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3. | Primera Invasion |
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7. | Tales Of Kilimanjaro |
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9. | American Gypsy |
10. | I Love You Much Too Much |
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(Music/ Lyrics: Cat Stevens)
Don't you feel a change a-coming
From another side of time
Breaking down the walls of silence
Lifting shadows from your mind
Placing back the missing mirrors
That before you couldn't find
Filling mysteries of emptiness
That yesterday left behind.
Chorus:
And we all know it's better
Yesterday has passed
Now let's all start the living
For the one that's going to last.
(Repeat Chorus)
Don't you feel the day is coming
That will stay and remain
When your children see
The answers
That you saw the same
When the clouds have all gone
There will be no more rain
And all the beauty of all things
Is uncovered again.
Chorus
(Repeat Chorus)
Don't you feel the day is coming
And it won't be too soon
When the people of the world
Can all live in one room
When we shake off the ancient
Chains of our tomb
We will all be born again
Of the eternal womb.
Chorus (Repeat 3x)
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(Music/ Lyrics: Devadip Santana, Richard Baker, David Margen, Orestes Vilato,
& Alexander J. Ligertwood)
The sun is slowly rising
The day is just beginning
Let me take you to a
Place you've never been to
Imagine that you're walking
With me in the jungle
The natives they are dancing
And singing to a ritual
E papa re, e papa re...
The music's getting to you
Your knees are feeling shaky
Your mind is getting dizzy
The spell is taking over
Suddenly you find yourself
Surrounded by these people
Ain't no use to try and struggle
You know it would be useless
Out of nowhere comes their leader
Commanding all attention
He signals them to set you free
But to keep on singing
E papa re, e papa re...
All around below above
The magic's flowing freely
Everybody's soaked in sweat
Drenched by their own feelings
Incantations cry out loud
The fire keeps on burning
now you're in a time and space
From where there's no returning
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(Music/ Lyrics: Devadip Santana, Alexander J. Ligertwood, Chris Solberg, & Alan Pasqua)
Searchin', I'm always searchin'
Searchin' for my beloved
I'm gonna keep on searchin' 'cause
I need your love, yea
Listen, my heart is callin'
Longing to have you near me
Please believe me what I'm sayin' is true
Every morning I wake up to you
Searchin', searchin', searchin', searchin'
Every night my thoughts return to calling you
Lover, don't keep me waiting
You must hear what I'm saying
I'm gonna keep on searchin' till I win your love
I can almost hear her gentle voice
Searchin', searchin', searchin', searchin'
I can almost hear her smile of light
Searchin', searchin', searchin', searchin'
I can almost feel the love reach out to me
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(Music/ Lyrics: Rick Meyers)
Watcha gonna do with your life
Now that I'm leaving
Are you believing
You'll make it on your own
Didn't you believe what I said
Or was it just madness
Living in sadness
You'll be all alone
I said it over and over
At least a hundred times
I have what you been missing
Look back and you may find
Now it's time to walk out the door
It's all been said now
I'm looking ahead now
Time to be moving on
Yes, I told you so many times
But you didn't listen
You can't see what you're missing
What you never had before
I could have loved you
Like there was no tomorrow
It didn't really matter
If you stole my love or borrowed
You know I could go crazy
But I just can't remember
Exactly how to go there
And keep this love forever
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(Music/ Lyrics: Leo Ballard)
One day I was on the ground
When I needed a hand
And it couldn't be found
I was so far down
That I couldn't get up
You know and
One day I was one of life's losers
Even my friends were my ac-cus-ers
And in my head
Lost before I'd begun
I had a dream
But it turned to dust
What I thought was love
That must have been lust
I was living in style
When the walls fell in
When I played my hand
I looked like a joker
Turn around
Fate must have woke her
'Cause lady luck she was
Waiting outside the door
Chorus:
I'm winning
I'm winning
I'm winning
And I don't intend on losing again
Too bad it belonged to me
It was the wrong time
And I meant to be
It took a long time
And I knew for now
I can see the day
That I breath for
Friends agree there's a need
To play the game
And to win again
Chorus:
(repeat first line 5x's)
(repeat last line 4x's)
Repeat Verse II
Chorus:
(repeat first line 5x's)
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(Music/ Lyrics: J.J. Cale)
Don't take her for granted, she had a hard time
Don't misunderstand her or play with her mind
Treat her so gently, it will pay you in time
You've gotta know she's the sensitive kind
Tell her you love her each and every night
You will discover she will treat you right
If you believe, I know you will find
There ain't nothin' like the sensitive kind
She gets so lonely waitin' for you
You are the only thing to help her through
Don't take her for granted
She has a hard time
You got to know she's the sensitive kind
You got to know she's the sensitive kind
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(Music/ Lyrics: Devadip Santana & Alexander J. Ligertwood)
When you walked out the
door, baby,
Thought I would die
I didn't realize
Oh, you were the brightest star
Up in the sky, yeah
Now that you're gone, oh how I miss
you so
Please come back to me, I need
your love
Baby ever so more, yeah, yeah
Come back, girl
Bring your sweet love back to me
I can't do without it, no...
If you want, I'll show you what I have
You can take, take what you want
of me
Just don't take the things that we
know are bad
Oh baby, oh baby, I need your
love, yeah
Girl...oh, yeah...oh...
Come back...won't you come back
Please, oh, please, please
please, please
Pretty pretty pretty pretty please
I need your love, oh, baby, yeah
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Music/ Lyrics: Carlos Santana, Raul Rekow, Alex Ligertwood, & Alan Pasqua
Ah ya e ya
Ah e yea ya
Oba ibo si areo
Ergua mala gura
obakoso cabiosile ache
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