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One Little Victory (5:08)

Ceiling Unlimited (5:28)

Ghost Rider (5:41)

Peaceable Kingdom (5:23)

The Stars Look Down (4:28)

How It Is (4:05)

Vapor Trail (4:57)

Secret Touch (6:34)

Earthshine (5:38)

Sweet Miracle (3:40)

Nocturne (4:49)

Freeze (Part IV of "Fear") (6:21)

Out Of The Cradle (5:03)

 

 

One Little Victory

 

A certain measure of innocence

Willing to appear naive

A certain degree of imagination

A measure of make-believe

 

A certain degree of surrender

To the forces of light and heat

A shot of satisfaction

In a willingness to risk defeat

 

Celebrate the moment

As it turns into one more

Another chance at victory

Another chance to score

 

The measure of the moment

Is a difference of degree

Just one little victory

A spirit breaking free

One little victory

The greatest act can be

One little victory

 

A certain measure of righteousness

A certain amount of force

A certain degree of determination

Daring on a different course

 

A certain amount of resistance

To the forces of the light and love

A certain measure of tolerance

A willingness to rise above

 

 

 

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Ceiling Unlimited

 

It's not the heat

It's the inhumanity

Plugged into the sweat of a summer street

Machine gun images pass

Like malice through the looking glass

 

The slackjaw gaze

Of true profanity

Feels more like surrender than defeat

If culture is the curse of the thinking class

If culture is the curse of the thinking class

 

ceiling unlimited

world so wide

turn and turn again

 

feeling unlimited

still unsatisfied

changes never end

 

The vacant laugh

Of true insanity

Dressed up in the mask of Tragedy

Programmed for the guts and glands

Of idle minds and idle hands

 

I rest my case -

Or at least my vanity

Dressed up in the mask of Comedy

If laughter is a straw for a drowning man

If laughter is a straw for a drowning man

 

ceiling unlimited

windows open wide

look and look again

 

feeling unlimited

eyes on the prize

changes never end

 

winding like an ancient river

the time is now again

 

hope is like an endless river

the time is now again

 

 

 

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Ghost Rider

 

Pack up all those phantoms

Shoulder that invisible load

Keep on riding north and west

Haunting that wilderness road

Like a ghost rider

 

Carry all those phantoms

Through bitter wind and stormy skies

From the desert to the mountain

From the lowest low to the highest high

Like a ghost rider

 

Keep on riding North and West

Then circle South and East

Show me beauty, but there is no peace

For the ghost rider

 

Shadows on the road behind

Shadows on the road ahead

Nothing can stop you now

 

There's a shadow on the road behind

There's a shadow on the road ahead

Nothing can stop you now

 

Sunrise in the mirror

Lightens that invisible load

Riding on a nameless quest

Haunting that wilderness road

Like a ghost rider

 

Just an escape artist

Racing against the night

A wandering hermit

Racing toward the light

 

From the White Sands

To the Canyonlands

To the redwood stands

To the Barren Lands

 

Sunrise on the road behind

Sunset on the road ahead

There's nothing to stop you now

Nothing can stop you now

 

 

 

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Peaceable Kingdom

 

A wave toward the clearing the sky

 

All this time we're talking and sharing our Rational View

A billion other voices are spreading other news

All this time we're living and trying to understand

Why a billion other choices are making their demands

 

Talk of a Peaceable Kingdom

Talk of a time without fear

The ones we wish would listen

Are never going to hear

 

Justice against The Hanged Man

Knight of Wands against the hour

Swords against the kingdom

Time against The Tower

 

All this time we're shuffling and laying out all our cards

While a billion other dealers are slipping past our guards

All this time we're hoping and praying we all might learn

While a billion other teachers are teaching them how to burn

 

Dream of a Peaceable Kingdom

Dream of a time without war

The ones we wish would hear us

Have heard it all before

 

A wave toward the clearing sky

A wave toward the clearing sky

 

The Hermit against The Lovers

Or the Devil against the Fool

Swords against the kingdom

The Wheel against the rules

 

All this time we're burning like bonfires in the dark

A billion other blazes are shooting off their sparks

Every spark a drifting ember of desire

To fall upon the earth and spark another fire

 

A homeward angel on the fly

A wave toward the clearing sky

 

 

 

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Stars Look Down

 

Like the fly on the wheel, who says

"What a lot of dust we're raising"

Are you under the illusion

That you're part of this scheme?

Seems like a lifetime ago

You could look with pride

On your world of dreams

 

What is the meaning of this?

And the stars look down

What are you trying to do?

And the stars look down

Was it something I said

And the stars look down

 

Like the rat in a maze who says,

"Watch me choose my own direction"

Are you under the illusion

The path is winding your way?

Are you surprised by confusion

When it leads you astray?

Have you lived a lifetime today -

Or do you feel like you just got carried away?

 

What is the meaning of this?

And the stars look down

What are you trying to do?

And the stars look down

Was it something I said?

And the stars look down

Something you'd like me to do?

