesterday We would sit and talk of dreams all night Dreams of youth And simple truths Now we’re so involved So involved with life

Walk down vanity fair Memory lane everywhere Wall Street shuffles there Dressed in flowing hair

Once we loved the flowers Now we ask the price of the land Once we would take water But now it must be wine Now we’ve been And now we’ve seen What price peace of mind Take a piece of my mind

My life is slipping away I’m aging every day But even when I’m grey I’ll still be grey my way

Lakeside Park

– Caress of Steel

track 3 – 4:08

Midway hawkers calling Try your luck with me Days of barefoot freedom Merry-go-round wheezing Racing with the waves The same old melody Nights of starlit secrets A thousand ten cent wonders Crackling driftwood flames Who could ask for more Drinking by the lighthouse A pocketful of silver Smoking on the pier(not on lyric sheet) The key to heaven’s door Still we saw the magic Lakeside Park Fading every year Willows in the breeze Everyone would gather Lakeside Park On the twenty fourth of May So many memories Sitting in the sand Laughing rides To watch the fireworks display Midway lights Dancing fires on the beach Shining stars on summer nights Singing songs together Though it’s just a memory Some memories last forever

The Necromancer

– Caress of Steel

track 4 – 12:30 Brooding in the tower Watching o’er his land

Holding every creature Helplessly they stand I. Into Darkness Gaze into his prisms As grey traces of dawn tinge the eastern sky, Knowing they are near the three travelers, men of Willow Dale, Lead them to the dungeons emerge from the forest shadow. Fording the Spectres numb with fear River Dawn, they turn south, journeying into They bow defeated the dark and forbidding lands of the Necromancer. Even now the intensity of his III. Return of the Prince dread power can be felt, weakening the body Enter, the Champion, Prince By-Tor appears to and saddening the heart. Ultimately they will battle for freedom from chains of long years. become empty, mindless spectres. Stripped of The spell has been broken…the Dark Lands are will and soul. Only a thirst for freedom gives bright, the Wraith of the Necromancer soars them hunger for vengeance… away…in the night Silence shrouds the forest Stealthily attacking As the birds announce the dawn By-Tor slays his foe Three travellers ford the river The men are free to run now And southward journey on From labyrinths below The road is lined with peril The Wraith of Necromancer The air is charged with fear Shadows through the sky The shadow of his nearness Another land to darken Weighs like iron tears With evil prism eye…

II. Under the Shadow Terminat hora diem; Shreds of black cloud loom in overcast skies, the Necromancer keeps watch with his magic terminat auctor opus prism eyes. He views all his lands and is already aware of the three helpless invaders trapped in his lair…

The Fountain of Lamneth

– Caress of Steel

track 5 – 19:59

I. In the Valley

I am born I am me Living one long sunrise I am new For to me all things are new I am free I’ve never watched the sky grow pale Look at me Or strolled through fields of dew I am young I do not know of dust to dust Sight unseen I live from breath to breath Life unsung… I live to climb that mountain to The Fountain of Lamneth My eyes have just been opened And they’re open very wide II. Didacts and Narpets Images around me Don’t identify inside Unofficial lyrics that were not included in the album lyric sheet Just one blur I recognize The one that soothes and feeds Stay! My way of life is easy Go! And as simple are my needs Work! No! Yet my eyes are drawn toward Think! The mountain in the east Live! Fascinates and captivates Earn! Gives my heart no peace Give! The mountain holds the sunrise Wait! In the prison of the night Fight! Till bursting forth from rocky chains Laugh! The valley floods with light Right!

Listen…

The Fountain of Lamneth … cont’d page 2 of 3

III. No One At the Bridge (5:10) IV. Panacea (9:30)

Crying back to consciousness The whiteness of confusion The coldness grips my skin Is unfolding from my mind The sky is pitching violently I stare around in wonder Drawn by shrieking winds Have I left my life behind Seaspray blurs my vision Waves roll by so fast I catch the scent of ambergris Save my ship of freedom And turn my head… surprised I’m lashed helpless to the mast My gaze is caught and held And I am helpless, mesmerized Call out for direction And there’s no one there to steer Panacea ~ liquid grace Shout out for salvation Oh let me touch your fragile face But there’s no one there to hear Enchantment falls around me Cry out supplication And I know I cannot leave For the maelstrom is near Scream out desperation Here’s a meaning for my life But no one cares to hear A shelter from the storm Pacify my troubles with Remembering when first I held Her body soft and warm The wheel in my own hands Naked in our unity I took the helm so eagerly A smile for every tear And sailed for distant lands Gentle hands that promise me But now the sea’s too heavy Comfort through the years And I just don’t understand Yet I know I must be gone Why must my crew desert me Before the light of dawn When I need a guiding hand Panacea ~ passion pure I can’t resist your gentle lure My heart will lie beside you And my wandering body grieves VI. The Fountain (16:10)

The Fountain of Lamneth … cont’d page 3 of 3 Look…the mist is rising And the sun is peaking through See, the steps grow lighter As I reach their final few V. Bacchus Plateau (13:00) Hear, the dancing waters I must be drawing near Feel, my heart is pounding Another endless day With embattled hope and fear Silhouettes of grey Another glass of wine Now, at last I fall before Drink with eyes that shine The Fountain of Lamneth To days without that chill at morning I thought I would be singing Nights time out of mind But I’m tired… out of breath Many journeys end here Draw another goblet But, the secret’s told the same From the cask of ’43 Life is just a candle Crimson misty memory And a dream must give it flame’ Hazy glimpse of me Give me back my wonder The key, the end, the answer ~ I’ve something more to give Stripped of their disguise I guess it doesn’t matter Still it’s all confusion ~ There’s not much more to live And tears spring to my eyes Though I’ve reached a signpost Another foggy dawn It’s really not the end The mountain almost gone Like Old Sol’ behind the mountain Another doubtful fear I’ll be coming up again… The road is not so clear My soul grows ever weary, and… I’m in motion The end is ever near I am still I am crying I am still I’m together I’m apart I’m forever At the start

Still… I am

2112 – 2112 track 1 – 20:34

I. Overture We are the Priests “And the meek shall inherit the earth.” Of the Temples of Syrinx Our great computers II. Temples of Syrinx Fill the hallowed halls We are the Priests “…The massive grey walls of the Temples rise Of the Temples of Syrinx from the Heart of every Federation city. I have All the gifts of life always been awed by them, to think that every Are held within our walls single facet of every life is regulated and directed from within! Our books, our music, our Look around this world we made work and play are all looked after by the Equality benevolent wisdom of the priests…” Our stock in trade Come and join the Brotherhood We’ve taken care of everything Of Man The words you read What a nice contented world The songs you sing Let the banners The pictures that give pleasure Be unfurled To your eye Hold the Red Star proudly One for all and all for one High in hand. Work together Common sons Never need to wonder How or why

III. Discovery (6:45)

“…Behind my beloved waterfall, in the little IV. Presentation (10:17) room that was hidden beneath the cave, I found it. I brushed away the dust of the years, and “…In the sudden silence as I finished playing, I picked it up, holding it reverently in my hands. I looked up to a circle of grim, expressionless had no idea what it might be, but it was faces. Father Brown rose to his feet, and his beautiful…” somnolent voice echoed throughout the silent Temple Hall…” “…I learned to lay my fingers across the wires, and to turn the keys to make them sound “…Instead of the grateful joy that I expected, differently. As I struck the wires with my other they were words of quiet rejection! Instead of hand, I produced my first harmonious sounds, praise, sullen dismissal. I watched in shock and and soon my own music! How different it could horror as Father Brown ground my precious be from the music of the Temples! I can’t wait instrument to splinters beneath his feet…” to tell the priests about it! …” I know it’s most unusual What can this strange device be? To come before you so When I touch it, it gives forth a sound But I’ve found an ancient miracle It’s got wires that vibrate, and give music I thought that you should know What can this thing be that I found? Listen to my music And hear what it can do See how it sings like a sad heart There’s something here as strong as life And joyously screams out its pain I know that it will reach you. Sounds that build high like a mountain Or notes that fall gently, like rain.

I can’t wait to share this new wonder The people will all see its light Let them all make their own music The Priests praise my name on this night.

The Priests: (11:11) “…I see still the incredible beauty of the sculptured cities, and the pure spirit of man Yes, we know revealed in the lives and works of this world. I It’s nothing new was overwhelmed by both wonder and It’s just a waste of time understanding as I saw a completely different We have no need for ancient ways way to life, a way that had been crushed by the Our world is doing fine Federation long ago. I saw now how Another toy meaningless life had become with the loss of all That helped destroy The elder race of man these things…” Forget about your silly whim I wandered home though the silent streets It doesn’t fit the plan And fell into a fitful sleep I can’t believe you’re saying Escape to realms beyond the night These things just can’t be true Dream – can’t you show me the light Our world could use this beauty I stand atop a spiral stair Just think what we might do An oracle confronts me there The Priests: He leads me on, light years away Through astral nights, galactic days Don’t annoy us further We have our work to do. I see the works of gifted hands Just think about the average Grace this strange and wondrous land What use have they for you? I see the hand of man arise With hungry mind and open eyes V. Oracle: The Dream (13:55) They left the planet long ago “…I guess it was a dream, but even now it all The elder race still learn and grow seems so vivid to me. Clearly yet I see the Their power grows with purpose strong beckoning hand of the oracle as he stood at the To claim the home where they belong summit of the staircase…” Home to tear the Temples down Home to change –

VI. Soliloquy (15:55)

“…I have not left this cave for days now, it has VII. The Grand Finale (18:18) become my last refuge in my total despair. I have only the music of the waterfall to comfort Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation me now. I can no longer live under the control Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation of the Federation, but there is no other place to Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation go. My last hope is that with my death I may pass into the world of my dream, and know We have assumed control. peace at last…” We have assumed control. We have assumed control. The sleep is still in my eyes The dream is still in my head I heave a sigh, and sadly smile And lie a while in bed

I wish that it might come to pass Not fade like all my dreams Just think of what my life might be In a world like I have seen

I don’t think I can carry on This cold and empty life

My spirits are low, in the depths of despair My lifeblood Spills over….

A Passage To Bankok – 2112 track 2 – 3:34

Our first stop is in Bogota To check Colombian fields The natives smile and pass along A sample of their yield Sweet Jamaican pipe dreams Golden Acapulco nights Then Morocco, and the East, Fly by morning light

We’re on the train to Bangkok Aboard the Thailand Express We’ll hit the stops along the way We only stop for the best

Wreathed in smoke in Lebanon We burn the midnight oil The fragrance of Afghanistan Rewards a long day’s toil Pulling into Katmandu Smoke rings fill the air Perfumed by a Nepal night The Express gets you there

We’re on the train to Bangkok Aboard the Thailand Express We’ll hit the stops along the way We only stop for the best

The Twilight Zone – 2112 track 3 – 3:17

A pleasant faced man steps up to greet you He smiles and says he’s pleased to meet you Beneath his hat the strangeness lies Take it off, he’s got three eyes Truth is false and logic lost Now the fourth dimension is crossed

You have entered the Twilight Zone Beyond this world strange things are known Use the key, unlock the door See what your fate might have in store Come explore your dreams’ creation Enter this world of imagination

Wake up lost in an empty town Wondering why no one else is around Look up to see a giant boy You’ve just become his brand new toy No escape, no place to hide Here where Time and Space collide

You have entered the Twilight Zone Beyond this world strange things are known Use the key, unlock the door See what your fate might have in store Come explore your dreams’ creation Enter this world of imagination

Lessons – 2112 track 4 – 3:51

Sweet memories Flashing very quickly by Reminding me Giving me a reason why I know that My goal is more than a thought I’ll be there When I teach what I’ve been taught

You know we’ve told you before But you didn’t hear us then So you still question why You didn’t listen again

Sweet memories I never thought it would be like this Reminding me Just how close I came to missing I know that This is the way for me to go You’ll be there When you know what I know

Tears – 2112 track 5 – 3:35

All of the seasons And all of the days All of the reasons Why I’ve felt this way So long So long

Then lost in that feeling I looked in your eyes I noticed emotion And that you had cried For me I can see

What would touch me deeper Tears that fall from eyes That only cry? Would it touch you deeper Than tears that fall from eyes That know why?

A lifetime of questions Tears on your cheek I tasted the answers And my body was weak For you The truth

Something For Nothing – 2112 track 6 – 3:59

Waiting for the winds of change To sweep the clouds away Waiting for the rainbow’s end To cast its gold your way Countless ways You pass the days

Waiting for someone to call And turn your world around Looking for an answer to The question you have found Looking for An open door

You don’t get something for nothing You don’t get freedom for free You won’t get wise With the sleep still in your eyes No matter what your dreams might be

What you own is your own kingdom What you do is your own glory What you love is your own power What you live is your own story In your head is the answer Let it guide you along Let your heart be the anchor And the beat of your own song

A Farewell to Kings

– A Farewell To Kings

track 1 – 5:51

When they turn the pages of history The hypocrites are slandering When these days have passed long ago The sacred halls of Truth Will they read of us with sadness Ancient nobles showering For the seeds that we let grow Their bitterness on youth We turned our gaze Can’t we find From the castles in the distance The minds that made us strong Eyes cast down Can’t we learn On the path of least resistance To feel what’s right and wrong

Cities full of hatred Cities full of hatred Fear and lies Fear and lies Withered hearts Withered hearts And cruel, tormented eyes And cruel, tormented eyes Scheming demons Scheming demons Dressed in kingly guise Dressed in kingly guise Beating down the multitude Beating down the multitude And scoffing at the wise And scoffing at the wise Can’t we raise our eyes And make a start Can’t we find the minds

To lead us closer to the Heart

Xanadu – A Farewell to Kings track 2 – 11:08

“To seek the sacred river Alph A thousand years have come and gone To walk the caves of ice But time has passed me by To break my fast on honey dew Stars stopped in the sky And drink the milk of Paradise…” Frozen in an everlasting view Waiting for the world to end I had heard the whispered tales Weary of the night Of immortality Praying for the light The deepest mystery Prison of the lost — Xanadu From an ancient book. I took a clue I scaled the frozen mountain tops Xanadu — Held within The Pleasure Dome Of eastern lands unknown Decreed by Kubla Khan Time and Man alone To taste my bitter triumph Searching for the lost — Xanadu As a mad immortal man Xanadu — To stand within The Pleasure Dome Nevermore shall I return Decreed by Kubla Khan Escape these caves of ice To taste anew the fruits of life For I have dined on honey dew The last immortal man And drunk the milk of Paradise To find the sacred river Alph

To walk the caves of ice Oh, I will dine on honey dew And drink the milk of Paradise

Closer To The Heart – A Farewell to Kings track 3 – 2:53

And the men who hold high places Must be the ones to start To mould a new reality Closer to the Heart The Blacksmith and the Artist Reflect it in their art Forge their creativity Closer to the Heart Philosophers and Ploughmen Each must know his part To sow a new mentality Closer to the Heart You can be the Captain I will draw the Chart Sailing into destiny Closer to the Heart

Cinderella Man

– A Farewell To Kings

track 4 – 4:21

A modest man from Mandrake Travelled rich to the city He had a need to discover Cinderella Man A use for his newly-found wealth Hang on to your plans Try as they might Because he was human They cannot steal your dreams Because he had goodness Because he was moral In the betrayal of his love he awakened They called him insane To face a world of cold reality And a look in the eyes of the hungry Delusions of grandeur Awakened him to what he could do Visions of splendour A manic depressive He held up his riches He walks in the rain To challenge the hungry Purposeful motion Eyes wide open For one so insane Heart undefended Innocence untarnished They tried to fight him Cinderella Man Just couldn’t beat him Doing what you can This manic depressive They can’t understand Who walks in the rain What it means

Madrigal – A Farewell to Kings track 5 – 2:35

When the dragons grow too mighty To slay with pen or sword I grow weary of the battle And the storm I walk toward When all around is madness And there’s no safe port in view I long to turn my path homeward To stop awhile with you When life becomes so barren And as cold as winter skies There’s a beacon in the darkness In a distant pair of eyes In vain to search for order In vain to search for truth But these things can still be given Your love has shown me proof

Cygnus X-1 Book I:

The Voyage

-A Farewell to Kings track 6 – 10:25

Prologue 2 In the constellation of Cygnus I set a course just east of Lyra There lurks a mysterious, invisible force And northwest of Pegasus The Black Hole Flew into the light of Deneb Of Cygnus X-1 Sailed across the Milky Way

Six Stars of the Northern Cross On my ship, the ‘Rocinante’ In mourning for their sister’s loss Wheeling through the galaxies, In a final flash of glory Headed for the heart of Cygnus Nevermore to grace the night… Headlong into mystery

