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UP IN SMOKE

Book of love in front of me

Tries to bite my chin;

Angel right behind my shoulder

Waits to do me in;

I wish I had a heart

To walk me like a dog -

But life's a sweet thing,

Going up in smoke.

Used to be a passenger,

Now they take me as their own;

Used to be a fisher-king

But now my cross is gone.

I wish I had some faith,

But all I do is talk -

And life's a sweet thing,

Going up in smoke.

We could be engineers,

We could drive a coach;

Could be real New Age

With positive approach.

I wish I still could laugh,

I wish it was a joke -

But life's a sweet thing,

Going up in smoke.

ELOISE

Eloise

Standing in the rain outside

Wondering if the sky is really made out of air

There she is, always looking right at me

But is she? I can't really tell

And I don't really care

Eloise

Something of the child

Something of the bride

And sometimes

Just not there.

Help me, please,

Discover about your secret life

And the purpose behind the clothes that you wear;

I just need some time to settle down,

Just need some time to settle down,

I need to get my feet on the ground,

Before I can dance with you;

But now,

I can't even see you now;

And she smiles, and she turnes,

And she says: "I know,

I know…"

Eloise

Staring at the sea

Seven white birds

Sing

Lost in her hair;

I've heard she is

Lethal for the likes of me

Well, I can't really tell

And I don't really care.

I just need some time to settle down,

Just need some time to settle down,

Just need to get my feet on the ground,

Before I can dance with you;

But now,

I can't even see you now;

And she smiles, and she turnes,

And she says: "I know,

I know…"

HEADING FOR THE ABSOLUTE ONE

Women today gained entrance to the City Of Light:

Oh Joy Undescribed — security there was never tigh

Saint Peter by the pearly gate -

He looks funny, but he's doing alright;

He's taking the preventive measures -

Must have been too late…

The lingeried ladies are walking on by;

The angels take cover — they think it isn't right;

And if the party's gonna go on tonight -

I don't know, who will set it all straight;

Who'll take away the empty bodies

And paint the clouds white — white again;

So, my love,

I think that enough is enough;

Tired of this second-hand fun,

I'm heading for the absolute one.

Descriptions in the holy books leave me feeling rather stiff,

For there's much more that my spirit has to give;

We played it perfect for the moon and the sun;

This story's over, the credit is gone -

So it's one for the road — and I'm

Heading for The Absolute One.

BEST YEARS OF OUR LIVES

These are the best years of our lives — sweet and peaceful

The best years of our lives — enchanted and fey

Like the seeds we're sown,

Like the seeds trampled -

After the gardener did what he's paid to do,

Now it is finally time…

These are the best years of our lives — it's all that matters

The best years of our lives — fragile and clean;

Like a child, we're blessed;

Like a child — spaced out;

And may Lord have mercy on those, who invoke our displeas

In these best years of our lives.

And I'm coming from a different world;

And I really dont know how it's done here;

And I would honestly ask you to help me, babe,

To work with me, trust in me,

And cover my ass — and then I'll look away…

These are the best years of our lives -

and our captain's locked up;

And his choir of angels waits for this city to fall.

Before this sky, and them bells ringing,

I say — I know how you feel, God, I know how you feel.

If we knew our way out, we'd never be stuck here at all -

These are the best years of our lives…

LISTEN TO THE QUIET ONE

It's coming back now,

Back to the center,

Rest in twilight.

Talking in a different language,

Clear and delightful,

There's no translation.

Raised in wonder,

Shot in the back;

This is The Central calling,

This is the answer:

Listen to The Quiet One.

No need to worry

No need to hide

No way from the front line

Alone in the darkness

All the connections' been cut.

So I drank myself

Down to be up again

This is a different chapter

Written for your friends and lovers

This is the answer:

Listen to The Quiet One.

CAN'T STOP REPEATING YOUR NAME

Days of wine, days of roses -

They are here again, brought by summer haze.

