The river flows, it flows to the sea Wherever that river goes that's where I want to be Flow river flow, let your waters wash down Take me from this road to some other town All he wanted was to be free And that's the way it turned out to be Flow river flow, let your waters wash down Take me from this road to some other town Flow river flow, past the shady trees Go river go, go to the sea Flow to the sea The river flows, it flows to the sea Wherever it goes that's where I want to be Flow river flow, let your waters wash down Take me from this road to some other town

Oh What will you give me? Say the sad bells of Rhymney Is there hope for the future? Say the brown bells of Merthyr Who made the mine owner? Say the black bells of Rhondda And who killed the miner? Say the grim bells of Blaina Put the vandals in court Say the bells of Newport All would be well if, if, if, if Say the green bells of Cardiff Why so worried sisters? Why? Sang the silver bells of Wye And what will you give me? Say the sad bells of Rhymney Oh What will you give me? Say the sad bells of Rhymney Is there hope for the future? Say the brown bells of Merthyr Who made the mine owner? Say the black bells of Rhondda And who killed the miner? Say the grim bells of Blaina Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh

Eight miles high, and when you touch down. You'll find that, it's stranger than known. Sign's in the street, that say where you're going. Are somewhere, just being their own. Nowhere is, there warmth to be found. Among those afraid, of losing their ground. Rain grey town, known for it's sound. In places, small faces unbound. Round the squares, huddled in storms. Some laughing, some just shapeless forms. Sidewalk scenes, and black limousines. Some living, some just stand alone.

The reason why, oh I can't say I had to let you go babe, and right a-way After what you did, I can't stay on And I'll probably feel a whole lot better When you're gone Baby for a long time, you had me believe That your love was all mine, and that's the way it would be But I didn't know, that you were puttin' me on And I'll probably feel a whole lot better When you're gone, oh when you're gone Now I got to say, that it's not like before And I'm not gonna play, your games any more After what you did, I can't stay on And I'll probably feel a whole lot better When you're gone When you're gone When you're gone When you're gone

Oh, how is it that I could come out to here, And be still floatin', And never hit bottom but keep falling through, Just relaxed and paying attention? All my two-dimensional boundaries were gone, I had lost to them badly, I saw that world crumble and thought I was dead, But I found my senses still working. And as I continued to drop through the hole, I found all surrounding, To show me that joy innocently is, Just be quiet and feel it around you. And I opened my heart to the whole universe, And I found it was loving, And I saw the great blunder my teachers had made, Scientific delirium madness. And now I ll keep falling as long as I live, Ah, without ending, And I will remember the place that is now, That has ended before the beginning ... Oh, how is it that I could come out to here, And be still floatin', And never hit bottom but keep falling through, Just relaxed and paying attention?

I think I'm going back To the things I learned so well in my youth I think I'm returning To those days when I was young enough to know the truth Now there are no games, to only pass the time No more electric trains, no more trees to climb But thinking young and growing older is no sin; And I can play the game of life to win I can recall a time When I wasn't ashamed to reach out to a friend Now I think I've got A lot more than just my toys to lend Now there's more to do than watch my sailboat glide But every day can be a magic carpet ride A little bit of courage is all we lack; so catch me if you can, I'm going back La la la la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la Now there's more to do than watch my sailboat glide But every day can be a magic carpet ride A little bit of courage is all we lack, so catch me if you can, I'm going back La la la la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la Ahhhhhhhh ah ah ah ahhhhhhhh Ahhhhhhhh

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, I'm not sleepy and there ain't 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.

So you want to be a rock n roll star, then listen now to what I say Just get an electric guitar, and take some time, to learn how to play And with your hair so bright, and your pants too tight, it's going to be alright Then it's time to go downtown, where the agent man, won't let you down Sell your soul to the company, who are waiting there, to sell plastic ware And in a week or two, if you make the charts, the girls will tear you apart The price you paid for you riches and fame, was it all a strange game you're a little insane? But it's a game and the public acclaim, don't forget who you are, you're a rock and roll star. La la la la la la la la la la la la la

To every thing, turn, turn, turn, There is a season, turn, turn, turn, And a time to every purpose under heaven A time to be born, a time to die A time to plant, a time to reap A time to kill, a time to heal A time to laugh, A time to weep To everything, turn, turn, turn, There is a season, turn, turn, turn, And a time to every purpose under heaven A time to build up, a time to break down A time to dance, a time to mourn A time to cast away stones A time to gather stones together To everything, turn, turn, turn, There is a season, turn, turn, turn, And a time to every purpose under heaven A time of love, a time of hate A time of war, a time of peace A time you may embrace A time to refrain from embracing To everything, turn, turn, turn, There is a season, turn, turn, turn, And a time to every purpose under heaven A time to gain, a time to lose A time to rend, a time to sew A time to love, a time to hate A time for peace, I swear it's not too late

Oh, the summer time is coming And the leaves are sweetly turning And the wild mountain thyme Blooms across the purple heather Will you go, lassie, go If you will not go with me I will surely find another To pull wild mountain thyme All across the purple heather Will you go, lassie, go And we'll all go together To pull wild mountain thyme All across the purple heather Will you go, lassie, go And we'll all go together To pull wild mountain thyme All across the purple heather Will you go, lassie, go