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25 years since I woke up trembling
25 years since that terrible dream
I could see that the world was crumbling
Nothing is ever as it seems
Tried to run but my feet were frozen
Tried to scream but there was no sound
In my head voices echoing
Girl you should know better by now
*Long ago, Far away…
In the mist of yesterday
And you tried so hard to save me
How do you save someone from themselves
All those years, wasted wishes
Drowning in the wishing well…
25 years since I woke up trembling
25 years since that terrible dream
I could see that the world was crumbling
Nothing is ever as it seems
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Don't shed a tear for me
I stand alone
This path of destiny
Is all my own
Once in the hands of fate
There is no choice
An echo on the wind
You'll hear my voice...
Some choose to fall behind
Some choose to lead
Some choose a golden path
Laden with greed
But it's the noble heart
That makes you strong
And in that heart, I'm with you all along...
*The olde village lanterne
Is calling me onward
Leading wherever I roam
The olde village lanterne
A light in the dark
Bringing me closer to home...
So when you think of me
Do so with pride
Honor and bravery
Ruled by my side
And in your memory
I will remain
I will forever be within the flame...
Now at the journey's end
We've traveled far
And all we have to show
Are battle scars
But in the love we shared
We will transcend
And in that love, our journey never ends...
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Standing in the rain
The cold and angry rain
In a long white dress
A girl without a name
She stood beneath the light
Glowing like a candle bright
I guess it doesn't matter anymore
I pulled along the side
And offered her a ride
Like the rolling mist she floated inside
As we pulled away
She had nothing to say
So I guess it doesn't matter anymore
*I believe something's can't be explained
They are hidden in the mist and in the silver rain…
The road was long
It ran on
When I heard her singing her silent song
I knew the melody
From my memory
But I guess it Doesn't Matter Anymore
Finally she spoke
Come pull off the road
Saying she was headin' home
I turned and she was gone
I was all alone
So I Guess It Doesn't Matter Anymore
As I turned away
No reason to stay
She had faded back into the grey
A whisper in the trees
You could hear it in the breeze
Say I Guess It Doesn't Matter Anymore
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Bring to me all of my arrows
Bring to me my crossbow too
I fear we might need them both
Before the night is through
Once a world of glittering hope
This world is not the world we knew
The only light left to shine
Is between me and you
*On our own
In a World of Stone
We are not alone
I had once believed in angels
They were everywhere I looked
A gentle hand guiding me
To give more than I took
But I have died a thousand times
Watching all these angels fall
Their lonely eyes haunt me still
We will avenge them all
*Bring me mead and bring me ale
To help us face this fight again
Good fortune will shine down on us
Together we will win
And they will never break our spirit
We will never turn and run
And we will rise stronger still
When we stand as one!
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Over on the hill
There grows a flower
Growing quicker still
More perfect by the hour
Deep within that flower
Is a tiny chair
All a-fringed with gold
The fairy queen sits there…
It is in her breath
That the wind does blow
It is in her heart
As pure as winter snow
It is in her tears
Crystal raindrops fall
And within her years
That she is in us all…
*Oh dark eyes
Help me see
Just one look
She is gone
Look on me
We are one
Fading with the setting sun…
As the willow bows
To her majesty
All the forest flowers
Love her mystery
Who would not admire
Who could not adore
Who does not desire
Who wishes to see more?
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St. Teresa
Sit down on the corner just a little climb
When I make my money got to get my dime
Sit down with her baby wind is full of trash
She bold as the street light dark and sweet as hash
Way down in the hollow leavin' so soon
Oh St. Teresa higher than the moon
Reach down for the sweet stuff when she looks at me
I know any man sees you like I see
Follow down the side street movin' single file
That's where I'll hold you, sleeping like a child
Way down in the hollow, leavin' so soon
Oh, St. Teresa, higher than the moon
Just what I've been needin', feel it rise in me
Every stone a story, like a rosary
Show me my Teresa, just a little climb
When I make my money, got to get my dime
Way down in the hollow, leavin' so soon
Oh, St. Teresa, higher than the moon
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Sweet child in time you'll see the line
The line that's drawn between the good and the bad
See the blind man, he's shooting at the world
Bullets flying, ooh they're taking toll
If you've been bad, lord I'll bet you have
And you've been hit by flying lead
You'd better close your eyes, you better bow your head
And wait for the ricochet
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Have you seen the old man
In the closed-down market
Kicking up the paper,
with his worn out shoes?
In his eyes you see no pride
And held loosely at his side
Yesterday's paper telling yesterday's news
So how can you tell me you're lonely,
And say for you that the sun don't shine?
Let me take you by the hand and lead you through the streets of London
I'll show you something to make you change your mind
Have you seen the old girl
Who walks the streets of London
Dirt in her hair and her clothes in rags?
She's no time for talking,
She just keeps right on walking
Carrying her home in two carrier bags.