1 The x-ray is her siren song Invisible My ship cannot resist her long To telescopic eye Nearer to my deadly goal Infinity Until the Black Hole — The star that would not die Gains control…

All who dare 3 To cross her course Spinning, whirling, Are swallowed by Still descending A fearsome force Like a spiral sea, Unending Through the void To be destroyed Sound and fury Or is there something more? Drowns my heart Atomized — at the core Every nerve Or through the Astral Door — Is torn apart…. To soar… To be continued…

Cygnus X-1 Book II: Hemispheres track 1 – 18:05

I. Prelude The wise men were consulted And the Bridge of Death was crossed When our weary world was young In quest of Dionysus The struggle of the ancients first began To find out what they had lost… The gods of Love and Reason Sought alone to rule the fate of Man III. Dionysus Bringer of Love (6:50) They battled through the ages ‘I bring love to give you solace But still neither force would yield In the darkness of the night The people were divided, In the Heart’s eternal light Every soul a battlefield… You need only trust your feelings Only Love can steer you right’ II. Apollo Bringer of Wisdom (4:25) ‘I bring laughter, I bring Music, ‘I bring truth and understanding, I bring joy and I bring Tears I bring wit and wisdom fair, I will soothe your primal fears Precious gifts beyond compare. Throw off those chains of Reason We can build a world of wonder, And your prison disappears’ I can make you all aware’ The cities were abandoned ‘I will find you food and shelter, And the forests echoed song Show you fire to keep you warm They danced and lived as brothers Through the endless winter storm. They knew Love could not be wrong You can live in grace and comfort In the world that you transform’ Food and wine they had aplenty And they slept beneath the stars The people were delighted The people were contented Coming forth to claim their prize And the Gods watched from afar They ran to build their cities And converse among the wise But the winter fell upon them And it caught them unprepared But one day the streets fell silent Bringing wolves and cold starvation Yet they knew not what was wrong And the hearts of men despaired… The urge to build these fine things Seemed not to be so strong

Cygnus X-1 Book II: Hemispheres … 2 of 2

IV. Armageddon The Battle of Heart and Mind (9:00) I see the Gods in battle rage on high Thunderbolts across the sky The Universe divided I cannot move, I cannot hide As the Heart and Mind collided I feel a silent scream begin inside With the people left unguided For so many troubled years Then all at once the chaos ceased (14:30) In a cloud of doubts and fears A stillness fell, a sudden peace Their world was torn asunder into hollow hemispheres The Warriors felt my silent cry And stayed their struggle, mystified Some fought themselves, some fought each other Most just followed one another Apollo was astonished Lost and aimless like their brothers Dionysus thought me mad For their hearts were so unclear But they heard my story further And the truth could not appear And they wondered, and were sad Their spirits were divided into blinded hemispheres Looking down from Olympus Some who did not fight On a world of doubt and fear Brought tales of old to light Its surface splintered into My Rocinante sailed by night Sorry hemispheres. On her final flight They sat a while in silence To the heart of Cygnus’ fearsome force Then they turned at last to me We set our course. ‘We will call you Cygnus Spiralled through that timeless space The God of Balance you shall be’ To this immortal place VI. The Sphere A Kind of Dream (15:50) V. Cygnus Bringer of Balance (12:00) We can walk our road together (16:55) I have memory and awareness If our goals are all the same But I have no shape or form We can run alone and free As a disembodied spirit If we pursue a different aim I am dead and yet unborn Let the truth of Love be lighted I have passed into Olympus Let the love of truth shine clear As was told in tales of old Sensibility Armed with sense and liberty To the City of Immortals With the Heart and Mind united Marble white and purest gold In a single perfect sphere Circumstances - Hemispheres track 2 – 3:41

A boy alone, and so far from home Endless rooftops from my window I felt the gloom of empty rooms On rainy afternoons.

Sometimes in confusion I felt so lost and disillusioned Innocence gave me confidence To go up against reality

All the same We take our chances, Laughed at by Time, Tricked by circumstances Plus ca change Plus c'est la meme chose The more that things change The more they stay the same

Now I’ve gained some understanding Of the only world that we see Things that I once dreamed of Have become reality

These walls that still surround me Still contain the same old me Just one more who’s searching for The world that ought to be

The Trees – Hemispheres track 3 – 4:46

There is unrest in the Forest There is trouble with the trees For the Maples want more sunlight And the Oaks ignore their pleas.

The trouble with the Maples (And they’re quite convinced they’re right) They say the Oaks are just too lofty And they grab up all the light But the Oaks can’t help their feelings If they like the way they’re made And they wonder why the Maples Can’t be happy in their shade?

There is trouble in the Forest And the creatures all have fled As the Maples scream ‘Oppression!’ And the Oaks, just shake their heads

So the Maples formed a Union And demanded equal rights ‘The Oaks are just too greedy We will make them give us light’ Now there’s no more Oak oppression For they passed a noble law And the trees are all kept equal By hatchet, Axe, And saw…

La Villa Strangiato – Hemispheres track 4 – 9:35 (instrumental)

I. Buenas Noches, Mein Froinds!

II. To sleep, perchance to dream…

III. Strangiato Theme

IV. A Lerxst in Wonderland

V. Monsters!

VI. Danforth and Pape

VII. The Waltz of the Shreves

VIII. Never turn your back on a Monster!

IX. Monsters! (Reprise)

X. Strangiato Theme (Reprise)

XI. A Farewell to Things

The Spirit of Radio

-Permanent Waves

track 1 – 4:57

Begin the day With a friendly voice A companion, unobtrusive All this machinery Plays the song that’s so elusive Making modern music And the magic music makes your morning Can still be open-hearted mood Not so coldly charted It’s really just a question Off on your way Of your honesty Hit the open road There is magic at your fingers One likes to believe For the Spirit ever lingers In the freedom of music Undemanding contact But glittering prizes In your happy solitude. And endless compromises Shatter the illusion Invisible airwaves Of integrity Crackle with life Bright antennae bristle “For the words of the profits, With the energy Are written on the studio wall, Emotional feedback Concert hall – On a timeless wavelength Echoes with the sounds… Bearing a gift beyond price – Of salesmen.” Almost free…

Freewill – Permanent Waves track 2 – 5:23

There are those who think that life Has nothing left to chance There are those who think that With a host of holy horrors They were dealt a losing hand To direct our aimless dance The cards were stacked against them They weren’t born in Lotus-Land. A planet of playthings We dance on the strings All pre-ordained Of powers we cannot perceive A prisoner in chains “The stars aren’t aligned – A victim of venomous fate Or the gods are malign” Kicked in the face Blame is better to give than receive You can’t pray for a place In Heaven’s unearthly estate You can choose a ready guide In some celestial voice Each of us If you choose not to decide A cell of awareness You still have made a choice Imperfect and incomplete You can choose from phantom fears Genetic blends And kindness that can kill With uncertain ends I will choose a path that’s clear On a fortune hunt I will choose free will. That’s far too fleet…

Jacob’s Ladder – Permanent Waves track 3 – 7:28

The clouds prepare for battle In the dark and brooding silence Bruised and sullen stormclouds Have the light of day obscured Looming low and ominous In twilight premature Thunderheads are rumbling In a distant overture

All at once, The clouds are parted Light streams down In bright unbroken beams

Follow men’s eyes As they look to the skies The shifting shafts of shining Weave the fabric of their dreams…

Entre Nous – Permanent Waves track 4 – 4:37

We are secrets to each other Each one’s life a novel We are strangers to each other No-one else has read Full of sliding panels Even joined in bonds of love An illusion show We’re linked to one another Acting well-rehearsed routines By such slender threads Or playing from the heart? It’s hard for one to know We are planets to each other Drifting in our orbits We are islands to each other To a brief eclipse Building hopeful bridges Each of us a world apart On a troubled sea Alone and yet together Some are burned or swept away Like two passing ships Some we would not choose But we’re not always free Just between us I think it’s time for us to recognize The differences we sometimes fear to show Just between us I think it’s time for us to realize The spaces in between Leave room for you and I to grow

Different Strings – Permanent Waves track 5 – 3:49

Who’s come to slay the dragon – Come to watch him fall? Making arrows out of pointed words Giant killers at the call Too much fuss and bother Too much contradiction And confusion Peel away the mystery Here’s a clue to some real motivation

All there really is The two of us And we both know why we’ve come along Nothing to explain It’s a part of us To be found within a song

What happened to our innocence – Did it go out of style? Along with our naivetà – No longer a child Different eyes see different things Different hearts Beat on different strings But there are times For you and me When all such things agree

Natural Science

– Permanent Waves

track 6 – 9:16

I. Tide Pools

When the ebbing tide retreats II. Hyperspace Along the rocky shoreline It leaves a trail of tidal pools In a short-lived galaxy A quantum leap forward Each microcosmic planet In time and in space A complete society The universe learned to expand

A simple kind mirror The mess and the magic To reflect upon our own Triumphant and tragic All the busy little creatures A mechanized world, out of hand Chasing out their destinies Computerized clinic Living in their pools For superior cynics They soon forget about the sea… Who dance to a synthetic band Wheels within wheels In their own image In a spiral array Their world is fashioned – A pattern so grand No wonder they don’t understand And complex Time after time Wheels within wheels We lose sight of the way In a spiral array Our causes can’t see A pattern so grand Their effects And complex Time after time We lose sight of the way Our causes can’t see Their effects

Natural Science … 2 of 2

III. Permanent Waves

Science, like Nature Must also be tamed With a view towards its preservation Given the same State of integrity It will surely serve us well

Art as expression – Not as market campaigns Will still capture our imaginations Given the same State of integrity It will surely help us along

The most endangered species – The honest man Will still survive annihilation Forming a world – State of integrity Sensitive, open and strong.

Wave after wave Will flow with the tide And bury the world as it does Tide after tide Will flow and recede Leaving life to go on As it was…

Tom Sawyer

– Moving Pictures

track 1 – 4:33

A modern-day warrior No, his mind is not for rent Mean mean stride To any god or government. Today’s Tom Sawyer Always hopeful, yet discontent Mean mean pride He knows changes aren’t permanent – But change is Though his mind is not for rent Don’t put him down as arrogant What you say about his company His reserve, a quiet defense Is what you say about society Riding out the day’s events – -Catch the witness – Catch the wit The river -Catch the spirit – Catch the spit

What you say about his company The world is the world is Is what you say about society Love and life are deep -Catch the mist – Catch the myth Maybe as his eyes are wide -Catch the mystery – Catch the drift Exit the warrior The world is the world is Today’s Tom Sawyer Love and life are deep He gets high on you Maybe as his skies are wide And the energy you trade He gets right on to Today’s Tom Sawyer The friction of the day He gets high on you And the space he invades He gets by on you

Red Barchetta

– Moving Pictures

track 2 – 6:06

Wind in my hair – Shifting and drifting – My uncle has a country place, that no-one Mechanical music knows about Adrenalin surge – He says it used to be a farm, before the Motor Law Well-weathered leather Sundays I elude the ‘Eyes’, and hop the Turbine Hot metal and oil Freight The scented country air To far outside the Wire, where my white-haired Sunlight on chrome uncle waits The blur of the landscape Every nerve aware Jump to the ground As the Turbo slows to cross the borderline Suddenly ahead of me, across the mountainside Run like the wind A gleaming alloy air-car shoots towards me, As excitement shivers up and down my spine two lanes wide Down in his barn I spin around with shrieking tires, to run the My uncle preserved for me an old machine – deadly race For fifty-odd years Go screaming through the valley as another To keep it as new has been his dearest dream joins the chase

I strip away the old debris, that hides a shining Drive like the wind car Straining the limits of machine and man A brilliant red Barchetta, from a better, Laughing out loud vanished time With fear and hope, I’ve got a desperate plan Fire up the willing engine, responding with a At the one-lane bridge roar! I leave the giants stranded Tires spitting gravel, I commit my weekly At the riverside crime… Race back to the farm To dream with my uncle At the fireside…

Y Y Z – Moving Pictures track 3 – 4:24 Instrumental

About title and composition:

YYZ is the IATA airport identification code of Toronto Pearson International Airport, near Rush's hometown. The band was introduced to the rhythm as Alex Lifeson flew them into the airport. A VHF omnidirectional range system at the airport broadcasts the YYZ identifier code in Morse code. Peart said in interviews later that the rhythm stuck with them. Peart and Geddy Lee have both said "It's always a happy day when YYZ appears on our luggage tags."

The piece's introduction, played in a time signature of , repeatedly renders "Y-Y-Z" in Morse Code using various musical arrangements.

"YYZ" rendered in Morse code Y Y Z - . - - - . - - - - . .

Limelight – Moving Pictures track 4 – 4:19

Living on a lighted stage Approaches the unreal Those who wish to be For those who think and feel Must put aside the alienation In touch with some reality Get on with the fascination Beyond the gilded cage The real relation The underlying theme Cast in this unlikely role, Ill-equipped to act Living in a fisheye lens With insufficient tact Caught in the camera eye One must put up barriers I have no heart to lie To keep oneself intact I can’t pretend a stranger Is a long-awaited friend Living in the Limelight The universal dream All the world’s indeed a stage For those who wish to seem And we are merely players Performers and portrayers Each another’s audience Outside the gilded cage

The Camera Eye

– Moving Pictures

track 5 – 10:56

I

Grim-faced and forbidding II Their faces closed tight An angular mass of New Yorkers Pacing in rhythm Wide-angle watcher Race the oncoming night On life’s ancient tales They chase through the streets of Manhattan Steeped in the history of London Head-first humanity Pause at a light Green and grey washes Then flow through the streets of the city In a wispy white veil Mist in the streets of Westminster They seem oblivious Wistful and weathered To a soft spring rain The pride still prevails Like an English rain Alive in the streets of the city So light, yet endless From a leaden sky Are they oblivious To this quality? The buildings are lost A quality of light In their limitless rise Unique to every city’s streets. My feet catch the pulse And the purposeful stride Pavements may teem With intense energy I feel the sense of possibilities But the city is calm I feel the wrench of hard realities In this violent sea The focus is sharp in the city

With Hunt (Part III of Fear)

- Moving Pictures

track 6 – 4:43

The night is black Without a moon The air is thick and still

The vigilantes gather on The lonely torchlit hill

Features distorted in the flickering light The faces are twisted and grotesque They say there are strangers, who threaten us Silent and stern in the sweltering night In our immigrants and infidels The mob moves like demons possessed They say there is strangeness, too dangerous Quiet in conscience, calm in their right In our theatres and bookstore shelves Confident their ways are best That those who know what’s best for us – Must rise and save us from ourselves The righteous rise With burning eyes Quick to judge, Of hatred and ill-will Quick to anger Slow to understand Madmen fed on fear and lies To beat, and burn, and kill Ignorance and prejudice And fear

Vital Signs – Moving Pictures track 7 – 4:43

Unstable condition: A symptom of life, Pause: In mental, Rewind – replay – And environmental change

Atmospheric disturbance – Warm memory chip The feverish flux, Random-sample – Of human interface Hold the one you need And interchange Leave out the fiction The impulse is pure – The fact is; Sometimes our circuits get shorted, This friction By external interference Will only be worn by persistence

Signals get crossed – Leave out conditions And the balance distorted Courageous convictions By internal incoherence Will drag the dream into existence

A tired mind become a shape-shifter A tired mind become a shape-shifter Everybody need a mood lifter Everybody need a soft filter Everybody need reverse polarity Everybody need reverse polarity

Everybody got mixed feelings Everybody got mixed feelings About the function and the form. About the function and the form Everybody got to deviate Everybody got to elevate From the norm From the norm…

An ounce of perception – A pound of obscure Process information At half speed

Exit … Stage Left – 1981

Subdivisions – Signals track 1 – 5:33

Sprawling on the fringes of the city Drawn like moths we drift into the city In geometric order The timeless old attraction An insulated border Cruising for the action In between the bright lights Lit up like a firefly And the far unlit unknown Just to feel the living night

Growing up it all seems so one-sided Some will sell their dreams for small desires Opinions all provided Or lose the race to rats The future pre-decided Get caught in ticking traps Detached and subdivided And start to dream of somewhere In the mass production zone To relax their restless flight

Nowhere is the dreamer Somewhere out of a memory Or the misfit so alone Of lighted streets on quiet nights…

