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Sometimes / Other Times
03:43
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Sometimes/Other Times
(Downing/Downing/Hensel/Gascoyne)
Sometimes I feel as though
My life could be happier
But I still pray for rain
Sometimes I want to be
Somewhere out of time
Outside myself and my pain
But knowing you are here
And feeling all your love
Lets my heart know
We have somewhere to go
Leaving all behind
The places and the time
When I’m with you, it’s magic
I wish I could go far away
Away from the things that haunt me
These things inside my mind
I only want to run away
When people don’t listen to me
I just can’t seem to find the time
But knowing I am here
Away from what I love
Lets my heart know
I have somewhere to go
Leaving all behind
The places and the time
When I’m with you, it’s magic
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2. |
Ghosts
05:30
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Ghosts
(Downing/Downing)
I kneel beside the chamber door
Another ghost I see
Peering through the keyhole
Staring back at me
Who is in the shadows?
Who lurks in the dark?
Who’s that with the killer’s eyes?
Will he hit his mark?
I run from every foreign sound
In shelter I find peace
The devil knocks upon my door
I wait for day’s release
I’m thinking of the sunrise
Looking toward the day
Peace be with you, everyman
‘Til sunlight comes again
I see it in the people dwelling
In the countryside
I see it in the infant’s eyes
The fear of genocide
(chorus 1)
I summon up my courage
To be with me in the night
But I shake with trepidation
As I blow out the light
(chorus 2)
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Forest of Dreams
(Best-Howard/Downing)
Under a howling moon where magic rules the skies
Colors unfold mysteriously like the emotions in your eyes
And there alone the answers lie, your truest desires are known
But how can I ask the trees for truth? In silence, for years they’ve grown
Under the cover of the forest of dreams
Where each stem is a destiny
Perhaps there you wrapped a stone
And buried it in hope of me
How different are you from the silence of the tree?
So solid, strong and proud - but one thing you did not see
You have the freedom to move, so touch my hand
You have the freedom of voice, so help me understand
(chorus)
We’ve grown beyond the superstitions of an unknown galaxy
A wrapped stone will not suffice if you desire my company
A silent heart will be alone, for no one can see within
A fortress you guard so well, yet I know the walls are thin
I’ll stand beneath the howling moon, a part of the mysteries
And if you want my love as your own, it is time to come to me
With wooden flute song, and silver drops of rain
Beneath the swirling galaxies, I will wait and wait again...
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4. |
Bliss
02:43
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Bliss
(Downing)
Watching people walking hand in hand
Catches me off my guard
Those parts when I close my eyes
Is it a movement of fear, or something peculiar?
I don’t even know your name
This kind of bliss comes once in a lifetime
Don’t let me say the wrong thing
Watching films of others
Walking hand in hand
And all my expectations
Are turning into sand
Eyes like razors [pins and needles] cut me deep
And melt away [And let me tell you this...]
Clandestine attitudes
Won’t help me keep the wolf at bay
[Don’t put me out of my misery - this agony is bliss]
My picture of you, it’s so extreme
It’s black and white,
Good, bad, just a dream
It calls out to me night and day
But the image in my head won’t fade away
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5. |
Chamber of Light
03:54
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Chamber of Light
(Downing/Downing)
Knocking down the old ideas
Try to find what’s right
I could say, “I’m fine, how are you?”
But that would be a lie
Having it all, wanting nothing
What a way to go…
Wanting it all, having nothing
I only want to go home
Feelings in the chamber of light
All I know is shadows
I can’t tell the day from night
Oh no, not from here
Bringing back my fantasies
Could it be right?
I only wanted solace from you
Could you hold me tight?
Seeing it all, hearing nothing
What a way to go…
Hearing it all, seeing nothing
I only want to go home
Feelings in the chamber of light
All I know is shadows
I can’t tell the day from night
Oh no, not from here
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Amsterdam
03:43
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Amsterdam
(Downing/Carlson)
When we finally got back to Amsterdam
The snow was melting on the ground
The sun was a golden ball of fire
When we got the news across the wire
You looked so shocked
You looked so helpless
And I was helpless too
So we took the train back again
Back again
To Amsterdam
Marching in our wooden footsteps
Two steps from our past
We caught just a glimpse of the sky at night
And we floundered in the candlelight
The days have passed
The dark comes quickly
And I’ve forgotten how
To break the chain, get back again
Back again
To Amsterdam
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7. |
Sometimes II
03:45
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(see Sometimes / Other Times)
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8. |
I'm Not Political
05:16
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I’m Not Political
(Carlson/Downing/Gascoyne)
Every day she wakes up in her room
Looks for me and her match and spoon
Christmas time comes too soon
I would say some more
But I’m not political
Mathilda Jones all dressed up in black
Two bottles of rum and a $50 hat
I don’t know where she gets all that
I would say some more
But I’m not political
There's a man on TV who can walk through fire
Steal money from the sick, and still get higher
Praises God with his church choir
I could say some more
But I'm no assassin
Jungle Jim's got scars on his back
Seventy pounds of bricks and a buzzard and a bat
They say he's free, where do they get all that
I could say some more but I'm not political
Crazy man with no pants in the streets
He makes love with whoever he meets
Down and out with politicians and freaks
Down and out with politicians and freaks
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9. |
Freakbox
02:59
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Visions of the Looking Glass
(Downing)
As we rowed along the river
The child’s eyes on me
I wonder how it must be
Chasing rabbits through the trees
I fix my gaze on golden hair
A lightning mane of fire
I tell her mystic stories
That have sprung from my desire
(chorus)
Oh Alice, will you sing for me?
A song above the storm
And crawl beneath my blanket,
You can keep your teacher warm
And if it’s all too much for you,
I will walk away
And you can read the stories, child
I love you anyway
Guilded by the willow trees
We flowed on ‘til the night
Smoke-filled visions of the looking glass
And rabbits fill my sight
I love this girl called Alice
Obsession to the core
Perfect face and dainty hands
I want her all the more
(chorus)
As we rowed along the river
The child’s eyes on me
I wonder how it must be
Chasing rabbits through the trees
Through smoky dreams I held her tight
As I teetered on the brink of madness
And tears fell down on the stony ground
And formed a sea of sadness
Alice, will you sing for me?
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(see single version)
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12. |
Dave & Vera (demo)
03:45
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14. |
Hiding Time
03:58
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Hiding Time
(P. Howard / T. Downing
It's lunchtime here
But I'm feeling rather ill
Though I'm labeled schizophrenic
I'm easily cured with pills
Is today the first of May?
I wonder why I think at all
They say they'll do it for me
And they're just down the hall
Here they come
It's hiding time at the institution
Here they come
Telling me it's bad evolution
Here they come
Pushing into my little world
Here I go
It's hiding time at the institution
Well Thorazine and who's-his-what's-his-name
Have me on a list
Of course I've no idea why
A lobotomy'd be quite a twist
They're here, they're coming, I know their footsteps
Heard them so many times before
I'll just pull myself into my jumper
And sink into my padded floor
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And Tears Fell Seattle, Washington
And Tears Fell was an eclectic art-rock recording project founded by Todd & Samantha Downing in the San Francisco Bay Area in 1988. Twenty years, a move to Seattle and five albums later, Todd put the project to bed for good. The REQUIEM album is a tribute to Samantha, who lost her battle with cancer in 2005. ... more
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