Promenade --------- Lead me from tortured dreams Childhood themes of nights alone, Wipe away endless years, childhood tears as dry as stone. From seeds
(Aaron Copland/arr. by Keith Emerson) instrumental
He had white horses and ladies by the score All dressed in satin and waiting by the door Ooh, what a lucky man he was Ooh, what a lucky man he was White
If you wanna leave, I won't beg you to stay And if you gotta go darling, maybe it's better that way I'm gonna be strong, I'm gonna do fine Don't worry
(Scott Joplin/Arr. Emerson) instrumental
(Emerson/Palmer) instrumental
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(Emerson, Lake, Palmer, Sinfield) Bass - playing in my face - grabbin' the elastic Drums - listen here she comes - hammerin' the plastic Keys - I play
(Lake, Sinfield) Good night, good night.... Look at that moon shine so bright. And tonight he smiles Especially for you. Sleep tight, sleep tight
Who'll make his mark The captain cried To the devil drink a toast We'll glut the hold With cups of gold And we'll feed the sea with ghosts I see your
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I. The Stones Of Years Has the dawn ever seen your eyes? Have the days made you so unwise? Realize, you are. Had you talked to the winds of time, Then
I carry the dust of a journey That cannot be shaken away It lives deep within me For I breathe it every day You and I are yesterdays answers The earth
Why do you stare Do you think that I care? You've been mislead By the thoughts in your head Your words waste and decay Nothing you say Reaches my ears
There is a place, a time and a space Just no one can trace, that non one can trace. Somewhere a hill, where things are still Rain water spill, just rain
She looked at me across the room Emerging from a silk cocoon Along beneath Venetian chandeliers Against the moon her body rocks Her eyes were cunning
Are you ready, Eddie, to turn out rock-and-roll? [Eddie edit, Eddie, Eddie edit] Are you ready, Eddie, ready to rock-and-roll? [Eddie edit, Eddie, Eddie