The world inside of me was split and bored and fighting -

But now it stands still, silent and amazed.

Words will come later,

They will surely come, if I will need them still;

If blessed are promises given to be broken -

How more so You, love, for You're the Love fulfilled.

And I can't stop repeating Your Name,

Can't stop repeating Your Name;

You are The One, who make me shine like the sun,

Keep me forever in flame -

Never the same again -

I can't stop repeating Your Name.

BEAUTIFUL BLUE TRAIN

It was a beautiful night, when I was talking to My Lord;

I said: "Oh my, Omniscient One, tell me, why I'm tired and bored?"

He said — Shut up and listen,

You know — words are all in vain;

Just check your soul for this blue train.

Why don't we get outside, before it is too late,

You don't want to be stuck where the doctors and the lawyers

lie in wait

Take me out tonight — I'm tired of being alone;

And beautiful blue train will take us home.

You know, sometimes I feel like part of my body is made of steel

And then I think of all the little girls gone beneath its wheels:

Alright then, who's that dancing round this human pole?

And our beautiful blue train will take them home.

It was a beautiful night, and I was talking to My Lord,

I said — Lord, what You've been telling me is not what

I was taugh

He said — Do you think I really care

Where is that you roam?

Cause my beautiful blue train will take you home.

ANNIE OF THE NIGHTINGALES

It was the time, when nothing was right,

Time, when nothing was wrong;

When ballerinas fly in the wind -

This time is now.

And it's written in the dark ways.

Written on the white halls,

Written in the cracks of the sky,

And it says…

It was awhile since the baby was born,

Awhile, since the story was told,

Awhile — and then it happens again;

And it happens now;

And I can see it in the dark ways,

And I can see it on the flyovers,

I can see it in the whites of your eyes;

And it spells out:

Annie Of The Nightingales.

And she goes…

UNDER THE GOOD SUN

They say it's always been the same

Throughout the years;

They come they go they stay the same.

They pray for sun,

They pray for rain -

Against the grain, my love,

They go again, my love.

Young lovers broken on the wheel

They spin themselves;

I pray to Gods they spin it well.

Their hounds of love,

Their hounds of hell -

They might be true, my love,

But not for you, my love -

Cause you stand in the good good sun.

The winds of charity have passed

Beyound the pale,

They've left us here without the stage.

Their storms of war,

Their tears of rage -

They'll let us through, my love,

Cause we stand with you, my love -

And you stand in the good good sun.

PROMISES OF EDEN

We've set our sails on sunrise -

Just like the scriptures say;

They have said they're building heaven, so it could

Be awkward, if we stay;

And the watchmen in their towers

Somehow have failed to see, how

We dance away,

We sail away

From their promises of Eden.

We hail Ye, Pretty Maidens;

And Ye, Weary Travellers — Hail!

Rest in peace, for there's no science that can unfold

The mysteries of our sails.

And while their wise men ponder

New ways to set us free -

We dance away,

We smile away

From their promises of Eden.

Some say this ship is crazy;

Some say this ship is iost.

But the Lady Fair, who's keeping us afloat,

Is still fairer than the most.

And while the full moon wanders

Above this ageless sea -

We dance away,

We smile away

From their promises of Eden.

THE ANGEL CALLING

It's always like this -

Somebody puts some gunpowder into my brain,

Into my brain -

And then waits for the spark.

And I say to myself -

Come on now, do you really have to be that insane?

Be that insane -

Than off I go…

Suppose I was made of steel,

I'll find myself a magnet,

And I'll call it your name,

Call it your name

And then paint it bright;

And you'll destroy me with light,

You'll burn me to cinders with your hands on my wheel -

Your hands on my wheel;

And then off I'll go.

All in all — it's another step to heaven,

And in heaven it's easy to see -

It was the angel, that's calling me;

It was the angel, and I just did what he said;

It was the angel, and I'm satisfied;

It was the angel, and I cried and I cried,

And I tried and I tried,

And I can't get you out of my head.