@ALBUM: Days of Future Passed
Artists: The Moody Blues
1967 Deram Records
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@SONG: The Day Begins
(Redwave, Knight, Edge)
'Cold hearted orb that rules the night,
Removes the colours from our sight.
Red is grey and yellow white,
But we decide which is right.
And which is an illusion?
Pinprick holes in a colourless sky,
Let inspired figures of light pass by,
The mighty light of ten thousand suns,
Challenges infinity and is soon gone.
Night time, to some a brief interlude,
To others the fear of solitude.
Brave Helios wake up your steeds,
Bring the warmth the countryside needs.
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@SONG: Dawn: Dawn Is A Feeling
(Michael Pinder)
Dawn is a feeling, a beautiful ceiling,
The smell of grass just makes you pass into a dream.
You're here today, no future fears,
This day will last a thousand years, if you want it to.
You look around you, things they astound you,
So breathe in deep, you're not asleep open your mind.
You're here today, no future fears,
This day will last a thousand years, if you want it to.
Do you understand that all over this land there's a feeling?
In minds far and near, things are becoming clear with a meaning.
Now that you're knowing, pleasure starts flowing,
It's true life flies, faster than eyes could ever see.
You're here today, no future fears,
This day will last a thousand years, if you want it to.
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@SONG: The Morning: Another Morning
(Ray Thomas)
Balloons flying, children sighing,
What a day to go kite flying.
Breeze's cool, away from school,
Cowboys fighting out a duel.
Time seems to stand quite still
In a child's world it always will.
Fishes biting, so exciting,
Lunchtime sounds so inviting.
Angler Bill, he gets a thrill,
Sitting, watching Bobby quill.
Time seems to stand quite still
In a child's world it always will.
Yesterday's dreams are tomorrow's sighs.
Watch children play, they seem so wise.
Mary Green, today's a queen,
While thousand dollies are a dreaming.
Cotton frocks and golden locks,
Her palace is an orange box.
Time seems to stand quite still
In a child's world it always will.
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@SONG: Lunch Break: Peak Hour
(John Lodge)
I see it all through my window it seems,
Never failing, like millions of bees.
Pull out the drawer, no time to be won,
Only to do, what can be done?
Peak hour, peak hour, peak hour.
Minds are subject to what should be done,
Problem solved, time cannot be won.
One hour a day, one hour a night,
She's trying to be, ooh,
Home, in full flight.
Peak hour, peak hour, peak hour.
It makes me want to run out
And tell them, they've got time.
Take a step back out and look in,
I've found out, I've got time.
Minds are subject to what should be done,
Problem solved, time cannot be won.
One hour a day, one hour a night,
She's trying to be, ooh,
Home, in full flight.
Peak hour, peak hour, peak hour.
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@SONG: The Afternoon: Forever Afternoon (Tuesday?)
(Justin Hayward)
Tuesday afternoon,
I'm just beginning to see, now I'm on my way.
It doesn't matter to me, chasing the clouds away.
Something, calls to me,
The trees are drawing me near, I've got to find out why?
Those gentle voices I hear, explain it all with a sigh.
I'm looking at myself reflections of my mind,
It's just the kind of day to leave myself behind.
So gently swaying through the fairyland of love,
If you'll just come with me you'll see the beauty of
Tuesday afternoon, Tuesday afternoon.
Tuesday, afternoon,
I'm just beginning to see, now I'm on my way.
It doesn't matter to me, chasing the clouds away.
Something, calls to me,
The trees are drawing me near, I've got to find out why?
Those gentle voices I hear, explain it all with a sigh.
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@SONG: (Evening) Time To Get Away
(John Lodge)
Evening has come to pass,
The time of day doesn't last.
Evening, has earning its place today,
I'm tired of working away.
Working, living, it brings,
Only way to have those things.
Toiling has born too many tears,
Turn 'round all those past years.
Evening time to get away.
Evening time to get away.
Evening time to get away.
'Til next day.
Live all you people, you can see where you're at,
It doesn't really matter, so it can't be bad.
Live all you people, you can't see where you're at,
It doesn't really matter, so it can't be bad.
Evening time to get away.
Evening time to get away.
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@SONG: Evening: The Sun Set
(Michael Pinder)
When the sun goes down, and the clouds all frown,
Night has begun for the sunset.
See it with your eyes, Earth's re-energized,
By the sun's rays everyday.
Take a look out there, planets everywhere.
When the sun goes down, and the clouds all frown,
Night has begun for the sunset.
Shadows on the ground, never make a sound,
Fading away in the sunset.
Night has now become day for everyone.
I can see it all, from this great height,
I can feel the sun, slipping out of sight.
And the world still goes on, through the night.
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@SONG: Twilight Time
(Ray Thomas)
Twilight time, to dream awhile,
Unveils a deepening blue.
As fantasy strides, over colourfull skies,
The form disappearing from view.
In twilight time, dream with me awhile.
A nightingale plays a dark mellow phrase,
Of notes that are rich and so true.
An aerial display by the firefly brigade,
Dancing to tunes no one knew.
In twilight time, dream with me awhile.
In twilight time, dream with me awhile.
Building castles in the air,
Whistling to the wind.
As nature bows down her head,
See what tomorrow brings.
In twilight time, dream with me awhile.
Bats take to wing like puppets on string,
Prancing through cool evening air.
In a sightless glide, no reason to hide
From the ray of the sun's blinding stare.
In twilight time, dream with me awhile.
In twilight time, dream with me awhile.
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@SONG: The Night: Nights In White Satin
(Justin Hayward)
Nights in white satin, never reaching the end,
Letters I've written, never meaning to send.
Beauty I'd always missed, with these eyes before,
Just what the truth is, I can't say anymore.
'Cos I love you, yes I love you, oh how I love you.
Gazing at people, some hand in hand,
Just what I'm going through they can't understand.
Some try to tell me, thoughts they cannot defend,
Just what you want to be, you will be in the end.
And I love you, yes I love you,
Oh how I love you, oh how I love you.
Nights in white satin, never reaching the end,
Letters I've written, never meaning to send.
Beauty I'd always missed, with these eyes before,
Just what the truth is, I can't say anymore.
'Cos I love you, yes I love you,
Oh how I love you, oh how I love you.
'Cos I love you, yes I love you,
Oh how I love you, oh how I love you.
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@SONG: Late Lament
(Graeme Edge)
Breathe deep the gathering gloom,
Watch lights fade from every room.
Bedsitter people look back and lament,
Another day's useless energy spent.
Impassioned lovers wrestle as one,
Lonely man cries for love and has none.
New mother picks up and suckles her son,
Senior citizens wish they were young.
Cold hearted orb that rules the night,
Removes the colours from our sight.
Red is grey and yellow white,
But we decide which is right.
And which is an illusion???
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--
Bob Pietkivitch | "His name was freedom when he lived, forgotten
rjp1@ihspa.att.com | when he died." -- Jade Warrior, The Traveller
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Last-modified: Tue, 16 Apr 1996 09:16:30 GMT