Gene Clark - Flying High (2005) by Gene Clark (보컬) on maniadb.com

The first thing that I heard you say
When you were standing there
Set in your way was that you were not blind
You were sure to make a fool of me
Cause there was nothing there
That you could see
That could go beyond your mind
Now who's standing at the door
Remembering the days before
And asking please be kind
It isn't how it was set up to be
But I've set you free this time

I have never been so far out in front
That I could ever ask for what I want
And have it any time
Knowing this you found a thought for me
That told you just what I should be
And there I stood behind
With all the ones that went before
And memories that always seems to
Tear me from my mind
In front of what it is you seem me to be
I've set you free this time

I could never find a chance to choose
Between a way to win or a thing to lose
Because there was your stand
On top of all the love you took
There was only something
You can look at lying in your hand
Now who's wondering what has changed
And why it can not be arranged
To have each thing work fine
It isn't how it was set up to be
But I'll set you free this time

Stopped awhile this morning on my way back home
I had to realize this time that I'd be all alone
Cause she is moving somewhere far away not slow
And though I tried so hard to please her
She said she really had to go
Even though this time it really hurts me bad
I've been through similarities
It's not the first break I've had
And I just can't let it bring me down too low
And though I tried so hard to please her
There must be something more to know
Never thought that we would end this way
It seemed that everything was going fine
Still with all the things that I can do or say
It won't change the fate I know so well is mine

SOLO

So I'll stop and look right past the pain
Cause I've been in love before and I can love again
While she is moving somewhere far away not slow
And though I tried so hard to please her
She said she really had to go

Well you're smolderin' with fly words,
Catch the moment on the run
And you say there's nothin' easy
About the plywood tract you're from
And you stand inside your wind stilts
Watch the sentence act begun

So you say you lost your baby
Do you know that your the one
With the stand to watch the trials go,
From here to there behind the scene
Throw your troubles to the moon trolls
To swallow up like stormy dreams
Take an entrance to a stand-off,
Looking if there's such a strife

And you say you lost your baby,
Wondering if its in your life
Well you fly your banners Mondays,
That take a rise and fall in one
Ask the questions of the pilgrims,
As they come to pledge what's done
Claim a tabernacle hillside
Where you'll sight the dyin' sun

So you say you lost your baby,
Don't you know that you're the one.
So you say you lost your baby,
Do you know that you're the one.

Three silver rings on slim hands waiting
Flash bright in candlelight through Sunday's early morn
We found a room that rainy morning

She took my hand through winding roads and led me home
Some red French wine when later waking
In her warm hideaway, she smiled and combed her hair

She laughed each time I asked her name
Made promises to meet again
But her friends down at the French caf

I lost ten points just for being in the right place
At exactly the wrong time
I looked right at the facts there, but I may as well
Have been completely blind

So, if you see me walking all alone
Don't look back, I'm just on my way back home
And there's a train leaves here this morning
And I don't know, what I might be on

She signed me to a contract
Baby said, "It would all be so life long"
I looked around then for a reason
When there wasn't something more to blame it on

But, if time makes a difference while we're gone
Tell me now and I won't be hanging on
There's a train leaves here this morning
And I don't know, what I might be on

1320 North Columbus was the address
That I wrote down on my sleeve
I don't know just what she wanted
Might have been that it was getting time to leave

And I watched as the smoker passed it on
And I laughed when the joker said, "Lead on"
'Cause there's a train leaves here this morning
And I don't know, what I might be on

There's a train leaves here this morning
And I don't know, what I might be on

Clark

When I was a young boy evening sun went down

Stand off by the railroad tracks and I'd listen for the sound
Of that Kansas City Southern man that'a a lonesome sound
Well I'd sit and watch those trains go by
And wish that I was outward bound

Well I'd dream about big cities

And the pleasures I would keep

Long about twelve-thirty thru the phases of my sleep
I'd hear that Kansas City Southern, man that'a a lonesome sound
Well I'd sit and watch those trains go by
And wish that I was outward bound

Well now I've been in a couple of places

Seen a couple of things

Whenever I think back in time

My memory forth rings
With that Kansas City Southern, man that'a a lonesome sound
Well I'd sit and watch those trains go by
And wish that I was homeward bound

Don't you know how the whistles blows
Don't you know how the whistles blows
Don't you know know know how the whistle blows

Don't you come down
Don't you feel bad
Even though your dreams are of
The things you've never had

Close to the earth
Near to the sun
Reflecting your own life
You can see that you
Can be more than one

Hear the bells ring, morning has come
Over the town the morning star fades in the dawn
Voices of time bringing surprise
Voices that sing in waking moments
To look into life's eye

Aren't you glad it's another day
Look and tell
So you though you would run away
But you know that way too well

