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Sunrise
And the new day's breakin' through
The morning
Of another day without you
And as the hours roll by
No-one’s there to see me cry
Except the sunrise
The sunrise and you
Tired eyes drift across the shore
Looking for love and nothing more
But as the sea rolls by
No-one's there to see me cry
Excep the sunrise
The sunrise and you
Sunrise
Bless my eyes
Catch my soul
Make me whole again
Sunrise, new day
Hear my song
I'm tired of fightin'
And foolin' around
But from now on
Till who knows when
My sword will be my pen
And I'll love you, love you
For all of my time
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I had a spider woman
And she was so good
She chained me
In her web so tight
I lost the freedom
Of release that night
So I stayed right by her
I dreamt I saw a blind man
Who was singing a song
About a guy who
Couldn't take no more
And the meaning of
The words he swore
Told me go find her
She was a spider woman
But she was good to me
Spider Woman
But she was good to me
I told her 'bout my vision
But she laughed in my face
So I told her go
And walk in the street
But by the time
She got past my feet
I lost control
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Stranger than the sunrise
Darker than the night
Fiercer than a rainstorm
This is man's delight
This is man's delight
Weaker than a moment
And hot as any fire
Blinder than the blind eye
This is man's desire
This is man's desire
I ran to a place in the open sea
Where I pledged
My life to the sun
It was good for a while
I could laugh, I could smile
But when I woke up one day
The sun had gone
So what of my meaning
What am I trying to say
What of my caution
I’m a man anyway
I’m a man anyway
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I have heard the echoes in the dark
Dim and distant voices of the past
And I've seen so far into the night
And lingered in the land of no light
Far beyond the
Shrouded hours of dawn
Through the mist
Of daybreak I was borne
But the day was
Clouded still by night
Leaving me in the land of no light
Though I'd love to
Say hello to you
You might have to wait awhile
To say goodbye
For it must end as it began
And then start again
The day of darkness
Comes to every man
And lingers while he
Reaches out his hand
And he cannot know how it will end
Till he finds out if he has a friend
A friend ...
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It's raining outside
But that's not unusual
But the way that I'm feeling
Is becoming usual
I guess you could say
The clouds are moving away
Away from your days
And into mine
Now it's raining inside
It’s kind of a shame
And it's getting to me
A happy man
Why should you want to
Waste all my time
The world is yours
But I am mine
Rain, rain, rain in my tears
Measuring carefully my years
Shame, shame, shame in my mind
See what you've done to my life
See what you’ve done to my life
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Would you like to take
This magic potion with me
On a trip to a cosmic
Playground far beyond
She understands
She's been before
It's in her hands
To find the door
Sweet Lorraine
Let the party carry on
You and I will swim the sea
Sweet Lorraine
Let the party carry on
You and I can feel the breeze
There is no time, no wealth
Only I surround you
The fortune of this guide
Is simply sincerity
She understands
‘Cos she's been before
It's in her hands
To find the door, so
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We told our tales as we sat under
Morning's sleepy sky
With all the colours of
The sunrise shining in our eyes
One, then another
With a story of yesterday's life
Or of a lover who had
Gone in a moment of strife
No thought of sleep ever dwells
Upon the wise man's mind
Some task or audience
Stealing every moment of his time
Thus we have learned to live
While mortal men
Stand waiting to die
How can we do what must be done
In just one short life
LyricsAnd if you ask
Then you must know
If you still doubt
You should be told
It was not we
That made it so
It was by those
Who went before
And there you sit
Tomorrow's child
So full of love
So full of life
But you must rise
To meet the day
Lest you become another tale
Another tale ...
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In the magic garden
Some were singing
Some were dancing
While the midnight moon
Shone brightly overhead
The stars so gaily glistened
And the sphinx in silence listened to
The magician tell of
Lives that he had led
Let the bells of freedom ring
Songs of love to Friday's king
Let's all go to
The magician's birthday
It's in a forest
But not so far away
Much to do
And so much to say
While we listened to
LyricsThe orchid orchestra play
Happy Birthay to you ...
Happy Birthday to magician
Happy Birthday to you ...
Then at the dead of midnight
As we watched the dancing firelight
The air grew cold
And seemed to dull the flame
The fire died
The music faded
Filled with fear of death we waited
For now we knew
Some evil was to blame
I challenge you
I challenge you all
For all you own
And all you know
And by all the powers of darkness
I will steal what is mine
Surrender now or face my spite
I grant you it may be Friday night
But did you know this day
Also numbers thirteen
First I'll give you fire
I turn your fire into a sleepy stream
Yes, now I give you nightmares
From your horror I'll create a dream
You cannot fight me
For I have the sword of hate
But one thing you can't see
My answer is simply
An impenetrable fortress
Of love ... love ... love ...