Subdivisions — Subdivisions — In the high school halls In the high school halls In the shopping malls In the shopping malls Conform or be cast out Conform or be cast out Subdivisions — Subdivisions — In the basement bars In the basement bars In the backs of cars In the backs of cars Be cool or be cast out Be cool or be cast out Any escape might help to smooth Any escape might help to smooth The unattractive truth The unattractive truth But the suburbs have no charms to soothe But the suburbs have no charms to soothe The restless dreams of youth The restless dreams of youth

The Analog Kid – Signals track 2 – 4:46

A hot and windy August afternoon Has the trees in constant motion The fawn-eyed girl with sun-browned legs With a flash of silver leaves Dances on the edge of his dream As they’re rocking in the breeze And her voice rings in his ears Like the music of the spheres The boy lies in the grass with one blade Stuck between his teeth The boy lies in the grass, unmoving A vague sensation quickens Staring at the sky In his young and restless heart His mother starts to call him And a bright and nameless vision As a hawk goes soaring by Has him longing to depart The boy pulls down his baseball cap And covers up his eyes You move me — You move me — Too many hands on my time With your buildings and your eyes Too many feelings — Autumn woods and winter skies Too many things on my mind You move me — When I leave I don’t know You move me — What I’m hoping to find When I leave I don’t know Open sea and city lights What I’m leaving behind… Busy streets and dizzy heights You call me — When I leave I don’t know You call me — What I’m hoping to find When I leave I don’t know What I’m leaving behind…

Chemistry – Signals track 3 – 4:56

Signals transmitted Message received Emotion transmitted Reaction making impact — Emotion received Invisibly Music in the abstract — Positively Elemental telepathy Exchange of energy Elemental empathy Reaction making contact — A change of synergy Mysteriously Music making contact — Naturally Eye to I Reaction burning hotter One, two, three — Two to one Add without subtraction Reflection on the water Sound on sound H to O Multiplied reaction No flow without the other H to O Oh but how No flow without the other Do they make contact Oh but how With one another? Do we make contact With one another? Electricity? Biology? Seems to me it’s Chemistry Electricity? Biology? Seems to me it’s Chemistry

Digital Man – Signals track 4 – 6:20

His world is under observation — We monitor his station Under faces and the places Where he traces points of view

He picks up scraps of conversation — Radio and radiation From the dancers and romancers With the answers — but no clue

He’d love to spend the night in Zion He’s been a long while in Babylon He’d like a lover’s wings to fly on To a tropic isle of Avalon

His world is under anaesthetic — Subdivided and synthetic His reliance on the giants In the science of the day

He picks up scraps of information — He’s adept at adaptation ‘Cause for strangers and arrangers Constant change is here to stay

He’s got a force field and a flexible plan He’s got a date with fate in a black sedan He plays fast forward for as long as he can But he won’t need a bed — He’s a digital man

The Weapon (Part II of Fear)

- Signals

track 5 – 6:22

We’ve got nothing to fear — but fear itself? Can any part of life — be larger than life? Not pain or failure, not fatal tragedy? Even love must be limited by time Not the faulty units in this mad machinery? And those who push us down that they might Not the broken contacts in emotional climb — chemistry? Is any killer worth more than his crime?

With an iron fist in a velvet glove Like a steely blade in a silken sheath We are sheltered under the gun We don’t see what they’re made of In the glory game on the power train They shout about love, but when push comes to Thy kingdom’s will be done shove They live for the things they’re afraid of And the things that we fear Are a weapon to be held against us… And the knowledge that they fear Is a weapon to be used against them… He’s not afraid of your judgement He knows of horrors worse than your Hell He’s a little bit afraid of dying — But he’s a lot more afraid of your lying

And the things that he fears Are a weapon to be held against him…

New World Man – Signals track 6 – 3:41

He’s a rebel and a runner He’s a radio receiver He’s a signal turning green Tuned to factories and farms He’s a restless young romantic He’s a writer and arranger Wants to run the big machine And a young boy bearing arms

He’s got a problem with his poisons He’s got a problem with his power But you know he’ll find a cure With weapons on patrol He’s cleaning up his systems He’s got to walk a fine line To keep his nature pure And keep his self-control

Learning to match the beat of the Old World Trying to save the day for the Old World man man Trying to pave the way for the Third World man Learning to catch the heat of the Third World man He’s not concerned with yesterday He knows constant change is here today He’s got to make his own mistakes He’s noble enough to know what’s right And learn to mend the mess he makes But weak enough not to choose it He’s old enough to know what’s right He’s wise enough to win the world But young enough not to choose it But fool enough to lose it — He’s noble enough to win the world But weak enough to lose it — He’s a New World man…

He’s a New World man…

Losing It – Signals track 7 – 4:51

The dancer slows her frantic pace In pain and desperation, Thirty years ago, how the words would Her aching limbs and downcast face flow Aglow with perspiration With passion and precision, But now his mind is dark and dulled Stiff as wire, her lungs on fire, By sickness and indecision With just the briefest pause — The flooding through her memory, And he stares out the kitchen door The echoes of old applause. Where the sun will rise no more…

She limps across the floor Some are born to move the world — And closes her bedroom door… To live their fantasies But most of us just dream about The writer stares with glassy eyes — The things we’d like to be Defies the empty page, His beard is white, his face is lined Sadder still to watch it die And streaked with tears of rage. Than never to have known it For you — the blind who once could see — The bell tolls for thee…

Countdown – Signals track 8 – 5:49

Lit up with anticipation The air is charged — a humid, motionless mass We arrive at the launching site The crowds and the cameras, The sky is still dark, nearing dawn The cars full of spectators pass On the Florida coastline Excitement so thick — you could cut it with a knife Circling choppers slash the night Technology — high, on the leading edge of life With roving searchlight beams This magic day when super-science The earth beneath us starts to tremble Mingles with the bright stuff of dreams With the spreading of a low black cloud A thunderous roar shakes the air Floodlit in the hazy distance Like the whole world exploding The star of this unearthly show Venting vapours, like the breath Scorching blast of golden fire Of a sleeping white dragon As it slowly leaves the ground Tears away with a mighty force Crackling speakers, voices tense The air is shattered by the awesome sound Resume the final count All systems check, T minus nine Like a pillar of cloud, the smoke lingers As the sun and the drama start to mount High in the air In fascination — with the eyes of the world We stare…

Distant Early Warning

– Grace Under Pressure

track 1 – 4:59 The world weighs on my shoulders But what am I to do? An ill wind comes arising You sometimes drive me crazy — Across the cities of the plain But I worry about you There’s no swimming in the heavy water — No singing in the acid rain I know it makes on difference Red alert To what you’re going through Red alert But I see the tip of the iceberg — And I worry about you… It’s so hard to stay together Passing through revolving doors Cruising under your radar We need someone to talk to Watching from satellites And someone to sweep the floors — Take a page from the red book — Incomplete Keep them in your sights Incomplete Red alert Red alert

Left and rights of passage Black and whites of youth Who can face the knowledge That the truth is not the truth? Obsolete Absolute

Absalom Absalom

Afterimage

– Grace Under Pressure

track 2 – 5:04

Suddenly — Tried to believe You were gone But you know it’s no good From all the lives This is something You left your mark upon That just can’t be understood

I remember — I remember — How we talked and drank The shouts of joy Into the misty dawn Skiing fast through the woods — I hear the voices — I hear the echoes

We ran by the water I learned your love for life On the wet summer lawn I feel the way that you would — I see the foot prints — I feel your presence I remember — I remember —

— I feel the way you would I feel the way you would — I feel the way you would This just can’t be understood…

Red Sector A

– Grace Under Pressure

track 3 – 5:10

All that we can do is just survive All that we can do to help ourselves Is stay alive… Sickness to insanity Prayer to profanity Ragged lines of ragged grey Days and weeks and months go by Skeletons, they shuffle away Don’t feel the hunger — too weak to cry Shouting guards and smoking guns Will cut down the unlucky ones I hear the sound of gunfire At the prison gate I clutch the wire fence Are the liberators here — Until my fingers bleed Ao I hope or do I fear? A wound that will not heal — For my father and my brother, it’s too late A heart that cannot feel — But I must help my mother Hoping that the horror will recede Stand up straight… Hoping that tomorrow — We’ll all be freed Are we the last ones left alive? Are we the only human beings To survive?…

The Enemy Within ( Part I of Fear )

– Grace Under Pressure

track 4 – 4:34

Things crawl in the darkness That imagination spins Needles at your nerve ends Suspicious-looking stranger Crawl like spiders on your skin Flashes you a dangerous grin Shadows across your window — Pounding in your temples Was it only trees in the wind? And a surge of adrenaline Every muscle tense — Every breath a static charge — To fence A tongue that tastes like tin The enemy within Steely-eyed outside — To hide I’m not giving in The enemy within… To security under pressure I’m not missing out To you — is it movement or is it action? On the promise of adventure It is contact or just reaction? I’m not giving up And you — revolution or just resistance? on implausible dreams — Is it living, or just existence? Experience to extremes — Yeah, you — it takes a little more persistence Experience to extremes To get up and go the distance…

The Body Electric

– Grace Under Pressure track 5 – 5:00

One humanoid escapee One android on the run Memory banks unloading Seeking freedom beneath Bytes break into bits A lonely desert sun Unit one’s in trouble And it’s scared out of its wits Trying to change its program Trying to change the mode — Guidance systems break down Crack the code A struggle to exist — Images conflicting To resist Into data overload A pulse of dying power In a clenching plastic fist… 1-0-0-1-0-0-1 S.O.S. It replays each of the days 1-0-0-1-0-0-1 A hundred years of routines In distress Bows its head and prays 1-0-0-1-0-0 To the mother of all machines…

Kid Gloves

– Grace Under Pressure

track 6 – 4:18

A world of difference A world of indifference A world so out of touch Heads and hearts too full Overwhelmed by everything Careless of the consequence But wanting more so much — Of constant push and pull

Call it blind frustration Anger got bare knuckles Call it blind man’s bluff Anger play the fool Call each other names — Anger wear a crown of thorns Your voices rude — your voices rough Reverse the golden rule Then you learn the lesson Then you learn the lesson That it’s cool to be so tough That it’s tough to be so cool

Handle with kid gloves Handle with kid gloves Handle with kid gloves Handle with kid gloves Then you learn the lessons Then you learn the weapons Taught in school won’t be enough And the ways of hard-knock school Put on your kid gloves Put on your kid gloves Put on your kid gloves Put on your kid gloves Then you learn the lesson Then you learn the lesson That it’s cool to be so tough That it’s tough to be so cool

Red Lenses

– Grace Under Pressure

track 7 – 4:42

i see red it hurts my head guess it must be something we’ve got mars on the horizon that i read says the national midnight star (it’s true) it’s the colour of your heartbeat what you believe is what you are a rising summer sun a pair of dancing shoes — the battle lost — or won the soviets are the blues — the flash to fashion the reds and the pulse to passion — under your bed feels red lying — inside my head in the darkness and truth is often bitter — dead ahead left unsaid said red red and the mercury is rising thinking about the overhead — barometer starts to fall the underfed you know it gets to us all — couldn’t we talk about something else the pain that is learning instead? and the rain that is burning — feel red still — go ahead you see black and white — and i see red (not blue)

Between the Wheels

– Grace Under Pressure

track 8 – 5:44

To live between a rock We can go from boom to bust And a hard place From dreams to a bowl of dust In between time — We can fall from rockets’ red glare Cruising in prime time — Down to “Brother can you spare –” Soaking up the cathode rays Another war — another waste land — And another lost generation… To live between the wars In our time — It slips between your hands Living in real time — Like water Holding the good time — This living in real time Holding on to yesterdays… A dizzying lifetime Reeling by on celluloid You know how that rabbit feels Going under your speeding wheels Struck between the eyes Bright images flashing by By the big-time world Like windshields towards a fly Walking uneasy streets — Frozen in the fatal climb — Hiding beneath the sheets — But the wheels of time — Got to try and fill the void… Just pass you by…

Wheels can take you around Wheels can cut you down

The Big Money

– Power Windows track 1 – 5:36

Big money goes around the world Big money underground Sometimes building ivory towers Big money got a mighty voice Sometimes knocking castles down Big money make no sound Sometimes building you a stairway — Big money pull a million strings Lock you underground Big money hold the prize It’s that old-time religion Big money weave a mighty web it’s the kingdom they would rule Big money draw the flies It’s the fool on television Getting paid to play the fool Sometimes pushing people around Sometimes pulling out the rug Big money goes around the world Sometimes pushing all the buttons Big money give and take Sometimes pulling out the plug Big money done a power of good It’s the power and the glory Big money make mistakes It’s a war in paradise Big money got a heavy hand It’s a cinderella story Big money take control On a tumble of the dice Big money got a mean streak Big money got no soul… Big money goes around the world Big money take a cruise Big money leave a mighty wake Big money leave a bruise Big money make a million dreams Big money spin big deals Big money make a mighty head Big money spin big wheel Grand Designs

– Power Windows track 2 – 5:05

A to B — Different degrees…

So much style without substance So much stuff without style So much poison in power It’s hard to recognize the real thing The principles get left out It comes along once in a while So much mind on the matter Like a rare and precious metal The spirit gets forgotten about Beneath a ton of rock Like a righteous inspiration It takes some time and trouble Overlooked in haste To separate from the stock Like a teardrop in the ocean You sometimes have to listen to A diamond in the waste A lot of useless talk Some world-views are spacious — Shapes and forms And some are merely spaced Against the norms — Against the run of the mill Against the run of the mill Static as it seems Swimming against the stream We break the surface tension Life in two dimensions With our wild kinetic dreams Is a mass production scheme Curves and lines — Of grand designs…

Manhattan Project

– Power Windows

track 3– 5:05

Imagine a time Imagine a place When it all began Where it all began In the dying days of a war They gathered from across the land A weapon — that would settle the score To work in the secrecy of the desert sand Whoever found it first All of the brightest boys Would be sure to do their worst — To play with the biggest toys — They always had before… More than they bargained for…

Imagine a man Imagine a man Where it all began When it all began A scientist pacing the floor The pilot of “Enola Gay” In each nation — always eager to explore Flying out of the shockwave To build the best big stick On that August day To turn the winning trick — All the powers that be But this was something more… And the course of history, Would be changed for evermore… The big bang — took and shook the world Shot down the rising sun The end was begun — it would hit everyone When the chain reaction was done The big shots — try to hold it back Fools try to wish it away The hopeful depend on a world without end Whatever the hopeless may say

Marathon – Power Windows track 4– 6:09

From first to last The peak is never passed It’s not how fast you can go Something always fires the light The force goes into the flow That gets in your eyes If you pick up the beat One moment’s high You can forget about the heat And glory rolls on by More than just survival Like a streak of lightening More than just a flash That flashes and fades More than just a dotted line In the summer sky More than just a dash Your meters may overload It’s a test of ultimate will You can rest at the side of the road The heartbreak climb uphill You can miss a stride Got to pick up the pace But nobody gets a free ride If you want to stay in the race More than high performance More than just blind ambition More than just a spark More than just simple greed More than just the bottom line More than just a finish line Or a lucky shot in the dark — Must feed this burning need — In the long run… In the long run… You can do a lot in a lifetime

If you don’t burn out too fast

You can make the most of the distance First you need endurance — First you’ve got to last…

Territories – Power Windows track 5 – 6:19

I see the Middle Kingdom between Heaven and Earth We see so many tribes — overrun and Like the Chinese call the country of their birth undermined We all figure that our homes are set above While their invaders dream of lands they’ve left Other people than the ones we know and love behind Better people — better food — and better beer In every place with a name Why move around the world when Eden was so They play the same territorial game near? Hiding behind the lines Sending up warning signs The bosses get talking so tough And if that wasn’t evil enough The whole wide world We get the drunken and passionate pride An endless universe Of the citizens along for the ride Yet we keep looking through The eyeglass in reverse They shoot without shame Don’t feed the people In the name of a piece of dirt But we feed the machines For a change of accent Can’t really feel Or the colour of your shirt What international means Better the pride that resides In a citizen of the world In different circles Than the pride that divides We keep holding our ground When a colourful rag is unfurled Indifferent circles We keep spinning round and round

Middletown Dreams

– Power Windows

track 6 – 5:15

The office door closed early The hidden bottle came out But he’d be climbing on that bus The salesman turned to close the blinds Just him and his guitar A little slow now, a little stout To blaze across the heavens But he’s still heading down those tracks Like a brilliant shooting star Any day now for sure The middle-aged madonna Another day as drab as today Calls her neighbour on the phone Is more than a man can endure Day by day the seasons pass Dreams flow across the heartland And leave her life alone Feeding on the fires But she’ll go walking out that door Dreams transport desires On some bright afternoon Drive you when you’re down — To go and paint big cities Dreams transport the ones From a lonely attic room Who need to get out of town It’s understood The boy walks with his best friend By every single person Through the fields of early May Who’d be elsewhere if they could They walk awhile in silence So far so good One close — one far away And life’s not unpleasant In their little neighbourhood

