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Oceans of Time
04:47
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Maybe all good things come to an end
I've got to cherish all I can
before they come around again.
Live and Learn; that's what the proverb says
and since I cannot change the past,
I'll go for better days.
I don't know what I've got until it's gone
And though I know it sounds cliche,
the hard truth lingers on.
Some can make the most of here and now.
and if I ever made you smile
then I'll just take a bow.
I'd go back to make the wrong things right.
Or blaze a trail with you there in my sight.
Through the darkness and the light
Through all the songs I write
Through any peace or fight.
Through the wretched and sublime
Through every old clock's chime
Through the glory and the grime.
Through the end of my old rope
Through the mountains of hope.
and through the Oceans...of Time
Through the Oceans of Time
I'll go through the Oceans of Time.
Now who can say just where the answers are?
Maybe I can earn my own
or wish upon a star.
They could be way back when or up ahead.
I'll try to grow but this one wish
still rules my heart and head.
I'd go back to make the wrong things right.
Or blaze a trail with you there in my sight.
Through the darkness and the light
Through all the songs I write
Through any peace or fight.
Through the wretched and sublime
Through every old clock's chime
Through the glory and the grime.
Through the end of my old rope
Through the mountains of hope.
and through the Oceans...of Time
Through the Oceans of Time
I'll go through the Oceans of Time.
I'd risk it all,
come rise or fall.
Or down on my knees
I'll still face the high seas.
With all of my motions
from all my emotions
found through all the Oceans of Time.
I know my friend
that we'll meet again
even through Oceans of Time
Through the Oceans of Time.
You bet my friend
that we'll meet again
even through Oceans of Time
See you around.
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2. |
Wolf Pack
04:01
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I wanna show you what I've got.
I wanna show you what I'm not.
I wanna win my battles fought.
I wanna make this cold joint hot. π₯
I wanna rock this planet Earth.
I wanna make a noble mark.
I wanna break the 9 to 5 ( bullshit).
I wanna make light where it's dark.
Feeling trapped in the circus.
Alone in the crowd everywhere.
Overwhelmed by my choices
But it's good to know that they're there!
I wanna save a pretty face.
I wanna show I care a lot.
I wanna stop all of the lies ( I hear).
I wanna share what I've been taught.
Just when I felt so damn lost
I talked to my friends on the phone.
Then I remembered who I am
and no one makes it through alone.
No!
(Chorus)
My wolf pack!
I've got my bros. They watch my back.
My wolf pack!
My wolf pack will keep me on track!
How 'bout that?!
Whoo!!!
I wanna rock ya' to the core.
I wanna hear ya' scream for more!
I wanna kick down all these doors.
I wanna see what lies in store.
I wanna live the fullest life.
I wanna join what makes me smile.π
I wanna look back satisfied (real good).
I wanna fly and run the mile.
We rock through the thick and the thin.
We know when to rest and attack.
For the strength of the pack is the wolf-
and the strength of this wolf is my pack!
Hyaaahh!!!
My wolf pack.
I've got my bros. They watch my back.
My wolf pack.
My wolf pack will keep me on track (x2)
How 'bout that?!
Whoo!
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Havasu Falls
05:34
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I was tired of all the parties and the kegs of Naddie Ice
And all the textbook socials no longer could suffice.
I was pounding all the concrete, stretching out my dough.
Just when I got my fill of that, I found the place to go.
Chorus:
Red rocks & blue skies,
where the streams are emerald green
Where the wild dogs smile, and we walked the mile
to a haven so serene.
We were friendly strangers, just faces in the halls.
We packed it up and got outta Dodge
and down to Havasu Falls.
Now, I've been round since I found that fountain of my youth
But nothing else has ever brought me closer to the truth.
Planes, & trains & growing pains, both freedom & the grind
This ancient canyon of delights: my greatest peace of mind.
Red rocks & blue skies,
where the streams are emerald green
Where the wild dogs smile, and we walked the mile
to a haven so serene.
More than friendly strangers,
we've taken down these walls.
Let's pack it up and get outta Dodge
and back down to Havasu Falls.
Now, I sure love my choices dear, and ride my dreams & fears
Sometimes the angels guide me, sometimes the Devil steers
And now I know through any age, feeling, night or day
On rocky roads or easy streets, I'll never lose my way.
'Cause no matter where I go these days, if I catch the breeze,
it takes me back to a special place where I do as I please.
Some people have their Mecca, others Shangri La
Oh, Havasu: the greatest thing I ever felt or saw.
Red rocks & blue skies,
where the streams are emerald green
Where the wild dogs smile, and we walked the mile
to the haven so serene.
