AL STEWART lyrics - Year Of The Cat

Flying Sorcery

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With your photographs of Kitty Hawk And the biplanes on your wall You were always Amy Johnson From the time that you were small. No schoolroom kept you grounded While your thoughts could get away You were taking off in Tiger Moths Your wings against the brush-strokes of the day Are you there? On the tarmac with the winter in your hair By the empty hangar doors you stop and stare Leave the oil-drums behind you, they won't care Oh, are you there? Oh, you wrapped me up in a leather coat And you took me for a ride We were drifting with the tail-wind When the runway came in sight The clouds came up to gather us And the cockpit turned to white When I looked the sky was empty I suppose you never saw the landing-lights Are you there? In your jacket with the grease-stain and the tear Caught up in the slipstream of dare The compass roads will guide you anywhere, Oh, are you there? The sun comes up on Icarus as the night-birds sail away And lights the maps and diagrams That Leonardo makes You can see Faith, Hope and Charity As they bank above the fields You can join the flying circus You can touch the morning air against your wheels Are you there? Do you have a thought for me that you can share? Oh I never thought you'd take me unawares Just call me if you ever need repairs Oh, are you there?

The Wake Of The Medusa

THE POGUES "Hell's Ditch"
(Jem Finer) The guests are stood in silence They stare and drink their wine On the wall the canvas hangs Frozen there in time They marvel at the beauty The horror and despair At the wake of the Medusa No one shed a tear Sit my friends and listen Put your glasses down Sit my friends and listen To the voices of the drowned In the moonlight's ghostly glow I waken in a dream Once more upon that raft I stand Upon a raging sea In my ears the moans and screams Of the dying ring Somewhere in the darkness The siren softly sings Out there in the waves she stands And smiling there she calls As the lightning cracks the sky The wind begins to howl The architects of our doom Around their tables sit And in their thrones of power Condemn those they've cast adrift Echoes down the city street Their harpies laughter rings Waiting for the curtain call Oblivious in the wings The casket is empty Abandon ye all hope They ran off with the money And left us with the rope

Eagle And The Hawk

JOHN DENVER "Voice Of America"
Ohhhhhh, I am the Eagle, I live in high country, The rocky cathedrals that reach to the sky. I am the Hawk, And there's blood on my feathers, But time is still turning, They soon will be dry. And all those who see me, And all who believe in me, Share in the freedom I feel when I fly! (instrumental portion) Come dance with the west wind, And touch on the mountain tops, Sail over the canyons, And up to the stars. And reach for the heavens, And hope for the future, And all that we can be, Not just what we are... (instrumental lead into finish)

My Mother's Eyes

BETTE MIDLER "Divine Madness"
'I think I'll sing you a little ballad. It's a new one. I just learnt it. Oh, I hope you like it.' Got my mother's eyes and my father's hair. Does anybody really care It's gettin' cold out here. Well, I keep walkin' with my head held high, with my head to the sky, with my mother's eyes. And my mother's eyes are with me in the darkness that's been paid for. I'm just a nameless stranger, don't know why. Have I seen all that I could Have I seen more than I should with my mother's eyes Have I seen all that I could Have I seen more than I should with my mother's eyes And my mother's eyes are with me in the chilly winds of autumn. If I ain't here by winter, she'll know why. I've seen all that I dare. I've seen more than my share. Forgive me if I stare with my mother's eyes.

Julie With...

Brian Eno "Before After Science"
I am on an open sea Just drifting as the hours go slowly by Julie with her open blouse Is gazing up into the empty sky. Now it seems to be so strange here Now it's so blue The still sea is darker than before... No wind disturbs our coloured sail The radio is silent, so are we Julie's head is on her arm Her fingers brush the surface of the sea. Now I wonder if we'll be seen here Or if time has left us all alone The still sea is darker than before...

Gods Of War

BRUCE DICKINSON
When I was younger I thought, that to kill or be killed was a thing to be proud of Victim of chance, prisoner of hope Hanged by the neck on the end of the rope I don't know, I don't care Oh, one of the damned, oh, part of the plan Cry-oh-oh-oh, the gods of war They howl and cry for more Cry-oh-oh-oh, the gods of war They howl and cry for more Now taking both sides at a time on the front line You can join in the fear, share in the bloodshed Investing your money in guns, the infinite fun Of the warlord you saved, from a rusty grave Oh, one of the damned, oh, part of the plan Cry-oh-oh-oh, the gods of war They howl and cry for more Cry-oh-oh-oh, the gods of war They howl and cry for more Cry-oh-oh-oh, the gods of war They howl and cry for more Cry-oh-oh-oh, the gods of war They howl and cry for more

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