Chorus
In the all night cafe
At a quarter past eleven,
Same old man is sitting there on his own
Looking at the world
Over the rim of his tea-cup,
Each tea last an hour
Then he wanders home alone
Chorus
And have you seen the old man
Outside the seaman's mission
Memory fading with
The medal ribbons that he wears.
In our winter city,
The rain cries a little pity
For one more forgotten hero
And a world that doesn't care
Chorus
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So many nights I sat here waiting
There were times I couldn't go on
Still my heart was anticipating
It made me be strong
Made me hold on…
There were some calling me crazy
I've been accused of being naïve
But I don't need no one to save me
Cause I got you, you make me believe
*I'll Be There in the night when you need me
Just call my name
I'll be there close your eyes and you'll see me
Just Call My Name
I don't need to know the answers
I don't want to understand
We were born to take the chances
I know the truth when you hold my hand…
I had waited a lifetime lost on the open sea
Praying for an angel to be sent to me
Now the night don't last forever
Every moment is a song
Cause we face the night together
Something so right could never be wrong
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Down at the Olde Mill Inn
We'll laugh and dance and sing
We'll drink all day and Bill will pay
Down at the Olde Mill Inn
Down at the Olde Mill Inn
The ships are sailing in,
We'll drink a toast with Judy our host
Down at the Olde Mill Inn
* The moon is full, the bar is too, when we come to town
We'll have a beer, cause Jerry's here, so spread the cheer around....
Down at the Olde Mill Inn
The bartenders name is Kim
And with a smile she'll serve in style
Down at the Olde Mill Inn...
Down at the Olde Mill Inn
We'll laugh and dance and sing
We'll drink all day and Bill will pay
Down at the Olde Mill Inn
Down at the Olde Mill Inn
We'll laugh and dance and sing
We'll drink and play the hours away...
Down at the Olde Mill Inn..
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Far from the worn path of reason
Further away from the sane
He battles his shadows and demons
Fighting to light the way
And the dust and the dirt cloud his vision
Onward he rides unafraid
He fights the good fight for good reason
A star that refuses to fade
Still he braves his path…
Windmills only laugh
She was wounded and wild when he found her
He saw her through child’s eyes
She fell for the spell he was under
Each day a brand new surprise
And she watches with strange curiosity
She wants so much to believe
Hoping to break the chains of reality
Dying to set herself free
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Though he may appear tattered and broken
His clothes are shabby and bare
Still he glows like the flame of a candle
With passion of one who still cares
There was always a rhyme to the reason
Peering out from tired eyes
The truth finally came in treason
So wrong, but so justified…
So wrong but so justified…
Windmills close their eyes…
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I heard the sound of voices in the night
Spellbound there was someone calling and
I looked around no one was in sight
Fall down and I kept on falling
I've seen this place before
When you were standing by my side
I've seen your face before tonight
Maybe I just see what I want it to be
I know it's a mystery
Do you remember me on the street of dreams
Running through my memory
On the street of dreams
There you stood a distant memory
So good like we never parted
Said to myself I knew you'd set me free
But here we are right back where we started and
Something's come over me
And I don't know what to feel
Maybe this fantasy is real
Now I know I see what I want it to be
I know it's a mystery
Do you remember me on the street of dreams
Running through my memory
On the street of dreams
Something's come over me
And I don't know what to feel no
Maybe this fantasy is real
Now I know I see what I want it to be
I know it's a mystery
Do you remember me on the street of dreams
Running through my memory
On the street of dreams
I can hear you calling me
On the street of dreams
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Once in a garden
Once in a garden where dreams could be found
Once children's laughter was the only sound
No worries troubles were few
Once in garden where innocence rang pure and true
Once on a hilltop beneath the old tree
Swings made of tires made us feel so free
The butterflies kissed our hair
Once on a hilltop I still see us right there
Hours of make believe playing in the sun
Dreaming with wonder, "What would we become?"
Hours of make believe playing in the sun
Dreaming with wonder, "What would we become?"
My best friend cold in my hand
We'd run by the sea through castles of sand
Once in a forest just like Robin Hood
Flowers were our playmates we only saw good
In everything be it right or wrong
Once in a garden I still can hear our song
Can you hear our song?
Can you hear our song?
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I heard the sound of voices in the night
Spellbound there was someone calling and
I looked around no one was in sight
Fall down and I kept on falling
I've seen this place before
When you were standing by my side
I've seen your face before tonight
Maybe I just see what I want it to be
I know it's a mystery
Do you remember me on the street of dreams
Running through my memory
On the street of dreams
There you stood a distant memory
So good like we never parted
Said to myself I knew you'd set me free
But here we are right back where we started and
Something's come over me
And I don't know what to feel
Maybe this fantasy is real
Now I know I see what I want it to be
I know it's a mystery
Do you remember me on the street of dreams
Running through my memory
On the street of dreams
Something's come over me
And I don't know what to feel no
Maybe this fantasy is real
Now I know I see what I want it to be
I know it's a mystery
Do you remember me on the street of dreams
Running through my memory
On the street of dreams
I can hear you calling me
On the street of dreams
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