Texas Flood

Well there’s floodin’ down in Texas
All of the telephone lines are down
Well there’s floodin’ down in Texas
All of the telephone lines are down
And I’ve been tryin’ to call my baby
Lord and I can’t get a single sound

Well dark clouds are rollin’ in
Man I’m standin’ out in the rain
Well dark clouds are rollin’ in
Man I’m standin’ out in the rain
Yeah flood water keep a rollin’
Man it’s about to drive poor me insane

Well I’m leavin’ you baby
Lord and I’m goin’ back home to stay
Well I’m leavin’ you baby
Lord and I’m goin’ back home to stay
Well back home are no floods or tornados
Baby and the sun shines every day

Αποτυχημένο παιδί

Κάποτε θα πέσουνε οι τοίχοι
και θα μένουμε για πάντοτε παιδιά
θα ‘χουν όλοι νόημα οι στίχοι
θα μπορούν όλοι να βγάλουνε φτερά
στα ψηλά τ’αστέρια να πετάξουν
για να πάρουν αγκαλιά τον ουρανό
για να μην τους βρουν όσο κι αν ψάξουν
σ’ένα σπίτι ερειπωμένο και υγρό.

Θέλω να σου πω ότι νομίζω
τα κλουβιά πως δεν τα φτιάχνουν για πουλιά
τα ‘χουνε γι’αυτούς που συνηθίζουν
να κρατάνε τη ζωη μες στα κελιά.
Πού με πάνε, θα ‘θελα να ξέρω,
τι έχω κάνει,και ποιον έχω για κριτή
κι όμως,κρίνω,κρίνομαι,υποφέρω
τι έχω κάνει, και με πέταξαν στη γη;

Δε θυμάμαι,κι όμως νιώθω μοναξιά
μ’έναν πόθο κι ένα φόβο, να γυρίσω στην καρδιά.
Το ‘χουν πλέον καταλάβει,
αγαπάμε τη ζωή
ο εκβιασμός προστάζει θάνατος ή υποταγή.

red house

There’s a Red House over yonder
That’s where my baby stays
There’s a Red House over yonder, baby
That’s where my baby stays

Well, I ain’t been home to see my baby
In ninety nine and one half days
‘Bout time I see her
Wait a minute something’s wrong here
The key won’t unlock the door

Wait a minute something’s wrong baby
Lord, have mercy, this key won’t unlock this door
Something’s goin’ on here
I have a bad bad feeling
that my baby don’t live here no more

That’s all right, I still got my guitar
Look out now…

I might as well go on back down
Go back ‘cross yonder over the hill
I might as well go back over yonder
way back over yonder ‘cross the hill
That’s where I came from

‘Cause if my baby don’t love me no more
I know her sister will

See Me, Feel Me/Listening To You

See me, feel me, touch me, heal me
See me, feel me, touch me, heal me
See me, feel me, touch me, heal me
See me, feel me, touch me, heal me, heal me

VOICES:

Listening to you I get the music
Gazing at you I get the heat
Following you I climb the mountain
I get excitement at your feet

Right behind you I see the millions
On you I see the glory
From you I get opinions
From you I get the story

Listening to you I get the music
Gazing at you I get the heat
Following you I climb the mountain
I get excitement at your feet

TOMMY and VOICES:

Ohh, right behind you I see the millions
On you I see the glory
From you I get opinions
From you I get the story

Listening to you I get the music
Gazing at you I get the heat (heat)
Following you I climb the mountain
I get excitement at your feet

Right behind you I see the millions
On you, oh I see the glory
From you I get opinions
From you I get the story

Ohh, listening to you I get the music
Gazing at you I get the heat
Following you I climb the mountain
I get excitement at your feet

Right behind you I see the millions
On you I see the glory
From you I get opinions
From you I get the story
Listening to you

Time Away

Easy come, easy go

I’m easy come and easy go,
Now you’re not so carefree.
You found the thorn behind the rose,
You took it, oh, so badly.

Lost inside yourself,
You’ve gotta break out soon.
You’ve gotta try again,
To hear a brand new tune.

Oh yeah…

Once easy come and easy go,
You just hear sad notes lately.
You use to fly and chase the wind,
I don’t know you lately.

Don’t take it, oh, so bad,
Things are gonna change.
Don’t make it, oh, so sad,
The sun will shine again.

Oh yeah…

Please don’t lock me out,
What’s it all about?
I’ll change it all completely,
Won’t you let me in,
Don’t you need a friend?
If I can help, just call me.