Rhythms of rhyme
Seasons shall say
To look at a longer life now
A longer yesterday
Don't you come down
You know you're the one
Looking at tomorrow
Let your your troubles
Fade and fly into the sun

It was more like a dream than reality
I must have thought it was a dream while she was here with me
When she was near I didn't think she would leave
When she was gone it was too much to believe
So with tomorrow I will borrow
Another moment of joy and sorrow
And another dream and another with tomorrow
So if there some day won't be time just to look behind
There won't be reasons, no descriptions for my place and mind
There was so much I was told that was not real
So many things that I could not taste but I could feel
So with tomorrow I will borrow
Another moment of joy and sorrow
And another dream and another with tomorrow

Clark

The dissonant bells of the sea who are ringing the rhymes of the deep
As they sing of the ages asleep, not so near or so far
And the old masters wind of the waves sped forth for the free men and slaves
Whispers of secrets it saves and about whom they are.

And the workings of sunshine and rain
And the visions they paint that remain
Pulsate from my soul through my brain in a spanish guitar.

The beggar whom sits in the street on his miserable throne of defeat
Envisions no wealth there to meet, thinking nowhere is far
And the laughter of children employed by the fantasies not yet destroyed
By the dogmas of those they avoid knowing not what they are.

And the right and the wrong and insane
And the answers they cannot explain
Pulsate from my soul through my brain in a spanish guitar.

To play on a spanish guitar with the sun shining down where you are
Skipping and singing a bar from the music around
Just to laugh through the columns of trees, to soar like a seagull in breeze
To stand in the rain if you please or to never be found.

She went off to the city
To find what she was looking for
To identify, to really try
To find herself some hope
With the summer sun for laughing
And the winter rain did pour
She was lovelier from learning
And from living, loving more
From her dancing love and young soul
And the gypsies in her dream
To the pulse of stark acceptance
When the winds began to freeze
With no curfews left to hold her
And no walls to shield her pain
Finding out that facts were older
And that life forms are insane.
The presence of protection seemed
To fade, as did her doubt
That she now was no exception
Nor was the love who pushed her out

Though the streets cried out,
Go, homesick
Virtues strength of mind would ring
In the maladies of meaning
The sad song she learned to sing.
Now, her teachers and philosophers
And the poet's silver throat
Are the vessels which on wisdom's karmic ocean she will float.
Was this her revolution,
Just a child in love's crusade,
With the question in her innocence
Through the lies her eyes betrayed?

Clark

Struck by the sight of waking dreams
At hand our time's before our eyes
Called out to look beyond what seemed
To hear the woe an angel cry
In the distance the sun rose
Near we heard a clock chime
But the breeze murmured not yet
For there still is just a very little time
Our faces drenched by pouring rain
We laughed as closely we had clung
Our senses keen from lack of pain
Our souls the streams of songs we sung
Now the shadings around us
Judged yet not by our sight
In the light of our questing
The truth came through more clearly into sight
Around the eyes of disbelief
Intoxicated by their doubt
Moreover offered no relief
Afraid to look for finding out
Yet some danced and some sang songs
And some live for today
And around us the windows
Of wonder were unshuttered on our way

Blackbird was in the field and the sun was getting dim
The breeze running through the trees like an organ in a hymn
Thoughts were suspended like a leaf out on a limb
Fire was burning low and the winter coming in
Now some music was playing in the background of the night
Some friends from around came in and they all said things were high
And we spoke of a stranger that we all met on the way
Who said there was danger in those who watch out for their greed
Now the summer is past the grain and the river getting high
It's amazing a month can bring so many things that can get by
The old ways were drowning to the new ones with a sigh
It seems so incredible that sometimes I could cry.

Clark

Funny how the circle turns around first your up and then your down again
Though the circle takes what it may give
Each time around it makes you live again
Funny how the circle is a wheel
And it can steal someone who is a friend
Funny how the circle takes your flight
And if it's it right it brings you back again
Funny how the circle turns around
You think your lost and then you're found again
Though you always look for what you know
Each time around it's something new again

Clark

I came into town on a Monday morning
The tall buildings breaking up the city sky
The streets were wet it had just been pouring
Like the clouds above the storm just had to cry
I trained my eye on a police cruiser
I watched and I gulped as he passed me by
I looked around to see the street lights changing
And a voice down deep inside me asked me why
Running through my thoughts
Were the memories of the days that I had left behind
Way down in my soul were the hope
That better days were always there to find
The fog rolled in and the lights grew dimmer
And the sound of the city streets seemed amplified
In the misty morning when it had just been pouring
Like the clouds above the storm just had to cry
Like the clouds above the storm just had to cry

Clark

I see the travelers comin'
I watch them rollin' down the line
I see the transits movin'
I remember the railroad line.

