SYSYPHUS PART 1-4 (Wright)

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Instrumental

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GRANTCHESTER MEADOWS (Waters)

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"Icy wind of night be gone 

this is not your domain"  

In the sky a bird was heard to cry.  

Misty morning whisperings 

and gentle stirring sounds  

Believed the deathly silence 

that lay all around.

Hear the lark and harken 

to the barking of the dog fox 

Gone to ground. 

See the splashing 

of the kingfisher flashing to the water. 

And a river of green is sliding 

unseen beneath the trees 

Laughing as it passes 

through the endless summer 

Making for the sea.

In the lazy water meadow

I lay me down.

All around me golden sunflakes

settle on the ground. 

Basking in the sunshine 

of a by-gone afternoon 

Bringing sounds of yesterday 

into this city room.

Hear the lark and harken 

to the barking of the dog fox 

Gone to ground. 

See the splashing 

of the kingfisher flashing to the water. 

And a river of green is sliding 

unseen beneath the trees 

Laughing as it passes 

through the endless summer 

Making for the sea

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"The icy night wind is gone

This is not your territory"

In the sky a bird can be heard crying 

Cloudy and peaceful morning

Whispering and stirring sounds

Lied the deadly silence

that puts everything around

Listen to the lark and listen 

to the barking fox dog

Watch the fisher king splash

twinkling in the water

And a green river is flowing

under the trees

Watching how it happens

Through the endless summer

doing it by the sea

In the lazy water meadow

I sit down

Around me flakes of golden sun

fall on the ground

Enjoying in the sunlight

Of an afternoon that is gone

Bringing sounds from yesterday

Inside this room in the city

Listen to the lark and listen 

to the barking fox dog

Watch the fisher king splash

twinkling in the water

And a green river is flowing

under the trees

Watching how it happens

Through the endless summer

doing it by the sea

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SEVERAL SPECIES OF SMALL FURRY ANIMALS GATHERED TOGETHER IN A CAVE AND GROOVING WITH A PICT (Waters)

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Aye an' a bit of Mackeral settler rack and ruin
ran it doon by the haim, 'ma place
well I slapped me and I slapped it doon in the side
and I cried, cried, cried.
The fear a fallen down took never back the raize and then Craig Marion,
get out wi' ye Claymore out mi pocket a' ran doon, doon the middin stain
picking the fiery horde that was fallen around my feet.
Never cried, never shall it ye get me alive
Ye rotten hound of the burnie crew. Well I snatched fer the blade O my
Claymore cut and thrust and I fell doon before him round his feet.
Aye! A roar he cried frae the bottom of his heart that I would nay fall
but as dead, dead as'a can be by his feet; from ya ken?
And the wind cried Mary.
Thank you.

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Aye an' some Mackeral's shelf settlers and ruin
ran doon by the haim, 'place ma
so i slapped and slapped that doon on the side
and I cried, cried, cried.
The fear of a fallen taken Never back the raize and then Craig Marion,
get out wi' ye Claymore out my pocket an' ran doon, doon the midin stain
picking up the horde of fire that has fallen around ma feet.
He never cried, I don't know that you live with me
ye rotten dog of the burnie crew. Well, I took the sheet of mine
Claymore cut and thrust and fell doon in front of him around his feet.
Aye! A roar cried out from the bottom of his heart that I am about to fall
but as dead, dead as "one can be by the feet; de ya ken?
And the wind cried Maria.
Thank you.

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THE NARROW WAY (Gilmour)

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Following the path as it leads towards

The darkness in the north

Weary stranger's faces show their sympathy

They've seen that hope before

And if you want to stay for a little bit

Rest your aching limbs for a little bit

For you the night is beckoning

And now you can't delay

You hear the night birds calling you

But you can't catch the words they say

And you must realize be on your way

Mystery swelling, creatures crawling

Hear the roar ger louder in your ears

You know the folly was your own

But the force behind can't conquer all you fears

And if you want to stay for a little bit

Rest your aching limbs for a little bit

For you the night is beckoning and you know

And now you can't delay

You hear the night birds calling you

But you can't catch the words they say

And you must realize be on your way

Throw your thoughts back many years

To the time when love was life with every morning

Perhaps a day will come when the match

for me the curlers past warning

And if you want to stay for a little bit

Rest your aching limbs for a little bit

For you the night is beckoning

And now you can't delay

You hear the night birds calling you

But you can't catch the words they say

And you must realize be on your way

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Following the path which leads to

the darkness in the north

Tired faces of strangers show me their sympathy

They've seen that hope before

And if you want to stay a little while

Rest your aching limbs for a while

For you the night is gesticulating

And now you can't be late

You hear the night birds calling you

But you can't catch the words they say

And you must realize that you're on your own

Mystery swelling, creatures crawling

Hear the loudest roar in your ears

You know that the mistake was yours

But the force behind it can't conquer all your fears

And if you want to stay a little while

Rest your aching limbs for a while

For you the night is gesticulating

And now you can't be late

You hear the night birds calling you

But you can't catch the words they say

And you must realize that you're on your own

You throw away your thoughts many years ago

To the time when love was life with every morning

Perhaps a day will come when the meeting

for me the past curlers warn

And if you want to stay a little while

Rest your aching limbs for a while

For you the night is gesticulating

And now you can't be late

You hear the night birds calling you

But you can't catch the words they say

And you must realize that you're on your own

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THE GRAND VIZIER'S GARDEN PARTY (Mason)

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Instrumental

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