They dream in Middletown…

Emotion Detector

– Power Windows track 7 – 5:10

When we lift the covers from our feelings We expose our insecure spots Trust is just as rare as devotion — Forgive us our cynical thoughts If we need too much attention — Not content with being cool It’s true that love can change us We must throw ourselves wide open But never quite enough And start acting like a fool Sometimes we are too tender If we need too much approval Sometimes we’re too tough Then the cuts can seem too cruel If we get too much attention

It gets hard to overrule Right to the heart of the matter So often fragile power turns Right to the beautiful part To scorn and ridicule Illusions are painfully shattered Sometimes our big splashes Right where discovery starts Are just ripples in the pool In the secret wells of emotion Buried deep in our hearts Feelings run high

Mystic Rhythms

– Power Windows

track 8 – 5:54

So many things I think about We sometimes catch a window When I look far away A glimpse of what’s beyond Things I know — things I wonder Was it just imagination Things I’d like to say Stringing us along? The more we think we know about More things than are dreamed about The greater the unknown Unseen and unexplained We suspend our disbelief We suspend our disbelief And we are not alone — And we are entertained —

Mystic rhythms — capture my thoughts Mystic rhythms — capture my thoughts And carry them away And carry them away Mysteries of night Nature seems to spin Escape the light of day A supernatural way Mystic rhythms — under northern lights Mystic rhythms — under city lights Or the African sun Or a canopy of stars Primitive things stir We feel the powers The hearts of everyone And we wonder what they are We feel the push and pull Of restless rhythms from afar

Force Ten

– Hold Your Fire

track 1 – 4:28

Tough times demand tough talk demand tough hearts demand tough songs demand — We can move with savage grace To the rhythms of the night We can rise and fall like empires Cool and remote like dancing girls Flow in and out like the tide In the heat of the beat and the lights Be vain and smart, humble and dumb We can hit and miss like pride We can wear the rose of romance An air of joie de vivre We can circle around like hurricanes Too-tender hearts upon our sleeves Dance and dream like lovers Or skin as thick as thieves’ Attack the day like birds of prey Or scavengers under cover rising falling at force ten we twist the world and ride the wind Look in — To the eye of the storm Look in — Look out — look the storm in the eye For the force without form Look out — Look around — to the sea and the sky At the sight and the sound Look around — Look in look out look around — at the sight and the sound Look in look out look around —

Time Stand Still

– Hold Your Fire

track 2 – 5:07

I turn my back to the wind To catch my breath, Before I start off again. I turn my face to the sun Driven on Close my eyes, Without a moment to spend Let my defences down — To pass an evening All those wounds With a drink and a friend That I can’t get unwound

I let my skin get too thin I let my past go too fast I’d like to pause, No time to pause — No matter what I pretend If I could slow it all down Like some pilgrim — Like some captain, Who learns to transcend — Whose ship runs aground — Learns to live I can wait until the tide As if each step was the end Comes around

Time stand still — Make each impression I’m not looking back — A little bit stronger But I want to look around me now Freeze this motion See more of the people A little bit longer And the places that surround me now The innocence slips away…

Freeze this moment Summer’s going fast– A little bit longer Nights growing colder Make each sensation Children growing up — A little bit stronger old friends growing older Experience slips away… Experience slips away… Open Secrets

– Hold Your Fire

track 3 – 5:37

It went right by me — Closed for my protection — At the time it went over my head Open to your scorn I was looking out the window Between these two directions I should have looked My heart is sometimes torn At your face instead I lie awake with my secrets It went right by me — Spinning around my head Just another wall Something that somehow There should have been a moment Escaped me — When we let our barriers fall Something you shouldn’t have said I never meant I was looking out the window What you’re thinking — I should have looked That is not what I meant at all… At your face instead…

Well I guess I find no absolution We all have these feelings In my rational point of view We can’t leave unreconciled Maybe some things are instinctive Some of them burned on our ceilings But there’s one thing you could do Some of them learned as a child You could try to understand me — I could try to understand you… The things that we’re concealing Will never let us grow Time will do its healing You’ve got to let it go

Second Nature

– Hold Your Fire

track 4 – 4:35

Folks have got to make choices — And choices got to have voices memo to a higher office Folks are basically decent Open letter to the powers-that-be Conventional wisdom would say To a God, a king, a head of state Well, we read about A captain of industry The exceptions To the movers and the shakers — In the papers every day Can’t everybody see? It ought to be second nature — It ought to be second nature — At least, that’s what I feel I mean, the places where we live! “Now I lay me down in Dreamland” — Let’s talk about this sensibly — I know perfect’s not for real We’re not insensitive I thought we might get closer — I know progress has no patience — But I’m ready to make a deal But something’s got to give Today is different, I know you’re different — And tomorrow the same You know I’m the same It’s hard to take the world We’re both too busy The way that it came To be taking the blame Too many rapids I’d like some changes Keep us sweeping along But you don’t have the time Too many captains We can’t go on thinking Keep on steering us wrong It’s a victimless crime It’s hard to take the heat — No one is blameless, It’s hard to lay blame But we’re all without shame To fight the fire — We fight the fire While we’re While we’re Feeding the flames Feeding the flames Prime Mover – Hold Your Fire track 5 – 5:19

Basic elemental Alternating currents Instinct to survive Force a show of hands Stirs the higher passions Rational responses Thrill to be alive Force a change of plans anything can happen Alternating currents In a tidewater surge From a point on the compass Rational resistance To magnetic north To an unwise urge The point of the needle anything can happen Moving back and forth

From the point of conception From the point of entry — To the moment of Truth Until the candle is burned At the point of surrender The point of departure — To the burden of proof Is not to return anything can happen From the point of ignition To the final drive I set the wheels in motion The point of the journey turn up all the machines Is not to arrive activate the programs anything can happen and run behind the scene

Basic temperamental I set the clouds in motion Filters on our eyes turn up light and sound Alter our perceptions activate the window Lenses polarize and watch the world go ’round —

anything can happen

Lock and Key – Hold Your Fire track 6 – 5:08

I don’t want to face It’s not a matter of mercy The killer instinct — It’s not a matter of laws Face it in your or me Plenty of people will kill you For some fanatical cause We carry a sensitive cargo Below the waterline — It’s not a matter of conscience — Ticking like a time bomb A search for probable cause With a primitive design It’s just a matter of instinct — A matter of fatal flaws Behind the finer feelings —

This civilized veneer — No reward for resistance The heart of a lonely hunter No assistance — Guards a dangerous frontier no applause…

The balance can sometimes fail — we don’t want to be victims Strong emotions can tip the scale — on that we all agree so we lock up the killer instinct — Don’t want to silence and throw away the key… A desperate voice For the sake of security No one wants to make A terrible choice On the price of being free I don’t want to face The killer instinct — Face it in you or me So we keep it under lock and key…

Mission – Hold Your Fire track 7 – 5:15

Hold your fire — I watch their images flicker Keep it burning bright Bringing light to a lifeless screen Hold the flame I walk through ‘Til the dream ignites — Their beautiful buildings A spirit with a vision And I wish I had their dreams Is a dream with a mission But dreams don’t need I hear their passionate music To have motion Read the words To keep their spark alive That touch my heart Obsession has to have action — I gaze at their feverish pictures Pride turns on the drive The secrets that set them apart It’s cold comfort When I feel the powerful visions To the ones without it Their fire has made alive To know how they struggled — I wish I had that instinct — How they suffered about it I wish I had that drive If their lives were Spirits fly on dangerous missions Exotic and strange Imaginations on fire They would likely have Focused high on soaring ambitions Gladly exchanged them Consumed in a single desire For something a little more plain Maybe something a little more sane In the grip Of a nameless possession — We each pay a fabulous price A slave to the drive of obsession — For our visions of paradise A spirit with a vision But a spirit with a vision Is a dream with a mission… Is a dream with a mission…

Turn The Page

– Hold Your Fire

track 8 – 4:53

Nothing can survive in a vacuum It’s just the age No one can exists all alone It’s just a stage — We pretend things We disengage — Only happen to strangers We turn the page… We’ve all got problems of our own Looking at It’s enough to learn The long-range forecast To share our pleasures Catching all the names in the news We can’t sooth pain with sympathy Checking out All that we can do is be reminded — The state of the nation We shake our heads at the tragedy Learning the environmental blues

Every day we’re standing Truth is after all a moving target In a time capsule Hairs to split Racing down a river from the past And pieces that don’t fit Every day we’re standing How can anybody be enlightened? In a wind tunnel Truth is after all so poorly lit Facing down the future coming fast

Tai Shan – Hold Your Fire track 9 – 4:14

High on the sacred mountain Up the seven thousand stairs If you raise your hands to heaven In the golden light of autumn You will live a hundred years There was magic in the air I stood there like a mystic Lost in the atmosphere Clouds surrounded the summit The wind blew strong and cold The clouds were suddenly parted Among the silent temples For a moment I could see And the writing carved in gold The patterns of the landscape Somewhere in my instincts Reaching to the eastern sea The primitive took hold… I looked upon a presence Spanning forty centuries… I stood at the top of the mountain And China sang to me I thought of time and distance In the peaceful haze of harvest time The hardships of history A song of eternity — I heard the hope and the hunger When China sang to me…

High Water – Hold Your Fire track 10 – 5:32

When the waters rose In the darkness Something swam through In the wake of the endless flood The jungles It flowed into our memory — Where the mighty rivers roam — It flowed into our blood — Something breaks the silence When the water takes you home When something broke the surface I hear the wordless voices Just to see the starry dome — When the water takes me home — We still feel that relation When the water takes us home Waves that crash on the shoreline In the flying spray of the ocean Torrents of tropical rain The water takes you home — Streaming down Beyond our memory Springing from the weight Streaming down inside our veins Of the mountains Like the heart of the earth When something left the ocean Would burst To crawl high above the foam — Flowing out from marble fountains We still feel that elation In the dreams of a desert thirst When the water takes us home In a driving rain of redemption The water takes me home…

Show Don’t Tell – Presto you can twist perceptions reality won’t budge you can raise objections track 1 – 5:01 I will be the judge and the jury how many times do you hear it? it goes on all day long I’ll give it due reflection everyone knows everything watching from the fence and no one’s ever wrong give the jury direction until later based on the evidence I, the jury who can you believe? it’s hard to play it safe SHOW ME DON’T TELL ME but apart from a few good friends Hey – order in the court we don’t take anything on faith SHOW ME DON’T TELL ME until later Let’s try to keep it short SHOW ME DON’T TELL ME Show Don’t Tell Enough of your demands SHOW ME DON’T TELL ME SHOW ME DON’T TELL ME Witness take the stand You’ve figured out the score SHOW ME DON’T TELL ME SHOW ME DON’T TELL ME I’ve heard it all before SHOW ME DON’T TELL ME SHOW ME DON’T TELL ME Hey – order in the court I don’t care what you say SHOW ME DON’T TELL ME SHOW ME DON’T TELL ME Let’s try to keep it short SHOW ME DON’T TELL ME

I don’t care what you say SHOW ME DON’T TELL ME Let’s see exhibit A

Chain Lightning – Presto track 2 – 4:31

energy is contagious enthusiasm spreads tides respond to lunar gravitation wverything turns in synchronous relation laughter is infectious excitement goes to my head sun dogs fire on the horizon winds are stirred by planets in rotation meteor rain stars across the night sparks ignite and spread new information this moment may be brief but it can be so bright respond, vibrate, feed back, resonate reflected in another source of light when the moment dies sun dogs fire on the horizon the spark still flies meteor rain stars across the night reflected in another pair of eyes this moment may be brief but it can be so bright dreams are sometimes catching desire goes to my head hope is epidemic love responds to your invitation optimism spreads love responds to imagination bitterness breeds irritation ignorance breeds imitation respond, vibrate, feed back, resonate

The Pass – Presto track 3 – 4:49

proud swagger out of the schoolyard waiting for the world’s applause rebel without a conscience it’s not as if this barricade martyr without a cause blocks the only road static on your frequency it’s not as if you’re all alone electrical storm in your veins in wanting to explode raging at unreachable glory someone set a bad example straining at invisible chains made surrender seem all right the act of a noble warrior and now you’re trembling on a rocky who lost the will to fight ledge staring down into a heartless sea and now you’re trembling on a rocky can’t face life on a razor’s edge ledge nothing’s what you thought it would be staring down into a heartless sea All of us get lost in the darkness done with life on a razor’s edge Dreamers learn to steer by the stars nothing’s what you thought it would be All of us do time in the gutter no hero in your tragedy Dreamers turn to look at the cars no daring in your escape turn around and turn around and turn no salutes for your surrender around nothing noble in your fate Turn around and walk the razor’s edge Don’t turn your back Christ, what have you done? And slam the door on me

War Paint – Presto track 4 – 5:24

girl before the mirror boy before the mirror appraises her disguise checks his camoflauge child become a mother polishes his armor tries to fix her eyes and the charger in the garage no more of his excuses no more lame excuses it has to be today it has to be tonight she can keep her fantasy he can take the princess if she can get away if he can take the fight paint her name on a one-way street pound the drums with martial beat painted cheeks with angry heat pound the streets with marching feet wounded pride on painted eyes wounded pride, distorted eyes paint the night with battlecries paint the night with battlecries all puffed up with vanity all puffed up with vanity we see what we want to see we see what we want to see to the beautiful and the wise to the powerful and the wise the mirror always lies the mirror always lies

boys and girls together mistake conceit for pride – ambition for illusion – dreams for self-delusion

girls and boys together see what it is we lack boys and girls together let’s paint the mirror black paint it black

Scars – Presto track 5 – 4:07

I’ve stood upon my mountaintop and shouted at the sky when I think about all I have seen walked above the pavement and all I’ll never see with my sense amplified when I think about the people – I get this feeling who have opened up to me all my nerves are naked wires – I get this feeling tender to the touch snow falls deep around my house sometimes super-sensitive and holds the winter light but who can care too much? I’ve heard the lions hunting – I get this feeling in the Serengeti night – I get this feeling Scars of pleasure Scars of pain forests turned to factories Atmospheric changes and river, sea, and sky Make them sensitive again hungry child in the desert and the flies that cloud her eyes each emotional injury – I get this feeling leaves behind its mark sometimes they come tumbling out Pleasure leaves a fingerprint like shadows in the dark As surely as mortal pain – I get this feeling In memories they resonate And echo back again

Presto – Presto track 6 – 5:46

if I could wave my magic wand… I had a dream of the open water I am made from the dust of the stars I was swimming away out to sea and the oceans flow in my veins so deep I could never touch bottom Here I hide in the heart of the city what a fool I used to be like a stranger coming out of the rain the evening plane rises up from the runway If I could wave my magic wand over constellations of light I’d set everybody free I look down into a million houses and wonder what you’re doing tonight I’m not one to believe in magic Though my memory has a second-sight If I could wave my magic wand I’m not one to go pointing my finger I’d make everything all right When I radiate more heat than light

I’m not one to believe in magic don’t ask me But I sometimes have a second-sight I’m just improvising I’m not one with a sense of proportion my illusion of careless flight When my heart still changes overnight can’t you see my temperature’s rising I had a dream of a winter garden I radiate more heat than light a midnight rendezvous silver, blue, and frozen silence don’t ask me what a fool I was for you I’m just sympathizing my illusions a harmless flight can’t you see my temperature’s rising I radiate more heat than light

Superconductor – Presto track 7 – 4:47

packaged like a rebel or a hero target mass appeal he can put a target on the market to make an audience feel bask in your applause he really means it reality withdraws now he believes it package the illusion of persona careful to conceal the role becomes the actor the fact that she’s only too real she’s addicted to applause she’s got to screen it the stage a world because she never leaves it hit you in a soft place a melody so sweet hit you in a soft place a strong and simple beat with sentimental ease that you can dance to they know the fantasies that you romance to Watch his every move SUPERCONDUCTOR Watch her every move Orchestrate illusions SUPERCONDUCTOR SUPERCONDUCTOR She can manipulate reactions Watch his every move SUPERCONDUCTOR SUPERCONDUCTOR Watch her every move Hoping you’ll believe SUPERCONDUCTOR Designing to deceive Pin the donkeys on her tail That’s entertainment Fantasy for sale That’s entertainment.

