The moon is making patterns on the water. Why it is I just can't say. I'm not old enough or wise enough to wonder. I don't think about the magic that I'm under.
Voices in the air, drifting from afar. Evening finds her waking, dancing with the stars. And when I'm waiting for the sun to smile upon my face. Moongirl's softly sleeping, daylight dreams away.
Rain, sea, surf, sand, clouds and sky. Hush, now baby don't you cry. . There's a mocking bird. Singing songs in the trees. There's a mocking bird. Singing songs just for you and me.
Sky was black, Lord, rain came pouring down. Number 12 bus shuffling down Shaw Road way. Mules keep spinning, black-faced lifers peck the ground. Sun comes up like lightning over Tango Hill grey.
I get up early in the morning. It's up and out with the sun. Spending my day making natural highs. And in the evening when my work is done. I make a phone call from the hotel.
Didn't anybody see his hand move faster than the lightning in his eyes?. Oh, what a cold surprise the flying horses cried. And didn't anybody want to ask the calliope to call the tune?.
The rock on which I stand is slowly sinking in the sand. The sheer realities of life are rushing by. I am looking out at life and I don't know what's wrong or right.
Love like a burning fire. Creeping up on you. Watch as the flame grows higher. Can you see it through?. . Don't you know the die is cast?. Got to keep on running faster than time.
Love was like a violin, playing soft and low. In your heart you held the strings, in my heart the bow. Together we made soft sweet music, together we believed.
There is something that I can see. Every time that you talk to me. And it feels like I'm gonna be. Looking from the outside. . There is something I've got to say.
Bye, bye, bye. The time has come round again, my friend. A life and some time I just gotta spend. So bye bye, my friend. See you again. My mind in my pocket.
You and me, our life is driftin' along. Watchin' the world as it's singin' its song. High above, someone is callin' to me. Life is for livin' and livin' is free.
Well, I feel like I've come to the end of a long, long road. My body's tired and my mind's got no place to go. The end of the line's where I'm at 'cos there's nothing left to be.
Like a jester dressed, in a silly gown. Something evil came to town. At the darkest hour, in the dead of night. All who'd listen gathered round. . From the uninspired, from the tortured sounds.
The lady loves, while she may. The lady loves, while she may. In the pale moonlight, or a sunny day. The lady loves, mmm she loves. The lady dreams, while she may.
On the road to nowhere. Heading for Mallaig. I can feel the wild west highland breeze. Drive all my fears away. . Through the raging sound of sleat. Safe on Spanish John.
My friends, it's not what you were famous for. But now the whole world's watching you. If we could help you then you know we would. But we don't know just what to do.
There's a beautiful sight. you know they call it tomorrow.. It's the most beautiful sight. that you'll ever see.. I know it's only a day away. and it's always in the future..
Circles in the sky. White as paper fly. Sound of seagulls crying fills the air. High above the lonely one is there. Jonathan he cares. To feel better.
Back in the autumn of seventy. On the night shift at Abbey Road. Four young men were recording a song named, 'Galadriel'. For an album they'd call 'Once Again'.