We're no longer strangers, let's answer where it calls
Let's pack it up and get outta Dodge
and back down to Havasu Falls.
Havasu Falls.
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4. |
You are a Ghost
04:15
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You are a ghost - a winter rose
that would be cold, in the weather outside.
The wind - it blows, dead leaves and snow
and your hair that has grown since we said our good-byes.
Chorus:
You sit across the pond and entertain me.
Of course you don't exist, but who could blame me?
I see you in places so familiar.
But that doesn't matter much until you're here with me.
You are a daydream, under my fingers bare
A melody played long ago still lingers there.
And when my hands go numb, I find my way to my bed
where my sheets will often try to feign your sillouhette.
Chorus:
The way you wear your hair is always changing.
Of course you don't exist, but who could blame me?
I see you in places so familiar.
But that doesn't matter much until you're here with me.
Breakdown:
I ponder your image, like the warmth of the summer-
Both of which now, are ablaze in cold ice.
Like the sun can be lost, in a dry glaze of frost
in glass panes of windows in morning.
You are a mystery - my joy and pain.
You bring me the sunshine, you bring me the rain.
I feel your warmth, I feel your chill.
And if my cup is overfilled, I will yearn for you still.
Chorus:
Just a kiss, a stare- that's all I'm asking
Of course you don't exist, but who could blame me?
I see you in places so familiar.
But that doesn't matter much until you're here with me.
You are a ghost - a winter rose
who with my heart goes as only one spirit knows.
The seasons change; they always will.
But if the world should stop, I will yearn for you still.
You are a ghost.
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5. |
Old Grey Shirt
05:11
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I woke up this morning on the wrong side of the bed
Thinking of all the stupid things I've done.
And then I spilled the coffee and fell flat on my face
Ya' know broken bones and pride are not much fun.
Another "Dear Sir" Letter, another bill to pay
I'm groggy from another restless night
My neighbors dogs are barking, and I'm all out of food
Just praying something finally goes right.
When I'm sad and hurt, it calls for just one thing:
My Old, Grey Shirt!
It feels just fine
And don't ask me how but it ages like fine wine.
My Old, Grey Shirt;
it looks good on me.
And it goes to show that the greatest things
can be scooped up for free!
I could rise tomorrow and feel that I'm on top
Wishing that the feeling never ends
The wind is like a whisper; it's not too hot or cold
And the only folks I see are my best friends.
No one's goin' crazy, no trouble on the streets
The change I get is more than I was owed.
The doctor says I'm dandy, and my tune feels right in tune
I'm just reaping all the good seeds I once sowed.
When I hit pay dirt, it calls for just one thing:
My Old, Grey Shirt!
It feels just fine
And don't ask me how but it ages like fine wine.
My Old, Grey Shirt;
it looks good on me.
And it goes to show that the greatest things
can be scooped up for free!
No matter how I feel today, no matter where I go
my Old, Grey Shirt will never do me wrong-
thrown away by God-Knows-Who in a po-dunk laundromat
Then taken from the heap into this song!
Yeah, when I'm sad and hurt
Or when I hit pay dirt,
Or eat dirt or dessert
it calls for just one thing:
My Old, Grey Shirt!
It feels just fine
And don't ask me how but it ages like fine wine.
My Old, Grey Shirt;
it looks good on me.
And it goes to show that the greatest things
can be scooped up for free!
My Old, Grey Shirt!
It feels just fine
Hallelujah! It's meant to be all mine!
My Old, Grey Shirt
still shines somehow
And you can bet your bottom dollar
that I'm wearing it right now!
That's my Old, Grey Shirt. π
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When you smile, or walk the mile,
I could be in you - if only for a few.
So remember me, and all the glee
I might have brought to you - 'cause it was true.
I'm everything and everywhere when you want me to be
And when my spirit meets with yours, we set each other free
with our sweet memories
-like the summer breeze.
So just press play, and I'll take you away
into my melody - close your eyes to see. .
Then tap those feet, right to the beat
that you now share with me - it's our secret symphony.
I'm everything and everywhere when you want me to be
And when my spirit meets with yours, we set each other free
with our sweet memories
-like the summer breeze.
-like the autumn leaves.
I am here to please..
Sweet memories
-like the honey bees.
Oh, what a lovely tease.
But I am here to please....you. Yes....you.
Now, breathe me in, and take a spin
I'll be your Mary Jane - I'll be your aeroplane.
Then breathe me out, and have no doubt
that I can ease the pain - you're on the gravy train!
And drink me in; it's not a sin
but don't ask me why - just give it a try.
And feel the glow, from your head to your toes
I'll be your lullaby - I'll be your finest wine!
