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Traditional
Kyrié Eléison
Kyrié Eléison
Kyrié Eléison
Christié Eléison
Lord have mercy
Lord have mercy
Lord have mercy
Christ have mercy
Christ have mercy
Christ have mercy
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Born on the wind, cooled by the rainLost in a dream, no memory remainsUnder the clouds, far from the sunTied to a wheel, since time has begun.
And we sleep the live long nightAs part of the river we suffer together so far from the lightAnd we gaze the live long dayInto the waters of forgetfulness, yeah yeah yeah. yeah yeah yeah.
Tossed on the sea, still in a dreamLooks like a war, it's not what it seemsRuled by the moon, pulled by the tideNowhere to run and nowhere to hide.
And we sleep the live long nightAs part of the river we suffer together so far from the lightAnd we gaze the live long dayInto the waters of forgetfulness, yeah yeah yeah. yeah yeah yeah.
And we sleep the live long nightAs part of the river we suffer together so far from the lightAnd we gaze the live long dayInto the waters of forgetfulness, yeah yeah yeah. yeah yeah yeah.
Drums/Percussion: Arran AhmunKeyboards: Pavel RosakPercussion: Pavel RosakGuitars: Bryn HaworthSaxophone: Mel CollinsVocals: Gerry Rafferty
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Don't speak of my heart, it hurts too much -- hurts to touchI'm writing the book each and every dayTake a look at my face, I still need -- I still bleedI've been running on empty since you went away.
The spirit world looks down on usSad that we're apartSo please don't speak of my heart.
Whenever we talk she says hang on -- just hang onMeanwhile I'm drowning in the pouring rainAnd each time we meet there's a sad farewell -- sad farewellShe tells me someday I'm gonna love again.
The way that she walked out on meStill tears me apartSo please don't speak of my heart.
Every day's an endless maze of dreams that fade and dieNo one believed we were saying ‘Goodbye'And every night I think of you I'm still left wondering whyI can't believe that we're saying goodbye.
And when I wake up in the morningAnd wonder where I'm going toIt all came without a warningWhat's a man supposed to do?
Don't let your heart break downDon't let your heart break down.
Don't speak of my heart, it hurts too much -- it hurts to touchI'm writing the book each and every dayTake a look at my face, I still need -- I still bleedI've been running on empty since you went away.
The spirit world looks down on us,Sad that we're apartDon't wanna talk about it -- don't make me think about itSo please don't speak of my heart.
Written By: Gerry Rafferty and Jim RaffertyDrums/Percussion: Arran AhmunKeyboards: Pavel RosakProgramming: Pavel RosakBass Guitar: Mo FosterElectric Guitar: Hugh BurnsHigh String Guitar: Gerry RaffertyStrings/Bassoon Arrangement: Andrew JackmanLead Vocals: Gerry RaffertyBacking Vocals: Nicky Moore / Joe Egan / Julian Littman / Melanie Harrold / Liane Carroll / Gerry Rafferty
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Lennon-McCartney
Ah because the world is round, it turns me round
Because the world is round.
Ah because the wind is high, it blows my mind
Because the wind is high.
Ah love is old, love is new
Love is all, love is you.
Because the sky is blue, it makes me cry
Because the sky is blue.
Aaah ...
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Rafferty
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Information Superhighway, crawling out around the world
You go your way, I'll go my way, I'm living in a different world
So much useless information meant to stultify my mind
Stifles my imagination in this sea of humankind.
Tomorrow is another day but we are here tonight
Trust in our love and let it be.
Every time that I wake up, I drink the potion from the cup
And I awaken from this sleep
In the moment I can see, in the moment I am free
Every time that I wake up.
Cybernetic generation, all the little girls and boys
Virtual communication, playing with their little toys
Ritual without devotion, virtual reality
Sound and vision, no emotion, psycho babble apathy.
And now we're sitting in the sun, love comes out of the blue
Trust in our love and let it be.
Every time that I wake up, I drink the potion from the cup
And I awaken from this sleep
In the moment I can see, in the moment I am free
Every time that I wake up.
When I'm lost inside the beauty of a melody
A window opens and I know that's where I want to be
Like the sound of falling snow awakes the magic in my heart.
Driving through Nevada City, on my way to God knows where
This old town, it sure looks pretty, I just got to stop and stare
Lookin' at an old church steeple, it's got stories it could tell
In a world of sleeping people, no one ever hears the bell.
Tomorrow is another day but we are here tonight
Trust in our love and let it be.
Every time that I wake up, I drink the potion from the cup
And I awaken from this sleep
In the moment I can see, in the moment I am free
Every time that I wake up
Every time that I wake up
Every time that I wake up.
