(Stephen Stills). In my short time. I've loved, I've shined. And now I find. All my lovin' just been blind. Southern girl, come on. You and me babe, gotta move on.
------------------. All of the ladies attending the ball. Are requested to gaze in the faces. Found on the dance cards. Please then remember. And don't get to close.
(Jimi the Fox, The Owl and Skydog). Blues man. Play your hand. Do it right. Come on strong. Don't stay too long. Runnin' wild. Singin' child. Powered sound.
(Stephen Stills). spoken:. This is a song about a card game. Black queen, holding hearts. Black queen, tear the game apart. Black queen, don't you know?.
Hey girl how's by you. Sing your rock and roll. Sing your blues. I'm all right I pay my dues. I got 'em comin' to me. You got 'em comin' to you. I'm gonna try again >.
--------------------------. Amazonia. Amazonia. From the heart of Amazonia. Comes the very air we breathe. But the people there are poor. Can't see the forest for the trees.
I was lonesome as I could be. In a bad kind of time. Till I saw you look at me. Where the smoke is fine. All of my troubles disappear. When I watch you move.
Have ever been down deep?. I mean way down. Under the ocean. Just inside though news reef. Better beware of his potion. And remember you don't belong.
Can you see me... cryin'?. Can you hear me... dyin'?. I wanna talk to you. Listen too. Do you know me like I know you?. Do you know me like I love you?.
And so begins the task. I have dreaded the coming of. For so long. I wait for the sun. To remind my body. It needs restin'And I must learn to live without you now.
There's a place I can get to. Where I'm safe from the city blues. And it's green and it's quiet. Only trouble was I had to buy it. . And I'll do anything I got to do.
As I come of age, I keep fallin' down. And I feel just like a schoolboy. I was in a senseless rage. Runnin' too hard. . And I tore you all to pieces. Yes, but it's all over now.
Helplessly hoping her harlequin hovers nearby. Awaiting a word, gasping at glimpses. Of gentle true spirit. He runs, wishing he could fly high. . Only to trip at the sound of good-bye.