I see some smilin' faces
Common place like they've peace of mind.
So many different places
I remember there's more than one kind.

From a place that I can call my home
Down the road that I must call my own
I see no easy way
(But) Today I've got to say
I don't mind seeing what I'm being shown

So I see the jet planes flying
I watch them out of sight
I keep on what I'm tryin'
Hoping that time will treat me right
I remember the railroad line.

Have you seen the silver raven she has wings and she can fly
Far above the the darkened waters far above the troubled sky
Have you seen the changing rivers now they wait their turn to die
But they turn their tide upon you when the sea begins to cry
Have you seen the changing windows
Of the sea beyond the stars
And the sky beyond the sunbeams and the world beyond your dreams
Have you seen the old world dying
Which was once what new worlds seem
Have you seen the silver raven she has wings that barely gleam
They barely gleam they barely glimmer
As she circles past the sun
And she tries to tell her sister that her trials have just begun
Have you seen the silver raven she has wings and she can fly
Far above the the darkened waters far above the troubled sky
Have you seen the changing rivers now they wait their turn to die
But they turn their tide upon you when the sea begins to cry

Changes come so quickly, easily it can seem bizarre
They say there's a price to pay for going out too far
You can buy a one way ticket out there all alone
And you can sit and wonder why
It's so hard to get back home
Nothing is important lost, that's not easy to believe
The longer you're in one place, the harder it is to leave
You can have a thousand cards to pull out of your sleeve
But in the end the loser is the one who does decieve
There's always a reality in what you are doing
Sometimes it's so hard to see which one is the true one
I use to treat my friends like I was more than a millionaire
Spending those big ones like I could afford them all upstairs
But what's been flying high must always touch the ground
Just walk upstairs and ask you'll be likely directed down
Into the reality of what you are doing
Sometimes it's so hard to see which one is the true one
There's always a reality in what you are doing
Sometimes it's so hard to see which one is the true one

Flying high above the clouds
We lay in the grassy meadow
The earth was like a pillow
For our dreams
Trials never entered into any conversation
That was the relation of our dreams
As a change in the wind must come
Over the mountain
And the seasons roll under the sun
Passing the shadows of our dreams

Clark

Look around little darlin do you know who I am
I'm as much your reflection as I am my own man
You need not to defend love life's the house where we live
We cannot see tomorrow only feel what we give
Put your head on my shoulder dry the tears from your eye
Watch the sun's fading ember hear the wind as she cries
We talk and hear about lonliness
The cold blue hunger of the soul
But if this world has redemptiveness
Why ever should we be somewhere
Where there's nowhere to go
Put your head on my shoulder dry the tears from your eye
Watch the sun's fading ember hear the wind as she cries
Hear the wind as she cries

Clark

I am told that my life is a clipper
The sea of time has tossed about
And I know that there's only one skipper
Who can guide that ship about
Do the wakening eyes of the wondering soul
See within and then without
Silently the truth speaks more loudly
Than what falls from my mouth
Seems my dreams are the wings of a spirit
This vessel sails can't fill without
From it's wind comes the light of inspiration
And the darkness of doubt
Gales of anger that wane into the calm.
Please take me drifting far away
From the wordy and worldly explanation
Of the space we call today.
Sail away
Sail away from the shore.
Situations, weigh the anchor once more.
Sail away
Sail away from the shore.
Situations, weigh the anchor once more

Clark

Lover come closer
Breaks me down to see you in the pains of fear
The depths of your stone true eyes
Are reflecting every burden of this life we bear
My words can't slight the truth to you
Tomorrow every trial of life is going to fall
I can only make guesses on some of my past addresses
And tell you what my broken memory recalls
The first time I saw you
My heart became the ruler of my mind
The shadows of your motions
Lingered way beyond the statements I intended timed
The tears you hold from flowing
Are the blood of the saints that shield the broken heart
I can only make guesses on some of my past addresses
And tell you what my broken memory recalls

SOLO

I can only make guesses on some of my past addresses
And tell you what my broken memory recalls
I can only make guesses on some of my past addresses
And tell you what my broken memory recalls

Dylan

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning, I'll come followin' you.

Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into sand
Vanished from my hand
Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet
I have no one to meet
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming.

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning, I'll come followin' you.

Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship
My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip
My toes too numb to step
Wait only for my boot heels to be wanderin'
I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade
Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way
I promise to go under it.

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning, I'll come followin' you.

Though you might hear laughin', spinnin', swingin' madly across the sun
It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the run
And but for the sky there are no fences facin'
And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhyme
To your tambourine in time, it's just a ragged clown behind
I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a shadow you're seein' that he's chasing.

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning, I'll come followin' you.

Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves
The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves
Let me forget about today until tomorrow.

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning, I'll come followin' you.