What (or who) is left out of the picture of the world we are in when the world itself is portrayed as if nothing but "pure cybernetic processes?". And what haunts this most powerful of late twentieth-century theoretical-fictions? The answer, according to Norbert Wiener, is the "evil" of chaos - the noise of disorganized forms and the entropic erosion of workable boundaries between subjects in communicative flux.
Information Superhighway crawling out around the world.
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So long ago when our love was newAnd the dreams that lovers dream still cast a spellWhen we made love we were together more than we knewAnd we gazed down deep into the wishing well.
Every day was a sunny dayRain seems constant nowI can remember times when your love and affectionTurned my world around.
We separate like rain in a stormAnd the wind blows all our words of love awayWhen we first met you were so loving, you were so warmNow we meet like strangers on a lost highway.
Our love story was meant to beAll those days gone downI can remember times when your love and affectionTurned my world around.
In deep blue, old and newDistant voices call to youAlchemy, mercuryNow you're free, and you can be who you want to beI know that you will grow now we're apartTalk to me when you're all at seaI will keep songs for you here in my heart.
So long ago when our love was newAnd the dreams that lovers dream still cast a spellWhen we made love we were together more than we knewAnd we gazed down deep into the wishing well.
Every day was a sunny dayRain seems constant nowI can remember times when your love and affectionTurned my world around.
Drums/Percussion: Arran AhmunKeyboards: Pavel RosakProgramming: Pavel RosakLead Guitar: Hugh BurnsBass Guitar: Mo FosterAcoustic Guitar: Gerry RaffertyStrings, Oboe, and Horn Arranged By: Andrew JackmanVocals: Gerry Rafferty
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My girlfriend's in Albania, my ex-wife's in Tasmania,
And I'm in Transylvania with the vampires all around
My brother's in Saskatchewan, my sister's in Afghanistan
Still looking for the Promised Land, but the kingdom lies within.
My mother's still in vanity, I'm part of her insanity
My father died some years ago but I still pray for his soul.
Now everyone's a refugee on this planet Purgatory
We only find reality in the land of the chosen few.
I still get lost in wild imagination
I need to wake up to reality
I've had enough of identification
What can be done for a fool like me.
In the land
In the land
In the land of the chosen few
In the land
In the land
In the land of the chosen few
Love's gonna set me free.
I was dreaming of the Promised Land
Where people understand
Real love and harmony
I knew that I had found my way (my way) yeah (my way)
We were singing songs of innocence
And experience of love and harmony
And I knew that love was here to stay (real love) yeah (real love)
In the middle of a cool cool night
I woke up and I saw the light.
In the land (in the land)
In the land (in the land)
In the land of the chosen few (chosen few)
In the land (in the land)
In the land (in the land)
In the land of the chosen few
I still get lost in wild imagination
I need to wake up to reality
I've had enough of identification
What can be done for a fool like me.
[Fade]
In the land (in the land)
In the land (in the land)
In the land of the chosen few (chosen few)
I still get lost in wild imagination
I need to wake up to reality
I've had enough of identification
What can be done for a fool like me.
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You get a thunderbolt from out of the blueAnd it changes everything about the life you knewYes the storm breaks and your heart achesAnd then life goes on.
When a long time love just disappearsYou need someone new to help you through those impatient yearsAnd those sad days, all those mad daysWhile your life goes on.
You know it's over but you can't let goIt's not easy when it comes to saying all those last goodbyesIn that moment when your dreams lie scattered in the dustYou find something you can trustLove comes to meet you like a brand new dayLove comes to you all along the way.
You're walking down the street but you're lost in spaceAnd the future comes to meet you and you like its faceFrom a blue note comes a new noteAnd your life goes on.
You don't need miracles to point the wayWhen you know that love is still the reason to believeIn that moment when you know you might have given upSomeone fills your lovin' cupAnd lies beside you ‘til the break of dayLove comes to you all along the way.
A million stars shine in the darkest nightFrom across the universe there comes eternal lightFrom this blue world to a new worldSomewhere life goes on.
Life goes on...Life goes on...
Drums/Percussion: Arran AhmunKeyboards: Pavel RosakProgramming: Pavel RosakGuitars: Hugh BurnsBass (on chorus): Mo FosterSaxophones: Mel CollinsStrings Arranged By: Andrew JackmanVocals: Gerry Rafferty
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(recognise)(recognise)
If there's a reason on earth to believe in meAfter all those hard times we've been throughIf there's just one thing you can see in meI will give my love to youI will give my love to you
There's a star that shines bright on the two of usEven when we feel so far apartThere is something so real between the two of usI can see your loving heartI can see your loving heart (oh yeah)
Love is the answer, yes love is the keyThat opens the door to eternityLove is to be in the moment where we can be freeLove is the only reality.
