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Love Circus
03:34
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Love is a ride
Love is a teacup
That's spinning in a peculiar way
Love is a line
Love is the bigtop
The sideshow freak's in the lion's cage
Anything can happen
Falling from your tightrope wire
Through the rings of Saturn
Into Love Circus
Love is the sky
Love is a lightbulb
That's never dark or needs replacing
Love is a crowd
To see the snake-boy
He doesn't know when he's got it made
Anything can happen
Falling from your trapeze bar
Through the rings of Saturn
Into Love Circus
Anything can happen
Falling from your tightrope wire
Through the rings of Saturn
Into Love Circus
Into Love Circus
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Places that I’ve never been
Omission is my greatest sin
I wonder what I would have said
If the words had left my head
And if I had you next to me
It might have turned out differently
When our paths will cross someday
Then I know just what to say
In places that I’ve never been
The time has gone for me to see
If we were ever meant to be
Wondering what might have been
Has left me in the state I’m in
And if our paths will cross someday
Then I know just what to say
I’ll tell you that you were the one
And all the things we would have done
In places that I’ve never been
And when I think of you with him
I find myself alone again
Another hour of misery
Reminds me where I’ll never be
And if our paths will cross someday
Then I know just what I’d say
Until I see her I’ll pretend
Thinking of the days we’d spend
In places that I’ve never been
Places that I’ve never been …
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Sun
02:36
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Where is light
I'm wondering
I think it is the sun ... I think it is the sun
Where is light
I'm wondering
I think it is the sun ... I think it's energy
Ahh ... I'm wondering ... ahh ... I'm wondering
Where it is
And where it's gone
I'll find it in the sun ... I'll find it in the sun
Where it is
And where it's gone
I'll find it in the sun ... find it in the sun
Find it in the sun
I'll find it in the sun ... find it in the sun
The sun
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Floating
03:50
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Up high across the sky is a world in love with a dream
Way down below lie the cities and roads where nothing is quite what it seems
Where people cling to their things and their patterns
Floating ... I leave the world in a different way when I'm
Floating ... through the stars as they shake the Milky Way
Floating ... there's no time to guess what's in your nest when you're floating
Amber antennas in lavender skies transmitting orange and red
Translucent armies of blue butterflies fluttering under my bed
I heard everything that you said in monochrome rainbows
Now baby please hold me
Floating ... I levitate ten miles above the moon
Floating ... I'm hovering in the corner of your room
Molting ... the feathers fall - can't keep me down when I'm floating
She picks a flower for the March hare who lives beneath the fir tree
See through the windowpane he's left his aeroplane to somersault without wings
At first I thought it was me till he melted through you
Floating ... I disappear into the stratosphear
Floating ... you see me here but I'm really over there
Floating ... I move through the night like a satellite when I'm floating
Back down to life on the ground ... see things the ordinary way
To know how it feels to drift over wet fields and ponder the gravity rein
Oh, to float off on a wave to be swallowed by clouds
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Plasticman
04:48
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Life ... as they tried so hard to make me new
did they stop to think what I would do
if I had known I'd be this way
Time ... everyday they say I'm doing fine
but there's nothing left except my mind
the me I'd known has gone away
They've made me what I am ... I'm Plasticman
Eyes ... I have polyethylene for mine
and I'll never see my kids and wife
I want to go home but not this way
I know what I am ... I'm Plasticman
Now ... as I lay here just collecting dust
I'll sleep better knowing I won't rust
from all the tears I cannot cry
And I know who I am ... I'm Plasticman
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How Far Does Space Go?
05:00
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On and on and on ...
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The Morning Moon
03:56
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I could stay here for awhile
Understanding all I see
See the sun up in the sky look over me
Take my hand and walk awhile
And I’ll show you all I know
And I’ll hold you like I’ll never let you go
And the sound that you’re hearing keeps repeating
Feel it gently sway
Till the feeling around you … like the morning moon
Slowly drifts away
We could sit and talk awhile
About the things we have to do
But none of it matters to the morning moon
And the sound that you’re hearing keeps repeating
In the strangest way
Till the feeling around you … like the morning moon
Slowly drifts away
And the sound that you’re hearing keeps repeating
Feel it gently sway
Till the feeling around you … like the morning moon
Slowly drifts away
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Dr. Glouster
03:50
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See him on the cobblestones
Hobble to his darkened home
No one to warn me or inform me of Dr. Glouster
Nights in his laboratory
Experimental surgery
And could it all be a chloroform dream of Dr. Glouster
What does he carry
What does he bury in the yard
See him kneeling in the fog digging in the earth just like a dog
What does he carry
What does he bury in the yard
See him kneeling in the fog digging in the earth just like a dog
Another night of working late
Among the specimens and crates
And from the gurney all I could see was Dr. Glouster
Candle burning on a plate
I can still recall the place
And when they found me all I could scream was Dr. Glouster
What does he carry
What does he bury in the yard
See him kneeling in the fog digging in the earth just like a dog
See him kneeling in the fog digging in the earth just like a dog
See him kneeling in the fog digging in the earth just like a dog
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Be My Guru
03:21
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Tuning in to section thirty-three
I see your face emerging from the top of the screen
Tied up with another asian bombshell
Approximately twenty-four AD
I felt your yellow presence hanging over me
But off you slithered downward like a centipede
Twisting off another reject head like me
Baby would you be my guru
Meanwhile in another part of time
Down deserted streets doing capital crimes
Committed to his meat he's a real gone guy
Spinning through your gyroscopic slide
Saddle up girls let's go for a ride
Taking turns with the boys in the band
Turning me on with your stranger strangeland
Baby would you be my guru ... be my guru ... be my guru
Baby would you be my guru ... be my guru ... be my guru
Viewing you through telescopic eyes
Squeezing you down to microscopic size
Don't worry man they'll never take you alive
Just let me know when I've finally arrived
Baby would you be my guru ... be my guru
Oh Baby could you ... be my guru
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Lost Balloon
05:24
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I’m written off without a word
And sometimes it makes me cry
From where I am it's hard to be heard
When the world is passing you by
No matter how I try to keep up
Shivering without a sigh
Dissolving into my cup
As the world is passing me by
And someday I’ll find my way
I believe I will
Hear me calling to you
I bounce along from rain to sun
And follow planes across the sky
But things aren’t so easily done
When the world is passing you by
I drift alone a lost balloon
Off through the clouds I fly
Up here it’s so very clear
That the world is passing me by
And someday I’ll find the star
That casts me through the sun
On my way back to you
On my way back to you
And someday I’ll find the star
That casts me through the sun
On my way back to you
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Diesel Train
06:23
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In our tent we were so sheltered
In a backyard summer daydream
Transistors set to WKNR 13
Just waiting …
I was knocked down by all of the laughter
Banana seat bikes in lemon and jaguar
Jackets named and supreme wonder
The thunder … underground
Sitting in our clothesline tent … waiting for the train to come round
Sitting in our clothesline tent
Endless days being with Kimmy
Doing things I haven’t done lately
My guitar, honey I miss you
Still searching …
On the beat with Officer Friendly
Convinced himself we were the enemy
Mistakenly he let his power
Flower … in his head
Sitting in our clothesline tent … waiting for the train to come round
Sitting in our clothesline tent
In clam diggers we were something
As 12th street burned from Molotov cocktails
In our tent life was still good
Waiting … for the sound
Sitting in our clothesline tent … waiting for the train to come round
Sitting in our clothesline tent ...
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