Anagram (for Mongo)– Presto track 8 – 4:00

There is no safe seat at the feast there’s a snake coming out of the Take your best stab at the beast darkness The night is turning thin parade from paradise The saint is turning to sin end the need for eden chase the dreams of merchandise Reasoning is partly insane Image just an eyeless game there is tic and toc in atomic The night is turning thin leaders make a deal The saint is turning to sin the cosmic is largely comic a con they couldn’t conceal miracles will have their claimers more will bow to Rome There is no safe seat at the feast he and she are in the house Take your best stab at the beast but there’s only me at home The night is turning thin The saint is turning to sin rose is a rose of splendor posed to respond in the end raise the art to resistance lonely things like nights, danger dare to be grand I find, end finer with a friend pride reduced to humble pie diamonds down to sand I hear in the rate of her heart A tear in the heat of the art take heart from earth and weather the brightness of new birth The night is turning thin take heart from the harvest The saint is turning to sin shave the harvest from the earth The night turns thin The saint turns to sin

Red Tide - Presto track 9 – 4:30

nature has some new plague to run in our streets history some new wrinkle THIS IS NOT A FALSE ALARM we are doomed to repeat THIS IS NOT A TEST fugitives at the bedroom door Nowhere we can fly away lovers pause to find an open store Nowhere we can rest rain is burning on the forest floor The party is disrupted by and the red tide kisses the shore An uninvited guest deadline approaches THIS IS NOT A FALSE ALARM for the weary land THIS IS NOT A TEST it used to be something stay out of the sun but we let it run down in our hands it only burns my skin too late for debate, too bad to ignore sky full of poison quiet rebellion leads to open war and the atmosphere’s too thin bring a sea-change to the factory floor bless the sun, the rain no more as the red tide covers the shore river running like an open sore Now’s the time to turn the tide black wind falling to the ocean floor Now’s the time to fight Let us not go gently To the endless winter night Now’s the time to make the time While hope is still in sight Let us not go gently To the endless winter night Hand Over Fist - Presto track 10 – 4:11

hand over fist paper around the stone you talk as we walk along scissors cut the paper you never imagined I could be so cut the paper to the bone wrong hand over fist humming your favorite song … paper around the stone you know I’ve hated that song scissors cut the paper for so long and the rock must stand alone how can we ever agree? I could disappear into the crowd like the rest of the world but not if I keep my head in the we grow farther apart clouds I swear you don’t listen to me I could walk away so proud holding my hand to my heart it’s easy enough if you don’t holding my fist to my racing laugh too loud heart

I thought I was okay alone Take a walk outside myself wait for the postman and the In some exotic land telephone Greet a passing stranger lost in a world of my own Feel the strength in his hand I thought I could run alone Feel the world expand thought I could run through the night alone I feel my spirit resist But I open up my fist Hand over hand Lay hand over hand over Doesn’t seem so much Hand over fist Hand over hand

Is the strength of the common touch Available Light - Presto track 11 – 5:04

the restless wind trick of light has seen all things moving picture in every kind of light moments caught in flight rising with the full moon make the shadows darker to go howling through the night or the colors shine too bright the sleepless wind oh the light can carry has heard all things all the visions of the sea between the sea and sky oh the light can carry in the canyons of the city all the images to me you can hear the buildings cry Run to light from shadow oh the wind can carry Sun gives me no rest all the voices of the sea Promise offered in the east oh the wind can carry Broken in the west all the echoes home to me Chase the sun around the world I want to look at life – In the available light Run with wind and weather To the music of the sea All four winds together All four winds together Can’t bring the world to me Can’t bring the world to me Shadows hide the play of light Chase the wind around the world So much I want to see I want to look at life – In the available light Chase the light around the world I want to look at life – In the available light play of light a photograph I’ll go with the wind the way I used to be I’ll stand in the light some half-forgotten stranger doesn’t mean that much to me

Dreamline – Roll the Bones track 1 – 4:38

He’s got a road map of Jupiter A radar fix on the stars All along the highway WHEN WE ARE YOUNG She’s got a liquid-crystal compass WANDERING THE FACE OF THE EARTH A picture book of the rivers WONDERING WHAT OUR DREAMS MIGHT BE Under the Sahara WORTH LEARNING THAT WE’RE ONLY IMMORTAL — They travel in the time of the prophets FOR A LIMITED TIME On a desert highway straight to the heart of the sun Time is a gypsy caravan Like lovers and heroes, and the restless part of Steals away in the night everyone To leave you stranded in Dreamland We’re only at home when we’re on the run Distance is a long-range filter On the run Memory a flickering light Left behind in the heartland He’s got a star map of Hollywood A list of cheap motels We travel in the dark of the new moon All along the freeway A starry highway traced on the map of the sky She’s got a sister out in Vegas Like lovers and heroes, lonely as the eagle’s The promise of a decent job cry Far away from her hometown We’re only at home when we’re on the fly On the fly They travel on the road to redemption A highway out of yesterday — that tomorrow We travel on the road to adventure will bring On a desert highway straight to the heart of Like lovers and heroes, birds in the last days of the sun spring Like lovers and hereos, and the restless part of We’re only at home when we’re on the wing everyone On the wing We’re only at home when we’re on the run On the run…

Bravado – Roll the Bones track 2 – 4:56

If we burn our wings Flying too close to the sun If the moment of glory Is over before it’s begun If the dream is won — Though everything is lost We will pay the price, But we will not count the cost

When the dust has cleared And victory denied A summit too lofty River a little too wide If we keep our pride — Though paradise is lost We will pay the price, But we will not count the cost

And if the music stops There’s only the sound of the rain All the hope and glory All the sacrifice in vain If love remains Though everything is lost We will pay the price, But we will not count the cost

Roll the Bones We come into the world and take our chances Fate is just the weight of circumstances – Roll the Bones That’s the way that lady luck dances Roll the bones.. track 3 – 5:30 Jack — relax. Get busy with the facts. No zodiacs or almanacs, No maniacs in polyester slacks. Well, you can stake that claim — Just the facts. Good work is the key to good fortune Gonna kick some gluteus max. Winners take that praise It’s a parallax — you dig? Losers seldom take that blame You move around If they don’t take that game The small gets big. It’s a rig And sometimes the winner takes nothing It’s action — reaction — We draw our own designs Random interaction. But fortune has to make that frame So who’s afraid

Of a little abstraction? We go out in the world and take our chances Can’t get no satisfaction Fate is just the weight of circumstances From the facts? That’s the way that lady luck dances You better run, homeboy — Roll the bones A fact’s a fact Why are we here? From Nome to Rome, boy. Because we’re here. What’s the deal? Spin the wheel. Roll the bones If the dice are hot — take a shot. Why does it happen? Play your cards. Show us what you got — Because it happens. What you’re holding. Roll the bones If the cards are cold, Faith is cold as ice — Don’t go folding. Why are little ones born only to suffer Lady Luck is golden; For the want of immunity She favors the bold. That’s cold Or a bowl of rice? Stop throwing stones — Well, who would hold a price The night has a thousand saxophones. On the heads of the innocent children So get out there and rock, If there’s some immortal power And roll the bones. To control the dice? Get busy! Face Up – Roll the Bones track 4 – 3:54

You turn my head I spin my wheels Don’t complain Running on empty — Don’t explain You know how that feels I don’t think my new resolve Can stand the strain I’m on a roll now — Or is it a slide? I’m in a groove now — Can’t be too careful Or is it a rut? With that dangerous pride I need some feedback If I could only reach that dial inside But all the lines are cut And turn it up I get so angry, but I keep my mouth shut And turn it up FACE UP — Or you can only back down FACE UP — Hit the target, or you better You get all squeezed up inside hit the ground Like the days were carved in stone FACE UP — There’s still time to turn the You get all wired up inside game around And it’s bad to be alone FACE UP — Turn it up — You can go out, you can take a ride Or turn that wild card down And when you get out on your own Turn it up You get all smoothed out inside And it’s good to be alone Turn it up

Where’s My Thing ?

(Part IV, “Gangster Of Boats” Trilogy)

– Roll the Bones track 5 – 3:49

Instrumental

The Big Wheel

– Roll the Bones

track 6 – 5:15

Well, I was only a kid — didn’t know enough to be afraid Playing the game, but not the way the big boys Well, I was only a kid, cruising around in a played trance Nothing to lose — maybe I had something to Prisoner of fate, victim of circumstance trade I was lined up for glory, but the tickets sold out The way the big wheel spins in advance The way the big wheel spins Well, I was only a kid, on a holy crusade I placed no trust in a faith that was ready-made Well, I was only a kid, gone without a backward Take no chances on paradise delayed glance So I do a slow fade Going for broke, going for another chance Hoping for heaven — hoping for a fine romance PLAYING FOR TIME If I do the right dance Don’t want to wait for heaven LOOKING FOR LOVE Wheel goes round, landing on a twist of faith For an angel to forgive my sins Taking your chances you’ll have the right PLAYING WITH FIRE answers Chasing something new to believe in When the final judgment begins LOOKING FOR LOVE The way the big wheel spins Wheel goes round, landing on a leap of fate Life redirected in ways unexpected Sometimes the odd number wins The way the big wheel spins

Heresy – Roll the Bones track 7 – 5:26

All around that dull gray world From Moscow to Berlin People storm the barricades Do we have to be forgiving at last? Walls go tumbling in What else can we do? Do we have to say goodbye to the past? The counter-revolution Yes, I guess we do People smiling through their tears Who can give them back their lives All around this great big world And all those wasted years? All the crap we had to take All those precious wasted years — Bombs and basement fallout shelters Who will pay? All our lives at stake

All around that dull gray world The bloody revolution Of ideology All the warheads in its wake People storm the marketplace All the fear and suffering — And buy up fantasy All a big mistake All those wasted years The counter-revolution All those precious, wasted years At the counter of a store Who will pay? People buy the things they want And borrow for a little more All those wasted years All those precious, wasted years Who will pay?

Ghost of a Chance

– Roll the Bones

track 8 – 5:19

Like a million little doorways All the choices we made All the stages we passed through I DON’T BELIEVE IN THE STARS OR THE PLANETS All the roles we played OR ANGELS WATCHING FROM ABOVE BUT I BELIEVE THERE’S A GHOST OF A CHANCE So many different directions WE CAN FIND SOMEONE TO LOVE Our separate paths might have turned AND MAKE IT LAST With every door that we opened Every bridge that we burned Like a million little crossroads Through the backstreets of youth Somehow we find each other Each time we turn a new corner Through all that masquerade A tiny moment of truth Somehow we found each other So many different connections Somehow we have stayed Our separate paths might have made In a state of grace With every door that we opened Every game we played

I DON’T BELIEVE IN DESTINY Somehow we find each other OR THE GUIDING HAND OF FATE Through all that masquerade I DON’T BELIEVE IN FOREVER Somehow we found each other OR LOVE AS A MYSTICAL STATE Somehow we have stayed In a state of grace

Neurotica – Roll the Bones track 9 – 4:40

You just don’t get it What it is … well, you’re not really sure You move like you’re walking on thin ice Fortune is random — Fate shoots from the hip Talking like you’re still insecure I know you get crazy, but try not to lose your grip Time is a spiral — Space is a curve Life is a diamond you turn into dust I know you get dizzy, but try not to lose your Looking for trust, and I know that you just nerve Don’t get it Life is a diamond you turn into dust You just don’t get it Waiting for rescue, and I know you just Don’t get it SNAP! You just don’t get it Hide in your shell, let the world go to hell It’s like Russian roulette to you Neurotica — Exotica SNAP! It’s just Erotica — Hypnotica Sweat running cold, you can’t face growing old It’s just Psychotica — Chaotica It’s a personal threat to you It’s just Exotica — Neurotica SNAP! The world is a cage for your impotent rage You just don’t get it But don’t let it get to you Baby, don’t you ask yourself why? SNAP! If you don’t like the answer — forget it You know I hate to see you cry

You Bet Your Life

– Roll the Bones

track 10 – 5:00

Just another hunter, like a wolf in the sun anarchist reactionary running-dog revisionist Just another junkie on a scoring run hindu muslim catholic creation/evolutionist Just another victim of the things he has done rational romantic mystic cynical idealist Just another day — in the life of a loaded gun minimal expressionist post-modern neo-symbolist THE ODDS GET EVEN — You name the game THE ODDS GET EVEN — The stakes are the same armchair rocket scientist graffiti existentialist YOU BET YOUR LIFE deconstruction primitive performance photo-realist Just another winner, pours his life down the be-bop or a one-drop or a hip-hop drain lite-pop-metallist Just another island in a hurricane gold adult contemporary urban country Just another loser, like a cat in the rain capitalist Just another day — in the path of a speeding train Just another gypsy with a plastic guitar Just another dancer with her eyes on the stars THE ODDS GET EVEN — You name the game Just another dreamer who was going too far THE ODDS GET EVEN — The stakes are the same Just another drunk — at the wheel of a stolen YOU BET YOUR LIFE car

THE ODDS GET EVEN — You name the game THE ODDS GET EVEN — The stakes are the same YOU BET YOUR LIFE

Animate – Counterparts track 1 – 6:03

POLARIZE ME SENSITIZE ME Spirit in my psyche CRITICIZE ME Double in my role CIVILIZE ME Alter in my image Struggle for control COMPENSATE ME ANIMATE ME Mistress of the dark unconscious COMPLICATE ME Mermaid of the lunar sea ELEVATE ME Daughter of the great enchantress Sister to the boy inside of me Goddess in my garden Sister in my soul My counterpart — my foolish heart Angel in my armor A man must learn to rule his tender part Actress in my role A warming trend — a gentle friend Daughter of a demon-lover A man must build a fortress to defend Empress of the hidden face A secret face — a touch of grace Priestess of the pagan mother A man must learn to give a little space Ancient queen of inner space A peaceful state — a submissive trait A man must learn to gently dominate

Stick It Out – Counterparts track 2 – 4:30

Trust to your instincts If it’s safely restrained Natural reflex Lightning reactions Pendulum swing Must be carefully trained You might be too dizzy To do the right thin Heat of the moment Curse of the young STICK IT OUT Spit out your anger Don’t swallow your tongue Each time we bathe our reactions In artificial light STICK IT OUT Each time we alter the focus Don’t swallow the poison To make the wrong moves seem right SPIT IT OUT You get so used to deception Don’t swallow your pride You make yourself a nervous wreck STICK IT OUT You get so used to surrender Don’t swallow your anger Running back to cover your neck SPIT IT OUT Don’t swallow the lies STICK IT OUT

Cut to The Chase

– Counterparts

track 3 – 4:48

It is the fire that lights itself But it burns with a restless flame The arrow on a moving target It’s the motor of the western world The archer must be sure of his aim Spinning off to every extreme Pure as a lover’s desire It is the engine that drives itself Evil as a murderer’s dream But it chooses the uphill climb A bearing on magnetic north Young enough not to care too much Growing farther away all the time About the way things used to be Can’t stop — moving I’m young enough to remember the future — Can’t stop — moving The past has no claim on me Can’t stop — I’m old enough not to care too much YOU MAY BE RIGHT About what you think of me IT’S ALL A WASTE OF TIME But I’m young enough to remember the future I GUESS THAT’S JUST A CHANCE And the way things ought to be I’M PREPARED TO TAKE WHAT KIND OF DIFFERENCE A DANGER I’M PREPARED TO FACE CAN ONE PERSON MAKE? CUT TO THE CHASE CUT TO THE CHAS It is the rocket that ignites itself And launches its way to the stars A driver on a busy freeway Racing the oblivious cars

Nobody’s Hero

– Counterparts

track 4 – 4:54

I knew he was different, in his sexuality I went to his parties, as a straight minority It never seemed a threat to my masculinity As the years went by, we drifted apart He only introduced me to a wider reality When I heard that she was gone I felt a shadow cross my heart As the years went by, we drifted apart But she’s nobody’s — When I heard that he was gone I felt a shadow cross my heart Hero — the voice of reason But he’s nobody’s — Against the howling mob Hero — the pride of purpose Hero — saves a drowning child In the unrewarding job Cures a wasting disease Hero — lands the crippled airplane Hero — not the champion player Solves great mysteries Who plays the perfect game Not the glamor boy Hero — not the handsome actor Who loves to sell his name Who plays a hero’s role Everybody’s buying Hero — not the glamor girl NOBODY’S HERO Who’d love to sell her soul If anybody’s buying As the years went by, we drifted apart NOBODY’S HERO When I heard that you were gone I felt a shadow cross my heart I didn’t know the girl, but I knew her family All their lives were shattered Hero in a nightmare of brutality

They try to carry on, try to bear the agony Try to hold some faith in the goodness of humanity