If we ever should meet in another worldIf we both come in out of the coldIf we ever should meet in another lifeI will recognise your soulI will recognise your soul
(oh yes I will baby, recognise your soul yeah)
[Fade](I will recognise, recognise your soul)
The original version from Another World
If there's a reason on earth to believe in meAfter all of those times we've been throughIf there's just one thing left that you see in meI will give my love to youI will give my love to you
If the sun don't shine bright on the two of usNow that we're so far apartThere was something so real between the two of usI could see your loving heartI could see your loving heart (oh yeah)
Storm in the morning but still as the nightWe sever the moon that keeps cryingBetter to be in the moment or lost in the pastLike a rainbow that's shining upon me
If we ever should meet in another worldIf we both come in out of the coldIf we ever should meet in another lifeI will recognise your soulI will recognise your soul
(oh yes I would baby, recognise your soul yeah)
[Fade](I would recognise, recognise your soul)
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One night, you'll stand again in the spotlightAnd everything will be alrightAnd you'll wake up from this dark night of the soul.
You started out in rock ‘n' rollYou had music deep in your soulNow you don't cut it like you used to doLooks like time has caught up on you.
You've given up, you've settled downNo more riding on the money-go-roundA quiet life and a room with a viewLooks like time's caught up on you.
Holes in your pockets, holes in your shoesHoles in your day dreams that never came trueSo many years but so little to showNobody told you -- you reap what you sow.
The way you talk -- makes me sadI still remember all the good times we hadRight now you're twisted and bitter and blueLooks like time's caught up on you.
How many times did I hear you sayForget tomorrow -- just live for todayYou've burned some bridges, yeah -- that much is trueLooks like time's caught up on you.
You've got some demons still driving you onThey wonder where all the good times have goneNobody calls you, now nobody daresNobody wants to ‘cos nobody cares.
Another night, another placeAnother limbo where you've fallen from graceNo, you don't cut it like you used to doLooks like time's caught up on you.
It's caught up on youIt's caught up on youIt's caught up on youIt's caught up on you
One night -- you'll stand again in the spotlightAnd everything will be all rightAnd you'll wake up from this dark night of the soul.
One night -- you'll spread your wings and you'll take flightAnd everything will be all rightAnd you'll wake up from this dark night of the soul.
One night -- you'll stand again in the spotlightAnd everything will be all rightAnd you'll wake up from this dark night of the soul.
Drums/Percussion: Arran AhmunKeyboards: Pavel RosakProgramming: Pavel RosakElectric Guitars: Hugh BurnsAcoustic Guitar: Gerry RaffertyPedal Steel Guitar: B.J. ColeSaxophone: Mel CollinsLead Vocals: Gerry RaffertyBacking Vocals: Nicky Moore / Joe Egan / Julian Littman / Melanie Harrold / Liane Carroll / Gerry Rafferty
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Money won't fix it, power won't fix it
Sex won't fix it, drugs won't fix it
Fame won't fix it, lies won't fix it
Your life won't fix it, nobody can fix it
This sleeping sickness is a very strange disease
You can't wake up until you're brought down to your knees
Time won't heal you, medicine won't heal you
Potions won't heal you, your doctor can't heal you
Your husband can't heal you, your wife can't heal you
Your friends can't heal you, nobody can heal you
You realise that you've been living in a dream
You see reality and wake up with a scream (Aaaaah!)
Science won't save you, religion won't save you
Art won't save you, I can't save you
Got your desires and you do just what you please
This sleeping sickness is a very strange disease
You can't wake up until you're brought down to your knees
Love can heal you, knowledge can heal you
Understanding can heal you, faith can heal you
Service can heal you, humility can heal you
Love can heal you, conscious love can heal you
Conscious love
Conscious love
Conscious love
Conscious love
Abraham and Moses
And the sweet Lord Jesus,
Blessed Mohammed,
Buddha, Krishna,
Gurdjieff, Ouspensky,
Socrates and Plato,
Rembrandt, Rilke,
Leonardo da Vinci,
Rumi, Hafiz,
And Ibn' Arabi,
Marcus Aurelius,
and Johann Sebastian Bach
[Fade]
Conscious love
Conscious love
Conscious love
Conscious love
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We sat up talking right on through the nightAnd the day had just begunThen you said let's take a walk outsideAnd watch the rising of the sun.
And over my head there was so much to see in the skyJust that feeling of being aliveDon't let it go, don't let it slip away.
We stood around until the sky was clearIt was time for you to goI watched your figure slowly disappearAs you walked off down the road.
And over my head there was so much to see in the skyJust that feeling of being aliveDon't let it go, don't let it slip away.