The fear went as quickly as it came
The air was clear
The fire burned again
The flames leapt
The organ played
The swans sang
To greet the day
And then we knew that
Love will find love will find love ..
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Do we live our lives in moderation?
Does this appear
When you're around?
And the deeper in debt
The harder the bet
Your thoughts are one of a clown
Look out before you sign
Your soul away
The crystal ball, it seems
Is not reading to - reading today
Does the time seem right
For some rethinking?
It seems a gift that you have
Are you living a dream
Of express progress?
It's just a thought that you have
Oh, you should've know better
When the warning light was lit
As it did for others
You preach a sermon
When you talk of the messiah
We are yet to discover
Thinkin', lovin', feelin'
But disbelievin' ...
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Stand up and fight
Or you'll lose your right
Do you wanna stand in a line
Fightin' hard to hold on to your mind
Seek and you'll find
Proud words on a dusty shelf
Find and you'll seek
Just keep on helpin' yourself
When the wind of trouble comes
Put away your battledrums
And stand up and fight
Stand up and fight
Don't stand in a line
Hold on to your mind
Seek and you'll find
Proud words on a dusty shelf
Find and you'll seek
Keep on keepin' on helpin' yourself
Stand up and fight ...
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I have heard the echoes in the dark
Dim and distant voices of the past
And I've seen so far into the night
And lingered in the land of no light
Far beyond the
Shrouded hours of dawn
Through the mist
Of daybreak I was borne
But the day was
Clouded still by night
Leaving me in the land of no light
Though I'd love to
Say hello to you
You might have to wait awhile
To say goodbye
For it must end as it began
And then start again
The day of darkness
Comes to every man
And lingers while he
Reaches out his hand
And he cannot know how it will end
Till he finds out if he has a friend
A friend ...
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It's raining outside
But that's not unusual
But the way that I'm feeling
Is becoming usual
I guess you could say
The clouds are moving away
Away from your days
And into mine
Now it's raining inside
It’s kind of a shame
And it's getting to me
A happy man
Why should you want to
Waste all my time
The world is yours
But I am mine
Rain, rain, rain in my tears
Measuring carefully my years
Shame, shame, shame in my mind
See what you've done to my life
See what you’ve done to my life
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In the magic garden
Some were singing
Some were dancing
While the midnight moon
Shone brightly overhead
The stars so gaily glistened
And the sphinx in silence listened to
The magician tell of
Lives that he had led
Let the bells of freedom ring
Songs of love to friday's king
Let's all go to
The magician's birthday
It's in a forest
But not so far away
Much to do
And so much to say
While we listened to
The orchid orchestra play
Happy birthay to you ...
Happy birthday to magician
Happy birthday to you ...
Then at the dead of midnight
As we watched the dancing firelight
The air grew cold
And seemed to dull the flame
The fire died
The music faded
Filled with fear of death we waited
For now we knew
Some evil was to blame
I challenge you
I challenge you all
For all you own
And all you know
And I own the powers of darkness
I will steal what is mine
Surrender now or face my spite
I grant you it may be friday night
But did you know this day
Also numbers thirteen
First I'll give you fire
I turn your fire into a sleepy stream
Yes, now I give you darkness
From your horror I'll create a dream
You cannot fight me
For I have the sword of hate
But one thing you can't see
My answer is simply
An impenetrable fortress
Of love ... love ... love ...
The fear went as quickly as it came
The air was clear
The fire burned again
The flames leapt
The organ played
The swans sang
To greet the day
And then we knew that
Love will find love will find love ..
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Sunrise
And the new day's breakin' through
The morning
Of another day without you
And as the hours roll by
No-one’s there to see me cry
Except the sunrise
The sunrise and you
Tired eyes drift across the shore
Looking for love and nothing more
But as the sea rolls by
No-one's there to see me cry
Excep the sunrise
The sunrise and you
Sunrise
Bless my eyes
Catch my soul
Make me whole again
Sunrise, new day
Hear my song
I'm tired of fightin'
And foolin' around
But from now on
Till who knows when
My sword will be my pen
And I'll love you, love you
For all of my time
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Do we live our lives in moderation?
Does this appear
When you're around?
And the deeper in debt
The harder the bet
Your thoughts are one of a clown
Look out before you sign
Your soul away
The crystal ball, it seems
Is not reading to - reading today
Does the time seem right
For some rethinking?
It seems a gift that you have
Are you living a dream
Of express progress?
It's just a thought that you have
Oh, you should've know better
When the warning light was lit
As it did for others
You preach a sermon
When you talk of the messiah
We are yet to discover
Thinkin', lovin', feelin'
But disbelievin' ...
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