Between Sun and Moon – Counterparts track 5 – 4:37

There is a lake between sun and moon Not too many know about In the silence between whisper and shout The space between wonder and doubt

This is a fine place Shining face to face Those bonfire lights in the mirror of sky The space between wonder and why ahh yes to yes to ahh ahh to yes why the sun why the sun

There is a fine line between love and illusion — A fine place to penetrate The gap between actor and act The lens between wishes and fact

This is a fine place To hesitate Those bonfire lights in the lake of sky The time between wonder and why

Some need to pray to the sun at high noon Some need to howl at the midwinter moon Reborn and baptized in a moment of grace We just need a break — From the headlong race ahh yes to yes to ahh ahh to yes why the sun why the sun Alien Shore – Counterparts track 6 – 5:45

You and I, we are strangers by one chromosome For you and me — Race is not a competition Slave to the hormone, body and soul For you and me — Race is not a definition In a struggle to be happy and free For you and me — We agree Swimming in a primitive sea Reaching for the alien shore You and I, we must dive below the surface A world of red neon, and ultramarine You and I, we reject these narrow attitudes Shining bridges on the ocean floor We add to each other, like a coral reef Reaching to the alien shore Building bridges on the ocean floor Reaching for the alien shore For you and me — Sex is not a competition For you and me — Sex is not a job description For you and me — We hold these truths to be For you and me — We agree self-evident For you and me — We’d elect each other You and I, we are pressed into these solitudes president Color and culture, language and race For you and me — We might agree Just variations on a theme But that’s just us Islands in a much larger stream Reaching for the alien shore

Speed of Love – Counterparts track 7 – 5:02

Love is born with lightning bolts Electro-magnetic force Like a force of nature, Burning skin and fireworks Love shines in many forms A storm on a raging course One night we are bathed in light One day carried away in the storms Like a force of nature, At the speed of love Love can fade with the stars at dawn Nothing changes faster Sometimes it takes all your strength Than the speed of love Just to keep holding on My heart goes out to you At the speed of love A radiance that travels We don’t have to talk At the speed of love We don’t even have to touch My heart goes out to you I can feel your prescence In the silence that we share Love is born with solar flares From two magnetic poles It moves towards a higher plane Got to keep moving Where two halves make two wholes At the speed of love Nothing changes faster Than the speed of love Got to keep on shining At the speed of love Nothing changes faster Than the speed of love My heart goes out to you

Double Agent – Counterparts track 8 – 4:51

Where would you rather be? On the edge of sleep, Anywhere but here I heard voices behind the door When will the time be right? The known and the nameless, Anytime but now familiar and faceless My angels and my demons at war On the edge of sleep, Which one will lose — depends on what I choose I was drifting for half the night Or maybe which voice I ignore… Anxious and restless, pressed down by the darkness Wilderness of mirrors Bound up and wound up so tight Streets of cold desire So many decisions, a million revisions My precious sense of honor Caught between darkness and light… Just a shield of rusty wire I hold against the chaos — Wilderness of mirrors And the cross of holy fire World of polished steel Gears and iron chains Wilderness of mirrors Turn the grinding wheel So easy to deceive I run between the shadows My precious sense of rightness Some are phantoms, some are real Is sometimes so naive So that which I imagine Where would you rather be? Is that which I believe Anywhere but here When will the time be right? On the edge of sleep, I awoke to a sun so bright Anytime but now Rested and fearless, cheered by your nearness The doubt and the fear I knew which direction was right I know would all disappear The case had been tried by the jury inside Anywhere but here The choice between darkness and light…

Leave That Thing Alone – Counterparts track 9 – 4:05

Instrumental

Cold Fire – Counterparts track 10 – 4:26

It was long after midnight I said if love has these conditions When we got to unconditional love I don’t understand those songs you love She said sure, my heart is boundless She said this is not a love song But don’t push my limits too far This isn’t fantasy-land I’ll be around I said if love was so transcendant If you don’t push me down I don’t understand these boundaries Too far She said just don’t disappoint me — You know how complex women are DON’T GO TOO FAR — I’ll be around The phosphorescent wave on a tropical sea If you don’t let me down Is a cold fire Too far DON’T CROSS THE LINE — The pattern of moonlight on the bedroom floor It was just before sunrise Is a cold fire When we started on traditional roles DON’T LET ME DOWN — She said sure I’ll be your partner The flame at the heart of a pawnbroker’s But don’t make too many demands diamond Is a cold fire DON’T BREAK THE SPELL — The look in your eyes as you head for the door Is a cold fire

Love is blind if you are gentle Love can turn to a long, cold burn

Everyday Glory

– Counterparts

track 11 – 5:11`

In the house where nobody laughs And nobody sleeps In the house where love lies dying In the city where nobody smiles And the shadows creep And nobody dreams A little girl hides, shaking, In the city where desperation With her hands on her ears Drives the bored to extremes Pushing back the tears, ’til the pain disappears Just one spark of decency Mama says some ugly words Against a starless night Daddy pounds the wall One glow of hope and dignity They can fight about their little girl later A child can follow the light But right now they don’t care at all No matter what they say No matter what they say… No matter what they say… No matter what they say… If the future’s looking dark EVERYDAY PEOPLE We’re the ones who have to shine EVERYDAY SHAME If there’s no one in control EVERYDAY PROMISE We’re the ones who draw the line SHOT DOWN IN FLAMES Though we live in trying times — We’re the ones who have to try EVERYDAY SUNRISE Though we know that time has wings — ANOTHER EVERYDAY STORY We’re the ones who have to fly RISE FROM THE ASHES — A BLAZE OF EVERYDAY GLORY

Test for Echo – Test for Echo track 1 – 5:56

ere we go — vertigo Video vertigo Test for echo What a show — vertigo Here we go — in slo-mo Video vertigo Video vertigo Test for echo Test for echo Touch and go — in slo-mo Some kind of trouble on the sensory screen Video vertigo Camera curves over caved-in cop cars Test for echo Bleacher-creatures, would-be desperados Clutch at plausible deniability Some kind of drama live on satellite Don’t touch that dial — Hidden camera coverage from the crime scene We’re in denial to the courtroom Until the showcase trial on TV Nail-biting hoodboys in borrowed ties and jackets Some kind of pictures on the sense o’clock Clutching at the straws of respectability news Can’t do the time? Miles of yellow tape — silhouetted chalklines Don’t do the crime Tough-talking hood boys in pro-team logo And wind up in the perp walk on TV knockoffs Conform to uniforms of some corporate entity Don’t change that station It’s Gangster Nation Now crime’s in syndication on TV

Driven – Test for Echo track 2 – 4:27

Driven up and down in circles Skidding down a road of black ice Staring in and out storm windows Driven to a fool’s paradise

BUT IT’S MY TURN TO DRIVE

Driven to the margin of error Driven to the edge of control Driven to the margin of terror Driven to the edge of a deep, dark hole

Driven day and night in circles Spinning like a whirlwind of leaves Stealing in and out back alleys Driven to another den of thieves

BUT IT’S MY TURN TO DRIVE

Driven in — Driven to the edge Driven out — On the thin end of the wedge Driven off — By things I’ve never seen Driven on — By the road to somewhere I’ve never been

IT’S MY TURN TO DRIVE

The road unwinds towards me What was there is gone The road unwinds before me And I go riding on Half the World – Test for Echo track 3 – 3:43

Half the world hates Half the world lies What half the world does every day Half the world learns Half the world waits Half the world flies While half gets on with it anyway As half the world turns

Half the world lives Half the world cries Half the world makes Half the world laughs Half the world gives Half the world tries While the other half takes To be the other half

Half the world is Half of us divided Half the world was Like a torn-up photograph Half the world thinks Half of us are trying While the other half does To reach the other half

Half the world talks Half the world cares With half a mind on what they say While half the world is wasting the Half the world walks day With half a mind to run away Half the world shares While half the world is stealing away

The Colour of Right – Test for Echo track 4 – 4:49

I don’t have an explanation For another lonely night I just feel this sense of mission And the sense of what is right

Take it easy on my now — I’d be there if I could I’m so full of what is right I can’t see what is good

It’s a hopeless situation Lie awake for half the night You’re not sure what’s going on here But you’re sure it isn’t right

Make it easy on yourself There’s nothing more you can do You’re so full of what is right You can’t see what is true

A quality of justice A quantity of light A particle of mercy Makes the color of right

Gravity and distance Change the passage of light Gravity and distance Change the color of right Time and Motion

– Test for Echo

track 5 – 5:01

Time and motion Wind and sun and rain Days connect like boxcars in a train The mighty ocean Dances with the moon Fill them up with precious cargo The silent forest Squeeze in all that you can find Echoes with the loon Spontaneous elation And the long-enduring kind Time and motion Live and love and dream Time and motion Eyes connect like interstellar beams Flesh and blood and fire Lives connect in webs of gold and razor wire Superman in Supernature Needs all the comfort he can find Spin a thread of precious contact Spontaneous emotion Squeeze in all that you can find And the long enduring kind Spontaneous relations And the long-enduring kind

Totem – Test for Echo track 6 – 4:58

I’ve got twelve disciples and a Buddha smile I’ve got celestial mechanics The Garden of Allah – Viking Valhalla To synchronize my stars A miracle once in a while Seasonal migrations – daily variations World of the unlikely and bizarre I’ve got a pantheon of animals in a pagan soul Vishnu and Gaia – Aztec and Maya I’ve got idols and icons, unspoken holy vows Dance around my totem pole Thoughts to keep well-hidden – sacred and forbidden I believe in what I see Free to browse among the holy cows I believe in what I hear I believe that what I’m feeling That’s why I believe Changes how the world appears Angels and demons inside of me Angels and demons dancing in my head Saviors and Satans all around me Lunatics and monsters underneath my bed Media messiahs preying on my fears Sweet chariot, swing low, coming for me Pop culture prophets playing in my ears

Dog Years – Test for Echo track 7 – 4:55

In a dog’s life A year is really more like seven And all too soon a canine Dog years — It’s the season of the itch Will be chasing cars in doggie heaven Dog years — With every scratch it reappears Dog years — For every sad son of a bitch It seems to me Dog years — With his tail between his ears As we make our own few circles ’round the sun We get it backwards I’d rather be a tortoise from Galapagos And our seven years go by like one Or a span of geological time Than be living in these dog years Dog years — It’s the season of the itch Dog years — With every scratch it reappears In a dog’s brain A constant buzz of low-level static In the dog days One sniff at the hydrant People look to Sirius And the answer is automatic Dogs cry for the moon But those connections are mysterious It seems to me As we make our own few circles ’round the It seems to me block While it’s true that every dog will have his day We’ve lost our senses When all the bones are buried For the higher-level static of talk There is barely time to go outside and play

Virtuality – Test for Echo track 8 – 5:44

Like a shipwrecked mariner adrift on an unknown sea Clinging to the wreckage of the lost ship Let’s dance tonight Fantasy To a virtual song I’m a castaway, stranded in a desolate land Press this key I can see the footprints in the virtual sand And you can play along

Net boy, net girl Let’s fly tonight Send your signal ’round the world On our virtual wings Let your fingers walk and talk Press this key And set you free To see amazing things

Net boy, net girl Like a pair of vagabonds who wave between two Send your impulse ’round the world passing trains Put your message in a modem Or the glimpse of a woman’s smile through a And throw it in the Cyber Sea window in the rain I can smell her perfume, I can taste her lips Astronauts in the weightlessness of pixellated I can feel the voltage from her fingertips space Exchange graffiti with a disembodied race Net boy, net girl I can save the universe in a grain of sand Send your heartbeat ’round the world I can hold the future in my virtual hand

Resist – Test for Echo track 9 – 4:24

I can learn to resist Anything but temptation I can learn to co-exist With anything but pain

I can learn to compromise Anything but my desires I can learn to get along With all the things I can’t explain

I can learn to resist Anything but frustration I can learn to persist With anything but aiming low

I can learn to close my eyes To anything but injustice I can learn to get along With all the things I don’t know

You can surrender Without a prayer But never really pray Pray without surrender

You can fight Without ever winning But never ever win Without a fight

Limbo – Test for Echo track 10 – 5:29

Instrumental “Whatever happened to my Transylvania twist?” “Mmmm, Mash goooood!”

Carve Away the Stone

– Test for Echo track 11 – 4:05

You can roll that stone Try to deny To the top of the hill The weight of the load Drag your ball and chain Try to put the sins of the past night Behind you Behind you You can carry that weight With an iron will Carve away the stone Or let the pain remain (Sisyhpus) Behind you Carve away the stone Make a graven image Chip away the stone With some features of your own (Sisyphus) You call roll the stone Chip away the stone To the top of the hill Make the burden lighter You can carry that weight If you must roll that rock alone With an iron will You can drive those wheels You can drive those wheels To the end of the road To the end of the road You will still find the past right You can try to deny Behind you The weight of the load

Roll away the stone (Sisyhpus) Roll away the stone If you could just move yours

I could get working on my own

One Little Victory – Vapour Trails track 1 – 5:08

A certain measure of innocence Willing to appear naive A certain degree of imagination A measure of make-believe

A certain degree of surrender To the forces of light and heat A shot of satisfaction In a willingness to risk defeat

Celebrate the moment As it turns into one more Another chance at victory Another chance to score

The measure of the moment Is a difference of degree Just one little victory A spirit breaking free One little victory The greatest act can be One little victory

A certain measure of righteousness A certain amount of force A certain degree of determination Daring on a different course

A certain amount of resistance To the forces of the light and love A certain measure of tolerance A willingness to rise above Ceiling Unlimited

– Vapour Trails

track 2 – 5:28

It’s not the heat It’s the inhumanity Plugged into the sweat of a summer street I rest my case – Machine gun images pass Or at least my vanity Like malice through the looking glass Dressed up in the mask of Comedy If laughter is a straw for a drowning man The slackjaw gaze If laughter is a straw for a drowning man Of true profanity Feels more like surrender than defeat ceiling unlimited If culture is the curse of the thinking class windows open wide If culture is the curse of the thinking class look and look again ceiling unlimited feeling unlimited world so wide eyes on the prize turn and turn again changes never end feeling unlimited winding like an ancient river still unsatisfied the time is now again changes never end hope is like an endless river The vacant laugh the time is now again Of true insanity

Dressed up in the mask of Tragedy Programmed for the guts and glands Of idle minds and idle hands

Ghost Rider – Vapour Trails track 3 – 5:41

Pack up all those phantoms Shoulder that invisible load There’s a shadow on the road behind Keep on riding north and west There’s a shadow on the road ahead Haunting that wilderness road Nothing can stop you now Like a ghost rider Sunrise in the mirror Carry all those phantoms Lightens that invisible load Through bitter wind and stormy skies Riding on a nameless quest From the desert to the mountain Haunting that wilderness road From the lowest low to the highest high Like a ghost rider Like a ghost rider From the White Sands Keep on riding north and west To the Canyonlands Then circle south and east To the redwood stands Show me beauty, but there is no peace To the Barren Lands For the ghost rider Sunrise on the road behind Shadows on the road behind Sunset on the road ahead Shadows on the road ahead There’s nothing to stop you now Nothing can stop you now Nothing can stop you now

Peaceable Kingdom

– Vapour Trails track 4 – 5:23

A wave toward the clearing the sky Dream of a Peaceable Kingdom All this time we’re talking and sharing our Dream of a time without war Rational View The ones we wish would hear us A billion other voices are spreading other news Have heard it all before All this time we’re living and trying to understand A wave toward the clearing sky Why a billion other choices are making their A wave toward the clearing sky demands The Hermit against The Lovers Talk of a Peaceable Kingdom Or the Devil against the Fool Talk of a time without fear Swords against the kingdom The ones we wish would listen The Wheel against the rules Are never going to hear All this time we’re burning like bonfires in the Justice against The Hanged Man dark Knight of Wands against the hour A billion other blazes are shooting off their Swords against the kingdom sparks Time against The Tower Every spark a drifting ember of desire To fall upon the earth and spark another fire All this time we’re shuffling and laying out all our cards A homeward angel on the fly While a billion other dealers are slipping past A wave toward the clearing sky our guards All this time we’re hoping and praying we all might learn While a billion other teachers are teaching them how to burn The Stars Look Down

– Vapour Trails

track 5 – 4:28

Like the fly on the wheel, who says “What a lot of dust we’re raising” Are you under the illusion Like the rat in a maze who says, That you’re part of this scheme? “Watch me choose my own direction” Does it seem like a lifetime ago Are you under the illusion You could look with pride The path is winding your way? On your world of dreams Are you surprised by confusion When it leads you astray? What is the meaning of this? Have you lived a lifetime today – And the stars look down Or do you feel like you just got carried away? What are you trying to do? And the stars look down What is the meaning of this? Was it something I said? And the stars look down And the stars look down What are you trying to do? And the stars look down Was it something I said? And the stars look down Something you’d like me to do? And the stars look down

