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Into The Storm `Jack Bruce`

all the lies, I'm going to leave the old disguises – I'm leaving my home, the simple land I'm handing myself a helping hand Heading into he storm I'm going to get there by myself, It is the hero breaking

Running Through Our Hands `Jack Bruce`

Running through our hands In the waving grass One harvest time can't stop them now Cities made of sand That were built to last No one man sky to tell them how Seasons kiss, collide and miss Stars still

Politician `Jack Bruce`

"Hey now baby get into my big black car I want to show you What my politics are I support the left though I'm leaning to the right I'm just not there When it's coming to a fight I'm a political man yes

Morning Story `Jack Bruce`

Running, jumping, pushing it's way Morning nighttime blends into day Can't find curtains to shut it away We were alone in the hills of the night Now the neon dawn let's in the light And the Milkman that

Can You Follow `Jack Bruce`

Hey can you follow, Now that the trace is fainter In the sand Try turning your face to the wall Can you still read me Now that the chase is wilder In your hand Try losing your place in the sun All the

Can You Follow (Take One) `Jack Bruce`

Hey can you follow, Now that the trace is fainter In the sand Try turning your face to the wall Can you still read me Now that the chase is wilder In your hand Try losing your place in the sun All the

Victoria Sage `Jack Bruce`

Lost streets where sun once watched Us out on the road We had to leave our place to seek The town where money never frowned...

Times `Jack Bruce`

Back in the old times Used to burn slow Now as I get there I have to go Times, I mean good times They've blown away Into the futures Now called yesterday Times...

The Boy `Jack Bruce`

You play the changes, watch the stars Look for new gods and number the years Since you lost your nerve and let the lady into your head You fly the snowflakes down and down And join the circus - you're

Keep On Wondering `Jack Bruce`

Raising my glass To the cities of grass in the wind Drinking a toast To the ghost who can still keep it in Getting on so bad In the dreams I've had Still I keep on wondering Try not to go Too depressingly

Childsong `Jack Bruce`

"She shakes her head and says That her last word is spoken Tumbling down Something she found Where happiness lay Not far away Hear it now You got so many ways When the last chains are broken Tumbling down

Livin' Without Ja `Jack Bruce`

Livin' without ja ain't no way to live at all You freaked me out baby When you threw my boots into the hall Ah baby what you tryin' to do Come on baby what you tryin' to do to me Livin' without ja ain't

White Room (Feat. Gary Moore, Ginger Baker) (Live 02./03. November 1993) `Jack Bruce`

In a white room With black curtains Near the stations Blackroof country No gold pavements Tired starlings Silver horses Ran down moonbeams In your dark eyes Dawn light smiled On you leaving My contentment

Mickey The Fiddler `Jack Bruce`

Brown-Bruce-Hart I saw a man on Primrose Hill Mickey the fiddler was there Reaching out for the highest note He could extract from the air With his fiddle and bow I saw a man on Primrose Hill Mickey the

How's Tricks `Jack Bruce`

How's Tricks (Performed By Bruce, Jack Band) The white hand in the darkened house Rings a bell that makes the guests drop their cases in fright A face that seems to laugh alone Sits in the flames that

Something To Live For `Jack Bruce`

We've seen so many towns Where the trains don't ever stop Though we hear all night sounds There's no side left to the shop Nothing but changes Of face That life rearranges Nothing but strangeness That

A Letter Of Thanks `Jack Bruce`

clothes she carried Proof that she wasn't married She carved herself a piece of my heart I have to starve Walking in someone's bed Love causes such congestion It gives me indigestion When she brings up the

Madhouse `Jack Bruce`

You say there’s no more time to borrow Two and two make twenty-two Drownin’ your head in sorrow, cryin’ every day We can help you with that prison, Passin’ the time with a smile Join the boys with crazy

Pieces Of Mind `Jack Bruce`

Pieces of mind See how they ran Prizes of sun Still to be won When the life is made of straw Waves that pound against the door Leave me at the place of throw it away throw it away Leave it today Keep me

Jet Set Jewel `Jack Bruce`

Jet Set Jewel (Brown/Bruce) The jet set steal each others' men And women Ride each other Through the star-encrusted night Everything's allright When chips are down There's always trips In other peoples

The Clearout `Jack Bruce`

You say you don't want me Well I don't want you to go You say you don't need me You shut my hair in the door You say you won't have me You're leaving my wound all sore Chorus: Breakfast is goodnight Yesterdays

The Ministry Of Bag `Jack Bruce`

It's all blues and no dinner at the Ministry of Bag The steaks are getting thinner the office is a drag It's all hills and no mountain in the cupboard of the Few The soda has no fountain the coal gets

Post War `Jack Bruce`

Nothing was good or bad enough They never had enough in store When the feast was on the lawn The birds had picked it clean And gone away We used to walk the nights of mystery Once we would swim the length

Hell on Wheels `Bruce Dickinson`

Devil's driving down the track. Hell on wheels and it won't turn back. Engine racing down a one way street. Speed wheel chasing in a red line heat. Into the blackness. Into the night.

Smiles And Grins `Jack Bruce`

The smiles on city windows, It's only the weekly cleaner The dials on all the faces Are gradually getting nearer So make it careful when you can Forget it if you've read the plan Call a friend when you're

Golden Days `Jack Bruce`

Keep those golden days From going separate ways Keep the harbor lights Burning inside The streets of old Can't hear the names they call Shelter from the cold Long ago, so far inside Where the past still

Theme For An Imaginary Western `Jack Bruce`

When the wagons leave the city for the forest and further on Painted wagons of the morning dusty roads where they have gone Sometimes traveling through the darkness met the summer coming home Fallen

He The Richmond `Jack Bruce`

There comes an affair in the tides of men When you can't go back again Yes there comes a darkness in the affairs of light When you can't hold back the night So you go where your mind will keep Where the

You Burned The Tables On Me `Jack Bruce`

I was born one morning Wearing my old coat I was born to travel So I went and got a boat Tried to cure my feet From taking the wrong street In the Spring when they do the Thing Oh yes they do And you burned

You Burned The Tables On Me (Alternate version) (Edited Ver.) `Jack Bruce`

I was born one morning Wearing my old coat I was born to travel So I went and got a boat Tried to cure my feet From taking the wrong street In the Spring when they do the Thing Oh yes they do And you burned