Don't let it go, don't let it slip awayDon't let it go, don't let it slip away.
Drums/Percussion: Arran AhmunBass Guitar: Mo FosterKeyboards/Strings: Ian LynnAcoustic Guitar: Gerry RaffertyVocals: Gerry Rafferty
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When life gets toughWhen this old road gets roughWhat happens to me and youWhat do we do -- we hang on.
When you confessYour life is in a messAnd only you can muddle throughWhat do you do -- you hang on.
Love is blind, love is kindWhat do you do when it leaves you behindLike yesterday's papers -- like yesterday's news.
You don't wanna be all by yourselfYou don't wanna be left on the shelfWhen you're feeling small and tired of it all.
Those lonely daysThose sad and lonely daysLeft sad and blue without a clueWhat do you do -- you hang on.
Love is real -- love can healWhat do you do when the love that you feelTurns out to be one dream that never came true.
You imagined it was so much moreNow you're stranded on another shoreAnd you don't expect to resurrect.
A love gone wrongA love that was so strongLeft sad and blue without a clueWhat do you do -- you hang on.
Drums/Percussion: Arran AhmunKeyboards: Pavel RosakProgramming: Pavel RosakElectric Guitar: Hugh BurnsBass Guitar: Mo FosterAcoustic Guitar: Gerry RaffertyBottleneck Guitar: Bryn HaworthSaxophones: Mel CollinsLead Vocals: Gerry RaffertyBacking Vocals: Nicky Moore / Joe Egan / Julian Littman / Gerry Rafferty
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I love you so much, but you're leaving todaySomehow we've lost touch -- I can't make you stayYou say I'll get by, but it's my head on the blockIt's easy to talk -- so easy to talk.
What did I do wrong, tell me what was my crimeI've loved you so long, now my neck's on the lineYou pass judgement on me while I stand in the dockIt's easy to talk -- so easy to talk.
When we were living in the city of a million dreamsYou were telling me that love is never what it seemsYeah, you walked into my life and now I must surrender.
So you go with him and say I'm to blameI know I can't win while you feel no shameFor every vow that you break and every word that you mockIt's easy to talk -- so easy to talk.
When we were living in the city of a million dreamsYou were telling me that love is never what it seemsYeah, you walked into my life and now I must surrender.
God holds out His hand, why suffer the gloomOf a renegade heart in some lonely roomOur lives slip away with each tick of the clockIt's easy to talk -- so easy to talk.
Drums/Percussion: Arran AhmunKeyboards: Pavel RosakProgramming: Pavel RosakBottleneck Guitar: Bryn HaworthPedal Steel Guitar: B.J. ColeAcoustic Guitar: Gerry RaffertyBass Guitar: Mo FosterLead Vocals: Gerry RaffertyBacking Vocals: Nicky Moore / Joe Egan / Julian Littman / Melanie Harrold / Liane Carroll / Gerry Rafferty
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Traditional
From sweet Londonderry, oh, to fair London town
There is no better harbour anywhere to be found
Where the children each evening are round the seashore
And the joybells are ringing for the maids of Culmore
The first time I saw my love she passed me by
And the next time I saw her she bade me goodbye
And the third time I saw her she grieved my heart sore
And she sailed down Lough Foyle and away from Culmore
To the north parts of America I will go my love see
Where I will know no one, oh, or no one knows me
And it's if I don't find her I'll return back no more
Like an exile I will wander from the maid of Culmore
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Traditional
Oh come, all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant,
Oh come ye, Oh come ye to Bethlehem
Come and behold Him, born the King of Angels
Oh come, let us adore Him
Oh come, let us adore Him
Oh come, let us adore Him
Christ the Lord.
Sing, choirs of angels, sing in exultation
Oh Sing, all ye citizens of heaven above
Glory to God in the highest
Oh come, let us adore Him
Oh come, let us adore Him
Oh come, let us adore Him
Christ the Lord.
Yea, Lord, we greet Thee, born this happy morning
Jesus, to Thee be all glory giving
Word of the Father now in flesh appearing
Oh come, let us adore Him
Oh come, let us adore Him
Oh come, let us adore Him
Christ the Lord.
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Traditional
Silent night, holy night
All is calm, all is bright
Round yon Virgin Mother and Child
Holy Infant so tender and mild
Sleep in heavenly peace
Sleep in heavenly peace
Silent night, holy night!
Shepherds quake at the sight
Glories stream from heaven afar
Heavenly hosts sing Alleluia!
Christ, the Saviour is born
Christ, the Saviour is born
Silent night, holy night
Son of God, love's pure light
Radiant beams from Thy holy face
With the dawn of redeeming grace
Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth
Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth "
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