The stars look down

How It Is – Vapour Trails track 6 – 4:05

Here’s a little trap That sometimes catches everyone When today’s as far as we can see Faith in bright tomorrows It’s such a cloudy day giving way to resignation Seems we’ll never see the sun That’s how it is – how it’s going to be I feel the day is all uncertainty Burning in the moment – trapped by the It’s such a cloudy day desperation Seems we’ll never see the sun Between how it is and how it ought to be Or feel the day has possibilities Frozen in the moment – Foot upon the stair the lack of imagination Shoulder to the wheel Between how it is and how it ought to be You can’t tell yourself not to care You can’t tell yourself how to feel Here’s a little trap That sometimes trips up everyone That’s how it is When we tire of our own company Sometimes we’re the last to see beyond Another cloudy day the day’s frustrations That’s how it is – how it’s going to be

Vapour Trail – Vapour Trails track 7 – 4:57

Stratospheric traces of our transitory flight Trails of condensation held in narrow bands of white The sun is turning black The world is turning gray All the stars fade from the night The oceans drain away

Horizon to Horizon memory written on the wind Fading away, like an hourglass, grain by grain Swept away like voices in a hurricane

In a vapor trail

Atmospheric phases make the transitory last Vaporize the memories that freeze the fading past Silence all the songbirds Stilled by the killing frost Forests burn to ashes Everything is lost

Washed away like footprints in the rain

In a vapor trail

Secret Touch – Vapour Trails track 8 – 6:34

The way out Is the way in The way out Is the way in…

Out of touch With the weather and the wind direction With the sunrise And the phases of the moon Out of touch With life in the land of the loving With the living night And the darkness at high noon

You can never break the chain There is never love without pain A gentle hand, a secret touch on the heart

Out of sync With the rhythm of my own reactions With the things that last And the things that come apart Out of sync With love in the land of the living A gentle hand, a secret touch on the heart

A healing hand, a secret touch on the heart

There is never love without pain Life is a power that remains Earthshine – Vapour Trails track 9 – 5:38

On certain nights When the angles are right Pale facsimile And the moon is a slender crescent Like what others see When they look in my direction Its circle shows In a ghostly glow Earthshine Of earthly luminescence Stretching out your hand Full of starlit diamonds Earthshine Earthshine A beacon in the night I can raise my eyes to Reflected light Earthshine To another’s sight Earthshine And the moon tells a lover’s story A jewel out of reach My borrowed face Form a dream to rise to And my third-hand grace Earthshine Only reflect your glory Floating high You’re still out of reach In the evening sky Form a dream to rise to I see my faint reflection Earthshine

Sweet Miracle – Vapour Trails track 10 – 3:40

I wasn’t walking on water I was standing on a reef When the tide came in Swept beneath the surface Lost without a trace No hope at all No hope at all

Oh – sweet miracle Oh – sweet miracle Of life

I wasn’t walking with angels I was talking to myself Rising up to the surface Raging against the night Starless night

Oh – sweet miracle Love’s sweet miracle Of life

Oh salvation Oh salvation

I wasn’t praying for magic I was hiding in plain sight Rising up from the surface To fly into the light Nocturne – Vapour Trails track 11 – 4:49

Did I have a dream? Or did the dream have me?

Set off on a night-sea journey Without memory or desire Drifting through lost latitudes With no compass and no chart

Flying through hallucination Distant voices, signal fires Lighting up my unconscious And the secret places of the heart

Dream – Temporary madness Dream – A voice in the wilderness Dream – Unconscious revelations The morning says, the answer is yes

Floating through a darkened mirror Deep reflections in disguise Soaring through lost altitudes Without wonder, without fear

Symbols on a field of visions Behind the curtain of sleeping eyes On the instant of waking Another world of dreams appears

Dream – A walk in the wilderness Dream – Unconscious recreation The morning says, the answer is yes Freeze

(Part IV of “Fear”)

– Vapour Trails track 12 – 6:21

The city crouches, steaming In the early morning half-light I can’t stand to reason The sun is still a rumor Or surrender to a reflex And the night is still a threat I will trust my instincts Slipping through the dark streets Or surrender to my fright And the echoes and the shadows Something stirs behind me Sometimes we freeze – until the light comes And my palms begin to sweat Sometimes we’re wrong – and sometimes we’re right Sometimes I freeze – until the light comes Sometimes we fight – against the darkness Sometimes I fly – into the night Sometimes we fly – into the night Sometimes I fight – against the darkness Blood running cold Sometimes I’m wrong – sometimes I’m right Mind going down into a dark night Coiled for the spring Of a desperate panic Or caught like a creature in the headlights Or a tempest of blind fury Into a desperate panic Like a cornered beast Or a tempest of blind fury Or a conquering hero Like a cornered beast Or a conquering hero Sometimes I freeze Sometimes I fight The menace threatens, closing Sometimes I fly And I’m frozen in the shadows Into the night I’m not prepared to run away And I’m not prepared to fight Out of the Cradle

– Vapour Trails track 13 – 5:03

It’s not a place Surge of energy, spark of inspiration It’s a yearning The breath of love is electricity It’s not a race Maybe Time is bird in flight It’s a journey Endlessly mocking It’s not an act Here we come out of the cradle It’s attraction Endlessly rocking It’s not a style Endlessly rocking It’s an action It’s a hand It’s a dream for the waking That rocks the cradle It’s a flower touched by flame It’s a motion It’s a gift for the giving That swings the sky It’s a power with a hundred names It’s method on the edge of madness

It’s a balance on the edge of a knife

It’s a smile on the edge of sadness It’s a dance on the edge of life

Endlessly r o c k i n g

Summertime Blues

– Feedback

(Eddie Cochrane) track 1 – 3:52

Well, I’m gonna raise a fuss, Yes I’m a gonna raise a holler Sometimes I wonder what I’m gonna do About working all summer Cause there ain’t no cure for the summertime Just to try to earn a dollar blues Well I went to the boss man And tried to get a break… I’m gonna take two weeks (“He said, “No, dice, bud I’m gonna have a fine vacation You gotta work late”) Gonna take my problems To the United Nations Sometimes I wonder what I’m gonna do Well I went to my congressman Cause there ain’t no cure for the summertime And he said, quote… blues (“I’d love to help you, son But you’re too young to vote”) Well my mom and poppa told me “Son you gotta earn some money, Sometimes I wonder what I’m gonna do If you want to use the car Cause there ain’t no cure for the summertime To go ridin’ next Sunday.” blues Well I wouldn’t go to work Told the boss I was sick… (They said, “Now you can’t use the car Cause you didn’t work a lick”)

Heart Full of Soul – Feedback (The Yardbirds) track 2 – 2:52

Sick at heart and lonely, Deep in dark despair Thinking one thought only- Where is she tell me where And if she says to you She don’t love me Just give her my message Tell her of my plea And I know if she had me back again Well I would never make her sad I’ve gotta heart full of soul She’s been gone such a long time Longer than I can bear But if she says she wants me Tell her that I’ll be there And if she says to you She don’t love me Just give her my message Tell her of my plea. For What It’s Worth

– Feedback

(Buffalo Springfield) track 3 – 3:30

There’s something happening here What it is ain’t exactly clear It’s time we stop, hey, what’s that sound There’s a man with a gun over there Everybody look what’s going down Telling me I got to beware Paranoia strikes deep I think it’s time we stop, children, what’s that Into your life it will creep sound It starts when you’re always afraid Everybody look what’s going down You step out of line, the man come and take you There’s battle lines being drawn away Nobody’s right if everybody’s wrong We better stop, hey, what’s that sound Young people speaking their minds Everybody look what’s going down Getting so much resistance from behind Stop, hey, what’s that sound I think it’s time we stop, hey, what’s that sound Everybody look what’s going down Everybody look what’s going down Stop, now, what’s that sound Everybody look what’s going down What a field-day for the heat Stop, children, what’s that sound A thousand people in the street Everybody look what’s going down Singing songs and carrying signs Mostly say, hooray for our side

The Seeker – Feedback

(The Who)

track 4 – 3:27

I looked under chairs People tend to hate me I looked under tables Cause I never smile I try to find the key As I ransack their homes they wanna shake my To fifty million fables hand Focusin’ on nowhere, investigatin’ miles They call me the seeker I’m a seeker, I’m a really desperate man I’ve been searchin’ low and high I won’t get to get what I’m after I won’t get to get what I’m after Till the day I die Till the day I die

I asked Bobby Dylan I learned how to raise my voice in anger I asked the Beatles Yeah but look at my face, ain’t this a smile I asked Timothy Leary I’m happy when life’s good, and when it’s bad I But he couldn’t help me either cry I got values but I don’t know how or why They call me the seeker I’ve been searchin’ low and high I’m lookin’ for me I won’t get to get what I’m after You’re lookin’ for you Till the day I die We’re lookin’ at each other and we don’t know what to do

They call me the seeker I’ve been searchin’ low and high I won’t get to get what I’m after Till the day I die

Mr. Soul – Feedback (Buffalo Springfield) track 5 – 3:51

Oh, hello, Mr. Soul, I dropped by to pick up a reason For the thought that I caught that my head is the event of the season Why in crowds just a trace of my face could seem so pleasin’ I’ll cop out to the change, but a stranger is putting the tease on

I was down on a frown when the messenger brought me a letter I was raised by the praise of a fan who said I upset her Any girl in the world could have easily known me better She said “you’re strange, but don’t change,” and I let her

In a while, will the smile on my face turn to plaster? Stick around while the clown who is sick does the trick of disaster For the race of my head and my face is moving much faster Is it strange I should change? I don’t know, why don’t you ask her? Seven and Seven Is

– Feedback

(Love)

track 6 – 2:53

When I was a boy I thought about the times I’d be a man I’d sit inside a bottle and pretend that I was in a jam When I was a boy I thought about the In my lonely room I’d sit my mind in an times I’d be a man ice cream cone I’d sit inside a bottle and pretend that I You can throw me if you wanna ’cause I’m was in a can a bone and I go Through a crack of light I was unable to And I go “Oop-ip-ip, oop-ip-ip, yeah.” find my way Trapped inside a night but I’m a day If I don’t start cryin’ it’s because that I have got no eyes And I go “Oop-ip-ip, oop-ip-ip, yeah.” My father’s in the fireplace and my dog lies hypnotized Through a crack of light I was unable to find my way Trapped inside a night but I’m a day and I go

And I go “Oop-ip-ip, oop-ip-ip, yeah.”

Shape of Things – Feedback (The Yardbirds) track 7 – 3:16

Shapes of things before my eyes, Just teach me to despise. Will time make men more wise? Here within my lonely frame, My eyes just hurt my brain. But will it seem the same? Come tomorrow, will I be older? Come tomorrow, may be a soldier. Come tomorrow, may I be bolder than today? Now the trees are almost green. But will they still be seen? When time and tide have been. Fall into your passing hands. Please don’t destroy these lands. Don’t make them desert sands. Soon I hope that I will find, Thoughts deep within my mind. That won’t disgrace my kind.

Crossroads – Feedback

(Robert Johnson) track 8 – 3:27

I went to the crossroads, fell down on my knees I went to the crossroads, fell down on my knees Asked the Lord above, have mercy now, save poor Bob if you please

Standin’ at the crossroads, tried to flag a ride Whee-hee, I tried to flag a ride Didn’t nobody seem to know me, everybody pass me by

Standin’ at the crossroads, risin’ sun goin’ down Standin’ at the crossroads baby, the risin’ sun goin’ down I believe to my soul now, po’ Bob is sinkin’ down

You can run, you can run, tell my friend Willie Brown You can run, you can run, tell my friend Willie Brown That I got the crossroad blues this mornin’, Lord, baby I’m sinkin’ down

I went to the crossroad, mama, I looked east and west I went to the crossroad, babe, I looked east and west Lord, I didn’t have no sweet woman, ooh well, babe, in my distress

Far Cry – Snakes & Arrows track 1 – 5:21

Pariah dogs and wandering madmen Barking at strangers and speaking in tongues The ebb and flow of tidal fortune Whirlwind life of faith and betrayal Electrical changes are charging up the Rise in anger, fall back and repeat young Slow degrees on the dark horizon Full moon rising, lays silver at your feet It’s a far cry from the world we thought we’d inherit You can almost see the circle growing It’s a far cry from the way we thought You can almost feel the planets glowing we’d share it One day I fly through a crack in the sky You can almost feel the current flowing And the next it’s falling in on me You can almost see the circuits blowing I can get back on One day I feel I’m on top of the world I can get back on And the next it’s falling in on me

I can get back on I can get back on One day I feel I’m ahead of the wheel And the next it’s rolling over me I can get back on I can get back on

Armour and Sword

– Snakes & Arrows

track 2 – 6:36

The snakes and arrows a child is heir to Sometimes that spirit is too strong Are enough to leave a thousand cuts Or the flesh is too weak We build our defenses, a place of safety Sometimes the need is just too great And leave the darker places unexplored For the solace we seek The suit of shining armor Sometimes the fortress is too strong Becomes a keen and bloody sword Or the love is too weak What should have been our armor A refuge for the coming night Becomes a sharp and angry sword A future of eternal light No one gets to their heaven without a fight Our better natures seek elevation A refuge for the coming night Confused alarms of struggle and flight No one gets to their heaven without a fight Blood is drained of color By the flashes of artillery light We hold beliefs as a consolation No one gets to their heaven without a fight A way to take us out of ourselves The battle flags are flown Meditation, or medication At the feet of a god unknown A comfort, or a promised reward No one gets to their heaven without a fight

Sometimes the damage is too great Or the will is too weak What should have been our armor Becomes a sharp and burning sword

Workin’ Them Angels

– Snakes & Arrows

track 3 – 4:47

Driving away to the east, and into the past History recedes in my rear-view mirror Carried away on a wave of music down a All this time desert road I’ve been working them angels overtime Memory humming at the heart of a factory Riding and driving and flying town Just over the edge Workin’ them angels – Overtime All my life I’ve been workin’ them angels overtime Driving down the razor’s edge between the past Riding and driving and living and the future So close to the edge Turn up the music and smile Workin’ them angels – Overtime Get carried away on the songs and stories of vanished times Riding through the Range of Light to the Memory drumming at the heart of an English wounded city winter Filling my spirit with the wildest wish to fly Memories beating at the heart of an African Taking the high road to the wounded city village Memory strumming at the heart of a moving picture

The Larger Bowl (a pantoum) – Snakes & Arrows track 4 – 4:07

if we’re so much the same, like I always hear why such different fortunes and fates? some of us live in a cloud of fear some live behind iron gates why such different fortunes and fates? some are blessed and some are cursed some live behind iron gates while others see only the worst some are blessed and some are cursed the golden one or scarred from birth while others only see the worst such a lot of pain on the earth the golden one or scarred from birth some things can never be changed such a lot of pain on this earth it’s somehow so badly arranged some things can never be changed some reasons will never come clear it’s somehow so badly arranged if we’re so much the same, like I always hear

Spindrift – Snakes & Arrows track 5 – 5:24

As the waves crash in As the sun goes down On the western shore On the western shore The wind blows fierce from the east It makes me feel uneasy Wavetops torn into flying spindrift In the hot dry rasp of the devil winds Who cares what a fool believes? As the waves crash in On the western shore What am I supposed to say? It makes me feel uneasy Where are the words to answer you The spray that’s torn away When you talk that way? Is an image of the way I feel Words that fly against the wind and waves

What am I supposed to say? (A little closer to you) Where are the words to answer you Where is the wave that will carry me When you talk that way? A little closer to you?

