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Cold Fire
03:58
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Watch the Night burn, with the coldest of fire.
Come Around to Return. Around to Return,
Feel your self burn with the deepest desire.
Come Around to Return, Around to Return. The
Scent of a path is enticing him on, soft shadows lay cool in the day...
He tries to remember but memory fades into Dream.
He reaches to grasp but his hands remain empty, the daylight retreating away...
The Shadows embracing him are not at all what they seem.
The Spirit will yearn to reach ever higher.
Come Around to Return. Around to Return,
Feel your self burn with the deepest desire.
Come around to Return, Around to Return.
If Freedom is calling, it's echo is lost, Illusions come leading the way...
He tries to remember, remember it's only a Dream.
If hope comes from dreaming, in dreams he will walk, and try to return to the day...
The Shadows embracing him are not at all what they seem.
Watch the night burn with the Coldest of Fire...
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I Turn And See
03:44
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I turn and see a memory – in this familiar world.
A history that returns to me and wraps me in it’s folds.
I try to taste it’s secrets. Do things I’d never dare.
But then I stir, awaken, to see it is not there.
Each movement turns what might have been-
to something sure and certain.
Which passing, gone, will then reveal
What hides behind the curtain.
Who can say this life by day is not itself a dream?
That passing, breaks like foam upon the shore,
It whispers, “Awake, remember me once more”.
How can we know what came before, recall the things we’d done?
When stirring we awaken, to see there have been none.
I turn and see a memory in this peculiar world.
A history that returns to me and wraps me in it’s folds.
How vivid is this tender place, free of pain, free of sorrow.
Where comfort, friendship, memories, bring promise of tomorrow.
Where comfort, friendship, memories, bring promise of tomorrow.
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Searching the Night
02:49
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If We Fall Down
03:30
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One girl crying on a pillow of pain;
One boy is sighing in a house insane.
One child staring at a sky full of gray,
There’s one soul reaching out to live today.
If we fall down, we pick ourselves up.
If our hearts are broken, we will use what we've got.
If the way is dark, we can all shine a light.
If the world lays us low we can reach for the heights.
Peace was broken, who derailed that train?
Peace was brokered so the brokers would gain.
Peace was battered and left bleeding in pain.
Peace lives in our hearts and will always remain.
If we fall down, we pick ourselves up.
If our hearts are broken, we will use what we've got.
If the way is dark, we can all shine a light.
If the world lays us low we can reach for the heights.
Come tell me your secrets and I’ll do the same.
Come show me your heart and I’ll tell you your name.
Come gaze at the starlight and laugh with the clouds.
Then we’ll all dance together and sing out loud.
If we fall down, we pick ourselves up.
If our hearts are broken, we will use what we've got.
If the way is dark, we can all shine a light.
If the world lays us low we can reach for the heights.
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On a stormy night in old P-Town
There was nothing left to do.
Just a solitary dance class on how
to do the old soft shoe.
After nervous introductions, we all lined up and then
The music started thumping and the dancing did begin.
At first I tripped my partner,
Couldn't hear the beat at all,
As I stumbled 'cross the dance floor
nearly clearing out the hall.
'Till I realized this was a two-step, and not a waltz at all!
I learned the first step is the scariest,
The rest are just a ball.
Oh it's the first step that's the scariest,
The scariest of all.
As you left and right, all through the night
A-round the old dance hall.
Oh the band has started playing, it is sending out the call.
It's the first step that's the scariest,
The rest are just a ball.
All the girls are sitting pretty,
in a line along the wall.
The band begins a two-step,
you can hear that music call.
There's no one on the dance floor yet,
nothing's shaking in the hall.
'Cause the first step is the Scariest,
The scariest of all.
Oh it's the first step that's the scariest,
The scariest of all.
As you left and right, all through the night
A-round the old dance hall.
Oh the band has started playing, it is sending out the call.
It's the first step that's the scariest,
The rest are just a ball.
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Rockman's Journey
02:52
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Starlight chorus at the Break of Day;
Long night soon to be gone.
Frosted Diamonds in the garden lay;
Filled with the Fire of Dawn.
Long is my story, Earth being born and
Life taking form.
Slowly I've traveled, ageless I'm worn,
rest shortly, soon rollin' on.
Starlight chorus at the Break of Day;
Long night soon to be gone.
Frosted Diamonds in the garden lay;
Filled with the Fire of Dawn.
Eons as moments, each a new dawn and
Light spinning on.
Slowly I travel, deeply I'm worn.
Rest shortly then, I'll be gone.
Starlight chorus at the Break of Day;
Long night soon to be gone.
Frosted Diamonds in the garden lay;
Filled with the Fire of Dawn.
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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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