AL STEWART lyrics - Sparks Of Ancient Light

Football Hero

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In the center of the field stands the favorite player The ball comes floating in, they say a silent prayer for him. Fifty yards away, a minute left to go The ref looks at his watch; Oh, oh He cuts it to the right, gets past a defender A blur of blue and white, the moment hangs suspended in time. One man left to beat He can see the goal-keeper's eyes There's magic in his feet; Oh, oh And a single ray of sunlight reaches down to touch the golden boy Seems to light his way towards the net In his mind he sees the headlines in the morning newspaper This'll be a day they won't forget Now he's on his own, completely in control of it all The shot comes flying in, headed for the corner of the goal Bounces off the post, he watches as it falls Everyone will say, he should have passed the ball Now the crowd has gone, the stadium is empty Several hundred times he will watch the replay on TV Many years from now when his name's recalled Everyone will say, he should have passed the ball

Same Space

AESOP ROCK "Appleseed"
Killaz reflect the destiny of the village So when 20 count regrets float down futility spillage See I'll pass the broken arrow this time for certain Yea but from here on out its hoof the mare the bare footed urchin Dig it in person Now exhibit true audacity and passively hack grease into ribbons Your excused from the roundtable admissions committee Activist legends turned hostage in fallen cities Dirty earthlings circling vision immaculate Spin me dizzy in a crosswalk My too far gone mastodon senses inspect relentless For fitted boogie systems and crook addictions Well sure my crown is formed of thorns Yea but my thorns are formed of sound And I have found sound will keep me warm When the mornings born with frozen ground Put a rope down pull me from where the buzzards cleared I mean from the bones you and your little badass mad max musketeers When the silhoettes of emaciated frames dance on a highwire Mistook for aspiring third world poster children But is inserted ghost with dealin Dead to administer links like chief then whats your forte Devil dragger in disguise seeking the match made in your eyes Friend it don't take the wise this minute triplicate pace unified I don't condone the blasphemy naturally its procreation From the floods, to the fires, to the droughts, to the cyclones Tidal waves, the twisters, tornadoes, and hell stones Whirlwinds, tropical storms, blizzards and monsoons All of which I witnessed prior to waking up inside my room Look at the crook as I panic episode tantrums Fuck hugging my cool The edginess readies the mock knock quick draw hence the duel The company of similars couldn't excite the motor But hermit crab Ace home alone-uh One barrel of idioms and charcoal stick, courage under desire Canopy draped beautiful messiah reluctant Stuck in the pluck in the haul buzzing the fuzzing televison mixer Book of saturated matches and a half-made bed Pick of the litter, litter of the pick Pack leader will huff cannibal fumes, mechanical zoom There's ample room Stowaways inside the cargo bed Said leech prior to firing up his barnacle magnet Instincts leashing himself to where the wind splitting ice storms And termite swarms are commonplace I'm a trace this silver lining winding round the profit chase I know there is good in you if one peels back the opulence But I also know its ratio the bad don't feed my confidence The nutrients will be intense circle The clues units of success being personal Then sucked basic diversion Rusty anchor budget for nothing Wedged between aesop rock and a scarred face of frustrated fuck yous Bound by concern I can't believe I'm still concerned I can't believe side children turn in their sleep over one-liners Well I yield to hear your burns Color me out of my skull draggin a wagon of creature features And all I ever wanted was to aggravate the sleepers Look self-crafted heroics murder worthless Crash test ideologies, catalog alien doctrines type disturbance Got em out, killing machines turn belly up Buckled, the troubles I've seen Coax twenty four sevens of wide eyes from day dreamers Clean or dirty serpents in turn wish preference for the latter Justified the germs burn cauterize the gashes after On my left, one finger for each burrough I can touch On my right, one finger for each time that I wake up midsummer night Who's cloaked in a pristine mantle of hellfire But A-capital glaciers out the east slide lateral Born for one task indeed To spoil the citizen kane emote self this ugly duckling seed Look I aint too attired of draggin the baggage over the seasaw seeds When the reapers turns mortals to caspers See the plain and stone conjurable can't mimmick the null Of a billion troops holding matchsticks to empty cannons Stand of a many moons when the sun hit the mountainside splendidly Bask in the last warmth that be known to man's tangents In the wink of an innocent starchild's eyelid drop he vanished Managed to carve initials in the granite wall the damned it all up I hung with cats that do the donts Cats that forage through the moats Hoping they open with soveriegnty and a cantine deemed with prodigies I love the wake, the watch, the walk, the work The well its almost six o'clock I've never seen so many tugboats miss the dock (watch)

Another Angel Down

AVANTASIA "Lost In Space Part 1"
I am the master of the game that s made a fool you I m watching from the highest tower You got the aura to enchant them - and a symphony And I have got the power You better taste - they call it life: my special area I m breeding winners over there Ain't it a sin to turn your back on what you re given It s time to take your share God left me for dead - I've been turning my head Away from the living - the time has come To gamble for gain - To tear down the gate And see what's inside We rock the ball Been smashed to the ground Arose from devotion To take a look and see what is inside Sight of the crown: Another angel down We rock the ball I m facing my pain With a rage and a symphony Driven by the wounds I cannot hide Rise above the crowd: another angel down We ll see a black hole will be left up in the starry sky We gotta mourn another angel If I am just a light descending to caducity It s still so far away There s no tomorrow I don t remember yesterday I m just living for tonight And all the love I m not gonna waste no more I won t spit what s divine They left you for dead - turning your head Away form the living - from flesh and blood You've got the draw and desire to claw For fortune and fame We rock the ball Been smashed to the ground Arose from devotion To take a look and see what is inside Sight of the crown: Another angel down We rock the ball I m facing my pain With a rage and a symphony Driven by the wounds I cannot hide Rise above the crowd: another angel down

