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Yusuf
Yusuf


Background information
Birth name Steven Demetre Georgiou
Born July 21, 1948
Born place London, England
Genre(s) Pop Rock
Soft Rock
Folk-Rock
Years active 1966—present
Label(s) Island Records
Polydor
Atlantic Records
A&M Records
Associated acts Alun Davies
Website Website



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Yusuf Album


Roadsinger (05/05/2009)
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Shamsia (instrumental)
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Saw a sign on the path
'All seekers this way'
A fairy sat and laughed
And threw a petal my way
As I neared the bridge
Two soldiers stood and stared,
"No one passes by us, but, hey!
You're welcome here."

Carried on down the road
To the marketplace
I was still alone
No one knew my face
Then a stranger sang
With voice like the wind
Then the hills began, to sing,
"Welcome in."

Time rolls on, ain't no good to sit and moan
Time rolls on, and so we travel on
Never did I imagine
What a dawn could be
Till I opened my eyes, to see
It was welcoming me

At the end of my days
On my way home
I paused a while to gaze
Upon the Sacred Stone
There it stood in the middle
Of the Holy Domain
Then the people came out to say,
"Welcome home, again!"

Time rolls on, and so we carry on
Time rolls on, ain't no good to sit and moan
Time rolls on, and so we travel on
Time rolls on, ain't no good to sit alone

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When i hold your hand,
I could fly a zillion miles with you.
When I see your grace,
I can see you're God's words come true.
Every little bird above the haze,
and fish beneath the waves,
knows about you...
wouldn't they do.

When I see your eyes,
I can see rainbows in the sky.
Being with you,
all who parted reunite.
Every little pearl drop in the clouds,
and stones beneath the ground,
are waiting for you...
wouldn't they do.

Whatever you say
lightens up the burden of the day.
Whatever you do
makes us ever want to follow you.

Whatever they say,
Whatever they do,
I'll always love you.

Every burning comet that zooms,
and angels too,
think about you...
wouldn't they do.

Thinkin' bout you,
I could climb a mountain in the dark.
Listenin' to you,
Flowers dance in the park.

Whatever they say,
whatever they do,
We'll always love you.

The words that you say,
lightens up the burdens of the day.
Whatever you do,
makes us want to follow you.

Whatever they say,
Whatever they do,
I'll always love you.

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Every time I dream I keep seeing,
streets and alleyways, places that I've never known,
Every time I dream I am being,
lifted to a height, that I too frightened to go,
Then I wake up and find everything's away, it seems, one night ago,
Every time I sleep I keep hoping,
this would be the night of nights that I see you again,
As I close my eyes like rims and curtains, slowly rising on an empty stage,
Then I'm back in the stall sitting all alone waiting for the show to begin,
Ooooo... Oooooo...
Every time I dream I would often find myself running,
From a wild pack of lice,
'Till I reach a house and hear the gurge upstairs,
And look for a place to hide,
But if I saw you there,
I wouldn't dare dream again of opening my eyes,
Mmmmm....

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Everybody's thinking about the rain, (x2)
Wonder if the sun is gonna come again,
Oooo....
Things are looking bad,
Everybody in the world, in the world's looking so sad,
Everybody's thinking about the storm, (x2)
Wonder where all the good weather's gone,
Oooo...
Things are looking bad,
Everybody in the world, in the world's looking so sad,
Tell me if I got to build a boat to carry us to sea,
Tell me what the shape of it will be,
Tell me if it's gonna be a home for every kind of beast,
Tell me who the lucky ones would be,
Tell me if you gotta build a world,
What that world would be,
If we're gonna build it well enough for thee,
Tell me if it's gonna be a home for all humanity,
Will it be believers with me...
Ooohooo....
Everybody's thinking about the flood, (x2)
Wonder if the water's gonna turn to blood,
Oooo....
Things are looking bad,
Everybody in the world, in the world's looking so sad,
Everybody's thinking about the rain, (x2)

. . .


In this world o' darkness,
evil rules by night,
but somewhere in the shaaadows, someone seeking light

No one knows his neighbor here,
no one has the time,
no one cares for anyone else,
in a world where the sun don't shine

(Shamsia) (x2)

Some sons dream of leaving,
while they're young at heart,
but few choose the path towards the land beyond the dark,
who choose the path towards the land beyond the daaark

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I have journeyed, endless miles
Seen many others, where I took rest a while
On this boat called “near and far”
To be what you must, you must give up what you are.

(Bridge)

Only on a wind of hope my heart said
Braving mystic oceans to arrive
Those who do not leave and choose to stay
Many survive

Be you dust or be you star
To be what you must, just reach out for what you are.
And though you travel many roads,
There’s but one way and that’s the one you chose.

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In this glass world, we stop feeling pain,
going nowhwere, we've got everything,
In this glass world,
people who live below, wish they were here, just looking in

In this glass world (x3)

In this glass world, we bathe by starlight,
no troubles here, that's on the outside,
In this glass world, sittin' without a cake,
no need to move, it's way too nive up here

In this glass world (x3)

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Roadsinger came to town, long cape and hat,
people stood and stared then closed their doors, as he passed,
he strolled the empty street, kids banged on tin cans,
then the panting dogs began to bark, as the Roadsinger sang

Where do you go, where do you go,
when hearts are closed,
when a friend becomes a stranger,
nobody wants to know

Where do you go, where do you go,
when the world turns dark,
and the light of truth is blown out,
and the roads are blocked

He stopped by a stall, between the barrels and sacks,
a child's face peeped out and gave a smile, and ran back,
behind a misty glass, on a windowpane,
a little finger drew a perfect heart, and a name

Where do you go, where do you go,
in a world filled with fright,
only a song to warm you, through the night
Where do you go, where do you go,
after lies are told,
and the light of truth is blown out,
and the night is cold

Mmm.... Mmmm.... Mmmm.... Mmmm....

Roadsinger rode on, to another land,
though the people spoke a different tongue, it understand,
they showed him how to share, and took him by the hand,
showed him the path to Heaven, through the desert sand

Where do you go, where do you go,
to find happiness,
in a world filled with hatred, (Cheers)
where do you go, where do you go,
if no one cares,
and everybody's lost, looking for theirs

. . .


All kinds of roses (x2)
All kinds of roses, grow in my garden,
All kinds of creatures (x2)
All kinds of creatures, run on my land,
All kinds of children (x2)
All kinds of children, play in my yard,
So many feelings, so many feelings, flow through my blood

All kinds of people (x2)
All kinds of people, make up my life,
All kinds of faces (x2)
All kinds of faces, show me their love,
All kinds of lanterns (x2)
All kinds of lanterns, light up the dark,
but there's only one God, only one God, has a place in my heart

All kinds of roses (x2)
All kinds of roses, grow in my garden

. . .


Dream on (x2)
Dream on, through the darkness,
Dream on (x2)
Dream on, 'till the light

Dream on (x2)
Dream on, 'till it's bright,
Dream on (x2)
Dream on, through the darkness

. . .

Shamsia

[No lyrics]

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