As the sun goes down What am I supposed to do? On the western shore Where are the words that will make you see The wind blows hard from the east What I believe is true? It whips the sand into a flying spindrift

The Main Monkey Business – Snakes & Arrows track 6 – 6:01

Instrumental

The Way the Wind Blows

– Snakes & Arrows

track 7 – 6:28

Now it’s come to this It’s like we’re back in the Dark Ages From the Middle East to the Middle West Now it’s come to this It’s a world of superstition Hollow speeches of mass deception From the Middle East to the Middle West Now it’s come to this Like crusaders in unholy alliance Wide-eyed armies of the faithful From the Middle East to the Middle West Now it’s come to this Pray, and pass the ammunition Like we’re back in the Dark Ages From the Middle East to the Middle West So many people think that way It’s a plague that resists all science You gotta watch what you say To them and them, and others too It seems to leave them partly blind Who don’t seem to see things the way you do And they leave no child behind While evil spirits haunt their sleep We can only grow the way the wind blows While shepherds bless and count their sheep On a bare and weathered shore We can only bow to the here and now Like a solitary pine In our elemental war On a bare wind-blasted shore We can only grow the way the wind blows We can only grow the way the wind blows We can only bow to the here and now Or be broken down blow by blow

Hope – Snakes & Arrows track 8 – 2:02 Instrumental – Alex Lifeson solo on 12 string guitar

Faithless – Snakes & Arrows track 9 – 5:31

I’ve got my own moral compass to steer by I’ve got my own spirit level for balance A guiding star beats a spirit in the sky To tell if my choice is leading up or down And all the preaching voices – And all the shouting voices Empty vessels ring so loud Try to throw me off my course As they move among the crowd Some by sermons, some by force Fools and thieves are well disguised Fools and thieves are dangerous In the temple and marketplace In the temple and marketplace

Like a stone in the river Like a forest bows to winter Against the floods of spring Beneath the deep white silence I will quietly resist I will quietly resist

Like the willows in the wind Like a flower in the desert Or the cliffs along the ocean That only blooms at night I will quietly resist I will quietly resist I don’t have faith in faith I don’t believe in belief You can call me faithless But I still cling to hope And I believe in love And that’s faith enough for me

Bravest Face

– Snakes & Arrows

track 10 – 5:12

Though we might have precious little I like that show It’s still precious Where they solve all the murders That heroic point of view I like that song It’s got justice and vengeance too About this wonderful world At least, so the story goes It’s got a sunny point of view And sometimes I feel it’s true I like that story – At least for a few of us Makes a satisfying case But there’s a messy point of view I like that world That’s sadly just as true It makes a wonderful song For so many among us But there’s a darker point of view That’s sadly just as true In the softest voice there’s an acid tongue For so many among us In the oldest eyes there’s a soul so young In the shakiest will there’s a core of steel In the sweetest child there’s a vicious streak On the smoothest ride there’s a squeaky wheel In the strongest man there’s a child so weak In the whole wide world there’s no magic place Though we might have precious little So you might as well rise, put on your bravest It’s still precious face

Good News First – Snakes & Arrows track 11 – 4:51

The best we can agree on Is it could have been worse What happened to your old Benevolent universe’ You know the one with stars That revolve around you Beaming down full of promises To bring good news

You used to feel that way The saddest words you could ever say But I know you’ll remember that day And the most beautiful words I could ever say

The worst thing about it all Is that you might have been right And I’m still not really sure What started that fight But I still get this feeling There’s more trouble ahead So never mind the bad news Let’s have the good news instead

Some would say they never fear a thing Well I do And I’m afraid enough for both of us – For me and you Time, if nothing else, will do its worst So do me that favor And tell me the good news first

Malignant Narcissism – Snakes & Arrows track 12 – 2:17

Instrumental

We Hold On

– Snakes & Arrows

track 13 – 4:13

How many times Do we tire of all the little battles Threaten to call it quits How many times Tempted to cut and run Do we swallow our ambitions Long to give up the same old way How many times Find another road to take Do we weather out the stormy evenings Long to slam the front door Keep holding on so long Drive away into the setting sun ‘Cause there’s a chance That we might not be so wrong Keep going until dawn We could be down and gone How many times must another line be drawn But we hold on We could be down and gone But we hold on How many times Do we wonder if it’s even worth it How many times There’s got to be some other way Do we chafe against the repetition To get me through the days Straining against a fate Measured out in coffee breaks But we hold on

Caravan – Clockwork Angels track 1 – 5:40

IT SEEMS LIKE A LIFETIME AGO – which of course it was, all that and more. For a boy, life The caravan thunders onward on the farm was idyllic, but for the young man I To the distant dream of the city became, that very peace and predictability The caravan carries me onward were stifling, unbearable. I had big dreams, and On my way at last needed a big place to explore them: the whole On my way at last wide world. I can’t stop thinking big Near our village of Barrel Arbor, the I can’t stop thinking big steamliners touched down and traveled on rails along the Winding Pinion River toward Crown On a road lit only by fire City. Watching them pass in the night, how I Going where I want, instead of where I should prayed to get away . . . I peer out at the passing shadows Carried through the night into the city None of it seemed right to me . . . Where a young man has a chance of making good In a world lit only by fire A chance to break from the past Long train of flares under piercing stars The caravan thunders onward I stand watching the steamliners roll by Stars winking through the canvas hood On my way at last

In a world where I feel so small I can’t stop thinking big

BU2B – Clockwork Angels track 2 – 5:10

WE WERE ALWAYS TAUGHT that we lived in “the All is for the best best of all possible worlds.” The Watchmaker Believe in what we’re told ruled from Crown City through the Regulators; Blind men in the market the alchemist-priests gave us coldfire for Buying what we’re sold power and light, and everything was well Believe in what we’re told ordered. We accepted our various individual Until our final breath fates as inevitable, for we had also been taught, While our loving Watchmaker “Whatever happens to us must be what we Loves us all to death deserve, for it could not happen to us if we did not deserve it.” In a world of cut and thrust I was always taught to trust None of it seemed right to me . . . In a world where all must fail Heaven’s justice will prevail I was brought up to believe The universe has a plan The joy and pain that we receive We are only human Each comes with its own cost It’s not ours to understand The price of what we’re winning Is the same as what we’ve lost The universe has a plan All is for the best Until our final breath Some will be rewarded The joy and pain that we receive And the devil take the rest Must be what we deserve I was brought up to believe

Clockwork Angels

– Clockwork Angels

track 3 – 7:31 All around the city square Power shimmers in the air THE PLACE I HAD MOST WANTED TO SEE – People gazing up with love Chronos Square, at the heart of Crown City. I To those angels high above had seen many images of the city before, and Chronos Square, but nothing could convey its Celestial machinery – move through your immensity – the heaven-reaching towers of the commands Cathedral of the Timekeepers, or the radiant Goddesses of mystery, so delicate and so glory of the Angels – Land, Sea, Sky, and Light – grand bathed in the brilliant glow of the floating Moved to worship, we bow and close our eyes globes. Clockwork angels, promise every prize

High above the city square “Lean not upon your own understanding * Globes of light float in mid-air Ignorance is well and truly blessed Higher still, against the night Trust in perfect love, and perfect planning Clockwork angels bathed in light Everything will turn out for the best”

You promise every treasure, to the foolish and Stars aglow like scattered sparks the wise Span the sky in clockwork arcs Goddesses of mystery, spirits in disguise Hint at more than we can see Every pleasure, we bow and close our eyes Spiritual machinery Clockwork angels, promise every prize *Proverbs 3:5 [and In-N-Out milkshake!] Clockwork angels, spread their arms and sing Synchronized and graceful, they move like The Pedlar 1 living things Goddesses of Light, of Sea and Sky and Land A foggy woodland road, a crowded village Clockwork angels, the people raise their hands square, the busy streets of Crown City – a – As if to fly wandering pedlar travels the land, uttering the ageless call.

“What do you lack?”

The Anarchist

– Clockwork Angels

track 4 – 6:52

WALKING AMONG THE PEOPLE – who are so The lenses inside of me that paint the world content, so blind – the Anarchist hears the black pedlar’s call, and sneers derisively. “What do I The pools of poison, the scarlet mist, that spill lack? Ah … vengeance?” over into rage The things I’ve always been denied Will there be world enough and time for me to An early promise that somehow died sing that song? A missing part of me that grows around me like A voice so silent for so long a cage For all those years I had to get along, they told me I was wrong In all your science of the mind, seeking blind I never wanted to belong – I was so strong through flesh and bone Find the blood inside this stone I lack their smiles and their diamonds; I lack What I know, I’ve never shown; what I feel, I’ve their happiness and love always known I envy them for all those things, I never got my I plan my vengeance on my own – and I was fair share of always alone

Oh – They tried to get me Oh – They’ll never forget me

Carnies – Clockwork Angels track 5 – 4:52

I FOUND WORK WITH A TRAVELING CARNIVAL, and for the Midsummer Festival in Crown City, our games and rides were set up right in the middle of the Square, beneath the Angels. One night, amid the noise and confusion of the crowded midway, I saw a man working with wires and wooden barrels. He stood and turned – the Anarchist! – holding a clockwork detonator in his hand. I called out to warn the crowd, then suddenly he threw the device at me, and I caught it automatically – just as the people turned to look my way. I escaped, but in disgrace, and fled down the Winding Pinion River to the sea.

Under the gaze of the angels How I prayed just to get away A spectacle like he’s never seen To carry me anywhere Spinning lights and faces Sometimes the angels punish us Demon music and gypsy queens By answering our prayers

The glint of iron wheels A face of naked evil Bodies spin in a clockwork dance Turns the young boy’s blood to ice The smell of flint and steel Deadly confrontation A wheel of fate, a game of chance Such a dangerous device

Shout to warn the crowd Accusations ringing loud A ticking box, in the hand of the innocent The angry crowd moves toward him with bad intent

Halo Effect

– Clockwork Angels

track 6 – 3:14

I HAD FALLEN HELPLESSLY IN LOVE with one of the performers. She was so different from “the girl I left behind,” and I was beginning to understand I had only pretended she was right for me. I pursued my beautiful acrobat obsessively until she let me be with her – then I suffered her rejection and contempt. Once again, I had created an ideal of the perfect What did I care? soulmate, and tried to graft it onto her. It didn’t Fool that I was fit. Such illusions have colored my whole life. Little by little, I burned Maybe sometimes What did I see? There might be a flaw Fool that I was But how pretty the picture was back then A goddess, with wings on her heels All my illusions What did I do? Projected on her Fool that I was The ideal, that I wanted to see To profit from youthful mistakes? It’s shameful to tell What did I know? How often I fell Fool that I was In love with illusions again Little by little, I learned My friends were dismayed So shameful to tell To see me betrayed Just how often I fell But they knew they could never tell me In love with illusions again

A goddess with wings on her heels . . .

Seven Cities of Gold

– Clockwork Angels

track 7 – 6:32

THE LEGEND HAD PASSED DOWN FOR GENERATIONS. Far across the Western Sea, where the steamliners could not fly, lay a Seven Cities of Gold wilderness land hiding seven cities of gold. I Stories that fired my imagination dared the crossing on one of the stout ships Seven Cities of Gold that followed the trade route to Poseidon, a A splendid mirage in this desolation tough port city. I worked there for a while on Seven Cities of Gold the steamliners that served the alchemy mines, Glowing in my dreams, like hallucinations then eventually set out into the Redrock Glitter in the sun like a revelation Desert. The stones were sculpted into Distant as a comet or a constellation unearthly monuments, and the country grew A man can lose himself, in a country like this cold as I traveled north in search of the most Rewrite the story famous City of Gold: CÃbola. Its name had Recapture the glory sounded in my dreams since childhood. A man could lose his life, in a country like this A man can lose his past, in a country like this Sunblind and friendless Wandering aimless Frozen and endless Parched and nameless The nights grow longer, the farther I go A man could lose his way, in a country like this Wake to aching cold, and a deep Sahara of snow Canyons and cactus Endless and trackless That gleam in the distance could be heaven’s gate Searching through a grim eternity A long-awaited treasure at the end of my cruel Sculptured by a prehistoric sea fate

The Wreckers

– Clockwork Angels

track 8 – 5:01

NARROWLY ESCAPING A FROZEN DEATH IN THAT DESERT, I made my way back to Poseidon, and found a berth on a homeward ship. Caught in a terrible storm, we seemed to find salvation in an unexpected signal light. Steering toward it, we soon learned it was false – placed by the denizens to lure ships to their doom on the jagged reefs. They plundered the cargos and abandoned the crews and passengers to the icy waves.

I was the only survivor.

The breakers roar on an unseen shore

In the teeth of a hurricane We struggle in vain Driven aground, with that awful sound A hellish night – a ghostly light Drowned by the cheer from ashore Appears through the driving rain We wonder what for Salvation in a human chain The people swarm through the darkling storm Gather everything they can score All I know is that sometimes you have to be ‘Til their backs won’t bear any more wary Of a miracle too good to be true The breakers roar on an unseen shore All I know is that sometimes the truth is In the teeth of an icy grave contrary The human chain leaves a bloody stain Everything in life you thought you knew Washed away in the pounding waves All I know is that sometimes you have to be wary All I know is that memory can be too much to ‘Cause sometimes the target is you carry Striking down like a bolt from the blue

Headlong Flight

– Clockwork Angels

track 9 – 7:20

THINKING BACK OVER MY LIFE, AND TELLING STORIES ABOUT MY “GREAT ADVENTURES” – they didn’t always feel that grand at the time. But on balance, I wouldn’t change anything. In the words of one of our great alchemists, Friedrich Gruber, “I wish I could do it all again.”

All the journeys Of this great adventure I have stoked the fire on the big steel wheels It didn’t always feel that way Steered the airships right across the stars I wouldn’t trade them I learned to fight, I learned to love and learned Because I made them to feel The best I could Oh, I wish that I could live it all again And that’s enough to say All the treasures Some days were dark The gold and glory I wish that I could live it all again It didn’t always feel that way Some nights were bright I don’t regret it I wish that I could live it all again I never forget it I wouldn’t trade tomorrow for today All the highlights of that headlong flight Holding on with all my might I learned to fight and learned to love and To what I felt back then learned to steal I wish that I could live it all again I wish that I could live it all again

ii – The Pedlar 2

The ever-wandering pedlar.

“What do you lack?”

BU2B2 – Clockwork Angels track 10 – 1:28

THOSE FATEFUL WORDS, “What do you lack?” spark an inner monologue about all that I have lost. No more boundless optimism, no more faith in greater powers, too much pain, too much grief, and too much disillusion. Despite all that, I realize the great irony that although I now believe only in the exchange of love, even that little faith follows the childhood reflex that “I was brought up to believe.”

I was brought up to believe Belief has failed me now The bright glow of optimism Abandoned me somehow

Belief has failed me now Life goes from bad to worse No philosophy consoles me In a clockwork universe

Life goes from bad to worse I still choose to live Find a measure of love and laughter And another measure to give

I still choose to live And give, even while I grieve Though the balance tilts against me I was brought up to believe

Wish Them Well

– Clockwork Angels

track 11 – 5:25

VICTIMIZED, BEREAVED, AND DISAPPOINTED, SEEMINGLY AT EVERY TURN, I still resist feeling defeated, or cynical. I have come to believe that anger and grudges are burning embers in the heart not worth carrying through life. The best response to those who wound me is to get away from them – and wish them well.

All that you can do is wish them well All that you can do is wish them well People who judge without a measure of mercy All the victims who will never learn Spirits turned bitter by the poison of envy Even the lost ones, you can only give up on Always angry and dissatisfied Even the ones who make you burn Even the lost ones, the frightened and mean ones The ones who’ve done you wrong Even the ones with a devil inside The ones who pretended to be so strong The grudges you’ve held for so long Thank your stars you’re not that way It’s not worth singing that same sad song Turn your back and walk away Don’t even pause and ask them why Even though you’re going through hell Turn around and say goodbye Just keep on going Let the demons dwell

Just wish them well

The Garden

– Clockwork Angels

track 12 – 6:59

LONG AGO I READ A STORY FROM ANOTHER The measure of a life is a measure of love and TIMELINE about a character named Candide. He respect also survived a harrowing series of So hard to earn, so easily burned misadventures and tragedies, then settled on a In the fullness of time farm near Constantinople. Listening to a A garden to nurture and protect philosophical rant, Candide replied, “That is all very well, but now we must tend our garden.” In the rise and the set of the sun ‘Til the stars go spinning – spinning ’round the I have now arrived at that point in my own night story. There is a metaphorical garden in the It is what it is – and forever acts and attitudes of a person’s life, and the Each moment a memory in flight treasures of that garden are love and respect. I have come to realize that the gathering of The arrow flies while you breathe, the hours love and respect – from others and for myself tick away – the cells tick away – has been the real quest of my life. The Watchmaker has time up his sleeve The hours tick away – they tick away “Now we must tend our garden.” The treasure of a life is a measure of love and In this one of many possible worlds, all for the respect best, or some bizarre test? The way you live, the gifts that you give It is what it is – and whatever In the fullness of time Time is still the infinite jest It’s the only return that you expect

The arrow flies when you dream, the hours tick The future disappears into memory away – the cells tick away With only a moment between The Watchmaker keeps to his schemes Forever dwells in that moment The hours tick away – they tick away Hope is what remains to be seen