Who Am I

Lord Tariq and Peter Gunz "Make It Reign"
Intro: Peter Gunz Feel it feel it Coma ona come on DA DA DA Where ya at(where ya at) yo Verse 1: Peter Gunz Lord Tariq I'm too hot to handle too cold to freeze Rice the illest shit don't smoke no trees Niggas won't test but they turn around freeze Might get mic cancer the way I smoke m.c.s Nigga we did it all from flippin burgs to manipulating words Gettin less than four Os on a check is absurd I got the five it's feasible, but the six is preferred So when I step, you better have my shit corrrect, ya heard I'm in the ruber in the sand, gettin a tan playin frisbee With this quarter piece, sippin on coladas gettin dizzy On the celly with my broker buyin shares of stock Cause when it stops, I'ma still be sittin in drops And I'm in a benz, comin through, doin two, pumpin lilo Bought the cut jewels from Tif, cause the feds are watchin Tito Stepped up from an eigth, to a half, to a kilo To makin mils, off this label deal, that's for real yo Chorus: Peter Gunz Lord Tariq PG: We will ball LT: Until my lady shoppin at Sach's and got the minx on they back, I tell ya PG: We won't fall LT: Until my players on the block doin it and gettin money in stacks, I tell ya PG: We will ball LT: Ladies with the pedicures manicures they hair done up, I tell ya PG: We won't fall LT: And players ride around in V's pumpin our cd's, just turn it up. Verse 2: Peter Gunz Lord Tariq I didn't ball with the best of them Fuck the rest of them Chickenheads don't mess with them Dimes ain't even stressin em It's all about franc pounds dinero The same shit that helped me get my six-zero-zero Nigga we ball, we take it all never dealin we fresh Talk jewels like I had my tongue dipped in platinum Tanqueray get me wet, I'm drippin in activator Drop the top on the porsche, hit the clutch see you later Well I tried to tell my P-O, screamed on the C-O Before I turn 3-O, I'll be C-E-O Young black millionaire, why you still in there Checkin asses, harass just some herb with the bashes If gettin money's a crime, well then I'm guilty as charged Filthy rich, Lord built to be large I'll have the city sick Pullin that silver shit out the garage Under the sun with yo chick gettin a massage Chorus Verse 3: ?, Peter Gunz, Lord Tariq Well these bitches tryin to sleep on me Wop You shouldn't sign these niggas down they suckin d Drop And now they wanna sweat cause we double p Stop Got the nerve to call my office for a free cd Cop Man they said we couldn't do it but we it's done And they said we wouldn't win but we won They said it would be better if we run (together) But we ran to the top of the charts Platinum plaques when this rap shit was fallin apart Well she mention little Gunz, Tariq Staring good, take a taste, fix yo face bitch, ain't nothin sweet We just tryin to eat, the Bronx applyin the heat You estimate a hundred thou, we sold 5 in a week Chorus Outro: Peter Gunz We will ball We won't fall We will ball We won't fall We will ball We won't fall

Los Angeles

ATMOSPHERE "Seven's Travels"
[Flight Announcement] "Flight 101, Super Jet service for Pittsburgh and Los Angeles will depart from Gate 12. Passengers may proceed into the gate area for checking..." [faded out echoing] [Slug] (Oh yeah) Los Angeles, hot and bothered Helicopters watch their daughters play parking lot soccer A whole lot of love from the target's hide Got a soul looking for a magic carpet ride Environment, perfect for a hustle Many people are distracted by the puzzle And while they're not lookin', the angel got tooken Welcome to the gray space between fingerprinting and booking Do your best 'cause the lesson is love It's enough to keep your head up, another day to get up Wake up, and let the sun shine through the smog Free the dialogue 'til everyone believes in God L.A., to some it's hell, to some it's play Pay the cover charge and watch what you say The Barbie doll's caught, body parts come off And I think she's a he...STOP, look at how it walks They got the weirdoes, the talent, the beautiful An arm and a leg for a one-story cubicle And if the heat don't beat you, the pigs will Everyone's relaxed, but no one can sit still Los Angeles... I love it, I love it... (Lips Glisten... believe 'em.) "Ooh California highway... California my way."

Watch Over Me

AARON SHUST "Whispered And Shouted"
I was lonely, You came waltzing over to me And Your eyes they saw right through me And You heard each one of my cries for help And You came to rescue me I was broken, every prayer that I had spoken Reached Your ears and all my tears weren't cried in vain You carried all my pain And put me back together again You watch over me in the darkest valleys You watch over me when the night seems long You help me to see the way before me You watch over me, you watch over me Always faithful to be leading, at this moment Interceding for Your children Though I've wandered astray from Your infinite ways You've never left me alone Take my frozen heart, awaken me Never once have You forsaken me Even though I walk through this shadow of death You will guide and defend me You'll guard and protect me Even though I walk through this shadow of death You will lead me home

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