I’m easy come and easy go,
Don’t paint it all so sadly.
Before you know the light will shine,
Don’t burn out completely.

Locked inside yourself,
You’ve gotta break out soon.
Come on and try again,
And hear a different tune.

Oh yeah…

Sunday morning sunrise

Must be Sunday morning sunrise, yes it’s creeping down on me

Glaring through the windows, shining all over me

And my children are asleep and I hope that they don’t wake

Must be Sunday morning once again.

Must be Sunday morning sunrise, yes love me, I love you

Put your arm across my chest my dear

All your loving, let it show, let is show right through

And my children are asleep and I hope that they don’t wake

Must be Sunday morning once again.

And my children are asleep and I hope that they don’t wake

Must be Sunday morning once again.

Love me, love me darling

Love me, love me cause I love you

All these years we spent together

There’s nobody else will do, it has to be you

And our children are asleep and I hope that they don’t wake

Must be Sunday morning once again

And our children are asleep and I hope that they don’t wake

Must be Sunday morning once again

pilgrims

Sometimes you feel so far away,
distanced from all the action of the play,
unable to grasp significance,
marking the plot with diffident dismay,
stranded at centre stage,
scrabbling through your diary for a lost page:
unsure of the dream.
Kicking a stone across the beach,
aching for love and comfort out of reach:
the way ahead seems to be so bleak,
there’s no-one with any friendship left to speak
or show any relation
between your present and future situations…
lost to the dream.
Away, away, away–look to the future day
for hope, some form of peace
within the growing storm.
I climb through the evening,
alive and believing
in time we shall all know our goals
and so, finally, home;
for now, all is secret -
though how could I speak it,
allow me the dream in my eye!
I’ve been waiting for such a long time
just to see it at last, all of the hands tightly clasped,
all of us pilgrims.
Walking in silence down the coast,
merely to journey – here hope is the most,
merely to know there is an end;
all of us – lovers, brothers, sisters, friends
hand in hand.
Shining footprints on the wet sand
lead to the dream.
The time has come, the tide has almost run
and drained the deep: I rise from lifelong sleep.
It seems such a long time
I’ve dreamed but now, awake,
I can see we are pilgrims and so
must walk this road,
unknown in our purpose,
alone, but not worthless,
and home ever calling us on.
We’ve been waiting here for so long,
all of our hands joined in hope,
holding the weight on the rope
all of us pilgrims.

ο Μπάμπης ο φλου

Μια ιστορία θα σας πω
για το Μπάμπη το Μπάμπη τον φλου
που του ‘λεγες βρε Μπάμπη τι τρέχει εδώ
σού ‘λεγε φλου, φίλε μου όλα είναι φλου

Πάντα πιωμένος κι άνεργος
ήταν ωραίος ο Μπάμπης ο φλου
μουρμούραει μόνος και διαρκώς
σού ‘λεγε φλου, φίλε μου όλα είναι φλου

Πείραζε όποιον του ‘ρχότανε
χωρίς να το σκεφτεί
κι άμα ψιλοβαριότανε
άραζε όπου ‘βρισκε να λιαστεί

Πείραζε όποιον του ‘ρχότανε
χωρίς να το σκεφτεί
κι άμα ψιλοβαριότανε
άραζε όπου ‘βρισκε να λιαστεί

Πείραζε τις μελαχρινές
ήταν ωραίος, ο Μπάμπης ο φλου
τσιμπολογούσε τις ξανθές
ήταν ωραίος, ο Μπάμπης ο φλου

Κι όταν τον μπουζουριάζανε
ψόφιος κοριός ο Μπάμπης ο φλου
κι αν τον πολυρωτάγανε
σού ‘λεγε φλου, φίλε μου όλα είναι φλου

Πείραζε όποιον του ‘ρχότανε
χωρίς να το σκεφτεί
κι άμα ψιλοβαριότανε
άραζε όπου ‘βρισκε να λιαστεί

Shadow of the Hierophant

Veiling the nightshade bride stalks a flower revealed
Nearing the hour make haste to their threshold concealed
Lost in thought in search of vision
As the moon eclipsed the sun

Casting the same steps glimpsing his own fate to come
Melt in the dream void from which he never can run

Lost in thought in search of vision
As the moon eclipsed the sun

Tears fill the fountains breaking their promise to heal
Rippling the waters mirror an ended ideal

Deep in thought but robbed of vision
As the moon eclipsed the sun