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(Instrumental). Weeks of monotony filled his life with an opposite extreme. No. Longer pursued by opportunists who disguised themselves with. Good intentions, his body regained strength. The gove
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The 29th monsoon had finally dried when a distant buzzing sent *** scrambling for cover. A tiny plane dipped and swerved, filled the air with swirling white and disappeared. He cautiously approached
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(Latimer). Andrew Latimer Guitars. Kit Watkins Rhodes Piano, Mini Moog, Solina, Hammond C3, Yamaha Electric, Grand Piano on Intro. Jan Schelhaas Grand Piano. Colin Bass Bass. Andy Ward Drums
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(Latimer/Sinclair). Here's that feeling once again. Across the room you turn and then. Smile - I've known that smile before. Yes we've been friends for sure. Dreams and memories so clear. Share
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Instrumental). The band marched beneath a banner that read welcome. Home soldier. City streets were littered with cheering. Crowds entangled in the paper streamers that filled the air. Hailed for
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(Latimer). Hotel rooms, sleep eludes me. In this strange life I lead. Occasional friends, likewise lovers. Never wanting what I need If you could be. Here close to me. I know - love. We were me
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(Watkins). Andrew Latimer Guitars. Kit Watkins Clavinet, Solina, Mini Moog, Flute. Colin Bass Wal Fretless Bass. Andy Ward Drums, Massed Marching Military Snares
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(Latimer/Schelhaas/Viv McAuliffe). Neon magic, a playground for the noise. Got the boys feeling tough, acting rough. Looking for trouble?. You better mind your tongue. Having fun much too much.
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(Latimer, Bardens). We began by sharing more together. Black against white made it alright. But things are different now, we've grown apart. So it's ok, call it a day. What can I say. Let's just
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They tell me you're searching for a new place,. They tell me tomorrow will have a true face. They say that I don't understand,. When you speak of your summertime land -. Just slow yourself down, I
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(Latimer/Bardens). There's a road that I must go. There are short cuts that I know. But I know that we'll make it eventually. On a starlight ride There's a fire down below. (that remains in me).
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(Latimer/Bardens). The sun has left the sky. Now you can close your eyes. Leave ALL the world behind until tomorrow. The dream is like a song. It leads you on and on. The piper plays his tune so
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(Latimer/Bardens). High flying glider, spread your wings. Flying high on a cloud. Born on the air, spiral around. So busy making circles. You never touch the ground. . You see the sea, feel the
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Listen very carefully, my words are about to unfold. Concerning a lady I've seen but I never could hold. I can see by your smile,. Take a long while,. The words that come through,. I see that the
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