Альбом Van Morrison

Showed me pictures in the gallery
Showed me novels on the shelf
Put my hands across the table
Gave me knowledge of myself.
Showed me visions, showed me nightmares
Gave me dreams that never end
Showed me light out of the tunnel
When there was darkness all around instead.

Tore down a la Rimbaud
And I wish my message would come
Tore down a la Rimbaud, you know it's hard some time
you know it's hard some time.

Showed me ways and means and motions
Showed me what it's like to be
Gave me days of deep devotions
Showed me things I cannot see.

Tore down a la Rimbaud
And I wish my purpose would come
Tore down a la Rimbaud, you know it's hard some time.
You know it's hard some time.

Showed me different shapes and colours
Showed me many different roads
Gave me very clear instructions
When I was in the dark night of the soul.

Tore down a la Rimbaud
And I wish my writing would come
Tore down a la Rimbaud, you know it's hard some time.

Saw you shining in the sun this morning
Saw you shining in the moon at night
Saw you shining in the sun this morning
Saw you shining in the moon at night
Ancient of days, ancient of days, ancient of day a a a ays.

Saw you standing by the winding river
Saw you Standing by the shining stream
Saw you standing by the winding river
Saw you standing by the shining stream
Ancient of days, ancient of days, ancient of day a a a ays

Felt you stirring in my heart this morning
Felt you moving in my heart at night
Felt you stirring in my heart this morning
Felt you moving in my heart at night
Ancient of days, ancient of days, ancient of day a a a ays

Saw you shining in the sun this morning
Saw you shining in the starry night
Saw you shining in the sun this morning
Saw you shining in the starry night

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How the light shone from the master
How the light shone from the master
How the light shone from the master's eyes

Or how the truth shone, from the master
How the truth shone, from the master
How the truth shone, from the master's eyes

Why didn't they leave us to wander through buttercup summers
Why didn't they leave us to wander when there was no other

And my questions all were answered
When the light shone from the master
When the light shone, from the master's eyes

If you leave me, if you grieve me
What would I do without you to see me through.
If you hurt me, if you desert me
What would I do, without you, to see me through.

What would I do
Tell me I wanna know
Who would I see
What would I know.

Well I'm crazy about my baby
What would I do without you, to see me through.
What would I do
Tell me I wanna know
Who would I see
Where would I go.

Well I'm crazy about my baby

I walked in my greatcoat
Down through the days of the leaves.
No before after, yes after before
We were shining our light into the days of blooming wonder
In the eternal presence, in the presence of the flame.

Didn't I come to bring you a sense of wonder
Didn't I come to lift your fiery vision bright
Didn't I come to bring you a sense of wonder in the flame.

On and on and on and on we kept singing our song
Over Newtonards and Comber, Gransha and the
Ballystockart Road.
With Boffyflow and Spike
I said I could describe the leaves for Samuel and Felicity
Rich, red browney, half burnt orange and green.

Didn't I come to bring you a sense of wonder
Didn't I come to lift your fiery vision bright
Didn't I come to bring you a sense of wonder in the flame.

It's easy to describe the leaves in the Autumn
And it's oh so easy in the Spring
But down through January and February it's a very different thing.

On and on and on, through the winter of our discontent.
When the wind blows up the collar and the ears are frostbitten too
I said I could describe the leaves for Samuel and what it means to you and me
You may call my love Sophia, but I call my love Philosophy.

Didn't I come to bring you a sense of wonder
Didn't I come to lift your fiery vision
Didn't I come to bring you a sense of wonder in the flame.

Wee Alfie at the
Castle Picture House on the Castlereagh Road.

Whistling on the corner next door where
he kept Johnny Mack Brown's horse.
O Solo Mio by McGimsey
and the man who played the saw
outside the city hall.
Pastie suppers down at Davey's chipper
Gravy rings, barmbracks

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If you only knew all the problems
That a man like me has to face.
If you only knew all the silly
Things that keep a man from his place.
I wouldn't want to sing your own song.
Your gonna have to lose a few.
If you only knew.

If you only knew all the dealing
That goes on in back of the store.
If you only knew how that one that's
Got a lot can't wait to get more.
I wouldn't want to cramp your style
But if you want to make it all worthwhile.
You have to have your own breakthrough.
If you only knew.

If you only knew what could happen to
A man for telling the truth.
If you only knew all the scruples
That go down in gin and vermouth.
I wouldn't want to steer you wrong
But if you want to sing your own song.
Your gonna have to lose a few.

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There's a voice cryin' out in the wilderness
All your trails have not been in vain
And you're doin' the best you know how to do
Gaining strength in the things that remain

You're part of the plan
For a new kind of man to come through

There's an angel that's watching right over you
All your trials have not been in vain
Won't you lift your head up to the starry night
Finding strength in the things that remain

You're part of the plan
For a new kind of man to come through

When a man comes through
He must do what he's supposed to do

When a man comes through.
He can't do what everyone expects him

Won't you lift your head up to the mountain top
All your trials have not been in vain
There's a light that keeps shining up ahead of you
Every step of the way that you take

It's part of the plan
For a new kind of man to come through