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Remembrance
02:57
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'Twas a time,
You remember it;
Once a time worth remembering.
'Twas a time,
You recall it;
When the Halls of Life were a callin'.
And the Memory echoes on...
Like a sad song that brightens up the dawn.
Oh the Memory echoes on.
You remember it,
Hear it calling.
It's like a beacon in the night.
You remember it,
That calling.
Calling, calling in your night.
And the Memory echos on...
Like a sad song that brightens up the dawn.
Oh the Memory echoes on.
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2. |
Sandstone
03:10
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The stone was cold as I sat on the stoop.
Fourth Street in New York.
The sun was squeaking down,
the only warmth to be found,
On Fourth Street in new York.
Winter seeping through the tenements,
As the Sandstone Glitters in the Sun;
So cold, so very cold...
Sitting on those Diamonds in the Sun
Tenement Row shines golden in the sun,
Fourth Street in New York.
The sun was sneaking down, to where the
Shadows may be Found.
On Fourth Street in New York.
Young and lonely on the sidewalk,
As the Sandstone Glitters in the Sun,
So cold, so very cold...
Sitting on those Diamonds in the Sun...
The stone was cold as I sat on the stoop,
on Fourth Street in New York.
The sun's creeping down,
There's no warmth to be found,
On Fourth Street in new York.
Young and lonely on the sidewalk,
As the Sandstone Glitters in the Sun,
So cold, so very cold...
Sitting on those Diamonds in the Sun...
So cold, so very cold...
Sitting on those Diamonds in the Sun...
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3. |
Conquistare
04:07
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Con Que,
Conquista,
"Conquistare",
Conqueror?
Con Que?
Why do you need to take?
Why do we need to follow?
Not look in the wake.
Conquista?
What drives your bravado?
What stories do you tell?
Why must It end in hell?
Con que?
I hear the wind as it echoes
Through the canyon.
I see the footsteps, carved in the stone.
I hear the children playing on the mesa.
How could they know
of the evil down below?
Con Que,
Conquista,
"Conquistare",
Conqueror?
I wonder:
What must we do this for?
What stories do we tell?
Why do they end in hell?
And I wonder:
How can I love you?
I know the things I do;
A primate through and through.
Con Que,
Conquista,
"Conquistare",
Conqueror?
I hear, the Wind as it echoes through the canyon,
I see the footsteps, those old ones in the stone.
I hear the stories that echo unforgotten...
And I hear the Children,
The Old Ones in the Stone.
The Old Ones in the Stone.
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4. |
Killdeer
02:32
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The killdeer are crying,
Where are you? Where are you?
Where are you, they are crying,
Where are you, Where are you?
For Earth they are sighing.
Where are you? Where are you?
Our home, it is dying.
Where are you, Where are you?
The Killdeer are crying
Where are you? Where are you?
They search for their refuge in the night.
The Full Moon eclipsing in the Starry Bright,
The nests laying bare, the bones alight.
The Killdeer are crying,
Come on you, come on you.
Your hand is in this dying,
come on you. It's on you.
The Killdeer Are Crying,
Where are you? Where are you?
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5. |
Monsieur Dragonfly
01:01
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Monsieur Dragonfly has a glint in his eye,
'cause he knows just exactly what to do.
300 Million years,
All those joys, all those fears,
And those crystalline wings in the dew!
Once a giant to fear;
now he whispers in your ear
Songs of Hunters much greater than he.
And as he darts through the sky, will he
Ever wonder why?
Or long for what used to be?
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Vinny Pollina Port Townsend, Washington
Born in Manhattan, New York, 1952.
I began playing music just about the time I saw the first
poster welcoming me to Middle Earth, in Brentano's bookstore.
Never really thought I would make it there.
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