And the stars look down

 

The stars look down

 

 

 

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How It Is

 

Here's a little trap

That sometimes catches everyone

When today's as far as we can see

Faith in bright tomorrows

giving way to resignation

That's how it is - how it's going to be

 

It's such a cloudy day

Seems we'll never see the sun

Or feel the day has possibilities

Frozen in the moment -

the lack of imagination

Between how it is and how it ought to be

 

Here's a little trap

That sometimes trips up everyone

When we tire of our own company

Sometimes we're the last to see beyond the day's frustrations

That's how it is - how it's going to be

 

It's such a cloudy day

Seems we'll never see the sun

I feel the day is all uncertainty

Burning in the moment - trapped by the desperation

Between how it is and how it ought to be

 

Foot upon the stair

Shoulder to the wheel

You can't tell yourself not to care

You can't tell yourself how to feel

 

That's how it is

Another cloudy day

 

 

 

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Vapor Trail

 

Stratospheric traces of our transitory flight

Trails of condensation held

in narrow paths of white

The sun is turning black

The world is turning gray

All the stars fade from the night

The oceans drain away

 

Horizon to Horizon

memory written on the wind

Fading away, like an hourglass, grain by grain

Swept away like voices in a hurricane

 

In a vapor trail

 

Atmospheric phases make the transitory last

Vaporize the memories that freeze the fading past

Silence all the songbirds

Stilled by the killing frost

Forests burn to ashes

Everything is lost

 

Washed away like footprints in the rain

 

In a vapor trail

 

 

 

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Secret Touch

 

The way out

Is the way in

The way out

Is the way in...

 

Out of touch

With the weather and the wind direction

With the sunrise

And the phases of the moon

Out of touch

With life in the land of the loving

With the living night

And the darkness at high noon

 

You can never break the chain

There is never love without pain

A gentle hand, a secret touch on the heart

 

Out of sync

With the rhythm of my own reactions

With the things that last

And the things that come apart

Out of sync

With love in the land of the living

A gentle hand, a secret touch on the heart

 

A healing hand, a secret touch on the heart

 

There is never love without pain

Life is a power that remains

 

 

 

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Earthshine

 

On certain nights

When the angles are right

And the moon is a slender crescent

 

Its circle shows

In a ghostly glow

Of earthly luminescence

 

Earthshine

A beacon in the night

I can raise my eyes to

Earthshine

Earthshine

A jewel out of reach

Form a dream to rise to

Earthshine

 

Floating high

In the evening sky

I see my faint reflection

 

Pale facsimile

Like what others see

When they look in my direction

 

Earthshine

Stretching out your hand

Full of starlit diamonds

Earthshine

 

Reflected light

To another's sight

And the moon tells a lover's story

 

My borrowed face

And my third-hand grace

Only reflect your glory

 

You're still out of reach

Form a dream to rise to

Earthshine

 

 

 

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Sweet Miracle

 

I wasn't walking on water

I was standing on a reef

When the tide came in

Swept beneath the surface

Lost without a trace

No hope at all

No hope at all

 

Oh - sweet miracle

Oh - sweet miracle

Of life

 

I wasn't walking with angels

I was talking to myself

Rising up to the surface

Raging against the night

Starless night

 

Oh - sweet miracle

Love's sweet miracle

Of life

 

Oh salvation

Oh salvation

 

I wasn't praying for magic

I was hiding in plain sight

Rising up from the surface

To fly into the light

 

 

 

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Nocturne

 

Did I have a dream?

Or did the dream have me?

 

Set off on a night-sea journey

Without memory or desire

Drifting through lost latitudes

With no compass and no chart

 

Flying through hallucination

Distant voices, signals fire

Lighting up my unconscious

And the secret places of the heart

 

Dream - Temporary madness

Dream - A voice in the wilderness

Dream - Unconscious revelations

The morning says, the answer is yes

 

Floating through a darkened mirror

Deep reflections in disguise

Soaring through lost altitudes

Without wonder, without fear

 

Symbols on a field of visions

Behind the curtain of sleeping eyes

On the instant of waking

Another world of dreams appears

 

Dream - A walk in the wilderness

Dream - Unconscious recreation

The morning says, the answer is yes

 

 

 

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Freeze (part iv of "fear")

 

The city crouches, steaming

In the early morning half-light

The sun is still a rumor

And the night is still a threat

 

Slipping through the dark streets

And the echoes and the shadows

Something stirs behind me

And my palms begin to sweat

 

Sometimes I freeze - until the light comes

Sometimes I fly - into the night

Sometimes I fight - against the darkness

Sometimes I'm wrong - sometimes I'm right

 

Coiled for the spring

Or caught like a creature in the headlights

Into a desperate panic

Or a tempest of blind fury

Like a cornered beast

Or a conquering hero

 

The menace threatens, closing

And I'm frozen in the shadows

I'm not prepared to run away

And I'm not prepared to fight

 

I can't stand to reason

Or surrender to a reflex

I will trust my instincts

Or surrender to my fright

 

Sometimes we freeze - until the light comes

Sometimes we're wrong - and sometimes we're right

Sometimes we fight - against the darkness

Sometimes we fly - into the night

 

Blood running cold

Mind going down into a dark night

Of a desperate panic

Or a tempest of blind fury

Like a cornered beast

Or a conquering hero

 

Sometimes I freeze

Sometimes I fight

Sometimes I fly

Into the night

 

 

 

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Out of the Cradle

 

It's not a place

It's a yearning

It's not a race

It's a journey

 

It's not an act

It's attraction

It's not a style

It's an action

 

It's a dream for the waking

It's a flower touched by flame

It's a gift for the giving

It's a power with a hundred names

 

Surge of energy, spark of inspiration

The breath of love is electricity

Maybe Time is bird in flight

Endlessly mocking

Here we come out of the cradle

Endlessly rocking

Endlessly rocking

 

It's a hand

That rocks the cradle

It's a motion

That swings the sky

 

It's method on the edge of madness

It's a balance on the edge of a knife

It's a smile on the edge of sadness

It's a dance on the edge of life

 

Endlessly r o c k i n g

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