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Dawn of Light
lying between a silence and sold sources
Chased amid fusions of wonder- in moments hardly seen
forgotten
Coloured in pastures of chance -dancing leaves
cast spells of challenge
Amused but real in thought
we fled from the sea
Dawn of Thought
transfered through moments of days
Revealing corridors of time provoking memories disjointed but with purpose
Craving realisation - offer links with the self instructors sharp
And tender love
as we took to the air
a picture of distance
Dawn of our Power
we amuse redescending as fast as misused
Expression, as only to teach love as to reveal passion chasing
Late into corners- and we danced from the ocean.
Dawn of Love
sent within us colours of awakening among the many
Won't to follow, only tunes of a different age.
As the links span our endless caresses for the freedom of life Everlasting.
Maybe I'll just sing awhile
And then give you a call
Maybe I'll just say hello
And say maybe that's all
Hurry home as love is true
Will help us through the night
Till we're coming home again
Our life seems like
Life seems like a
Fight, fight, fight
Hold me my love, hold me today, call me round
Travel we say, wander we choose, love tune
Lay upon me, hold me around lasting hours
We love when we play
As our song memories long hope in a way Nous sommes du soleil
Hold me around lasting ours
We love when we play Nous sommes du soleil
Nous sommes du soleil
Sacred is the b in limb,
Hallowed is the n in hymn,
Sanctified the k in knot,
The gh in laugh and thought,
Consecrate the g in gem,
The ph in phone and phlegm,
Yet there be irreverent meddlers
From Bernard Shaw to ice-cream pedlars,
Who would respell even busy
Just to line it up with dizzy.
Who'd e'en contest the right of who
To start itself with w,
And would chop the final e's
From give and have and please and freeze. WHY?
They claim the shocking frequency
Of juvenile delinquency
Stems largely from poor Mat and Milly
Who simply cannot get the silly
Inconsistency of whole,
With knoll and goal and bowl and soul....
This was from one of Danny's favourite Albums - Relayer from Yes
To Be Over
We go sailing down the calming stream of Time
Drifting endlessly by the bridge.
To be over, we will see, to be over.
Do not suffer through the game of chance that plays;
Always doors to lock away your dreams. Think it over, time will heal your fear, think it over.
Balance the thoughts that release within you.
Childlike soul dreamer.
One journey, one to seek and see in ev'ry light
Do open true pathways away.
Carrying closer,
Go gently, holding doors will open ev'ry way
You wander true pathways away.
After all your soul will still surrender
After all don't doubt your part Be ready to be loved.
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