I'm everything and everywhere when you want me to be
And when my spirit meets with yours, we set each other free
with our sweet memories
-like the summer breeze.
-like the autumn leaves.
I am here to please..
Sweet memories
-like the honey bees.
Oh, what a lovely tease.
But I am here to please....you. Yes....you.
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7. |
Dry Town
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In Dry Town, my head's bowed -
stuck in one grey cloud.
But I can see quite easily
this ain't my kind of crowd.
And I can't be alive or free
where a cold brew ain't allowed.
The choice was made for me
They said, "Don't think for yourself.
The Good Lord knows what's best for you.
Obey or go to Hell."
And their bottom line is rigid here -
at least on Jews and Gays,
and that mixing drinks with different folks
will spell the End of Days.
Chorus:
I've found a dry town
I took a look around.
No toasts of joy for girls or boys
is a sad and lonely sound.
I'm down in Dry Town
with preachers on the mound.
I got no choice, or my own voice-
like a stray dog in the pound.
Folks can't wet their whistles here
So they binge on their T.V.s
or shoot some birds or secretly
just fry their brains on sleaze.
Judging all who ain't like them
I guess that's how they get high.
With no room here for Yin and Yang,
it's time for me to say, " Good-Bye!"
Chorus:
No ground in Dry Town
for me to get unwound.
It's phony tricks and cocksure hicks
will never keep me bound.
Sad frowns in Dry Town.
God it makes me need a round
with other ways to fill my days
until my sorrow's drowned.
Sad clowns in Dry Town
The spiel goes round and round.
Worse, I think, than the Devil's Drink
is this whole God-damned town!
This dry town....what an awful place I've found.
This dry town...it's best we're leaving now.
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Two Ships
05:44
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We were just 2 kids in Sarajevo
2 ships just passing in the night.
Drifting slowly through once raging waters
Knowing that the other was alright. π
With the church bells softly ringing, and the Muslim call to prayer
and old-timers just playing chess right there in the public square.
Her history has her sorrows, but her rivers always flow
Her trees still bloom and her mountains shine for any dream to grow.
We were just 2 kids in Sarajevo
2 ships just passing in the night.
Roaming all around once battered alleys
Thankful that we never had that fight.
Walking by the graveyards that always seemed in sight
Tombstones of the fallen still glow in the morning light.
A jazz band softly playing in the timeless old bazaar
The lovers toast a glass of wine under the crescent moon and stars.
We were just 2 kids in Sarajevo
2 ships just passing through the night.
Feeling our way through the ghostly currents
Still knowing that the other was alright. π
The scars of harder times are slowly fading
And still I wonder who was right or wrong?
But I'm sure glad that I once got to see it
And take it in with her and then this song.
'Cause there's no better place than Sarajevo
for different souls to share a thing or two.
It's a place to marvel at the ways of old
and a place to smile or just feel something new.
Sarajevo....I'll never let it go.
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I Dream of Jami
04:23
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She was spunky
She was fine.
I hoped one day she would be mine.
Thinking of her every day.
That charming face wouldn't go away!
Yeah, I dream of Jami
Did she dream of me?
Always there but out of reach-
like a bluebird in a tree.
Hey!
Yeah, I dreamed of Jami.
Garth Algar said,
"Babe-ilicious."
Magic helped - I was superstitious.
She was perfect -
a golden glow.
It was puppy love, but what did I know?
Still, I dreamed of Jami
Did she dream of me?
Always there but out of reach -
like a busy bumblebee.
Hey!
Yeah, I dreamed of Jami.
When she smiled,
I was bewitched.
Caught in a dream until I was pinched.
My chance has passed,
but she's close by -
in any pretty bottle, or up in the sky.
And still I dream of Jami
Does she dream of me?
Always there but
out of reach-
like a fine mist from the sea.
Yeah I dream of Jami.
And I won't stop -
Until my heart goes POP!!
I'll always dream of Jami!
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10. |
You're Still a Ghost
04:43
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You are a ghost - a winter rose
that would be cold, in the weather outside.
The wind - it blows, dead leaves and snow
and your hair that has grown since we said our good-byes.
Chorus:
You sit across the pond and entertain me.
Of course you don't exist, but who could blame me?
I see you in places so familiar.
But that doesn't matter much until you're here with me.
You are a daydream, under my fingers bare
A melody played long ago still lingers there.
And when my hands go numb, I find my way to my bed
where my sheets will often try to feign your sillouhette.
Chorus:
The way you wear your hair is always changing.
Of course you don't exist, but who could blame me?
I see you in places so familiar.
But that doesn't matter much until you're here with me.
Breakdown:
I ponder your image, like the warmth of the summer-
Both of which now, are ablaze in cold ice.
Like the sun can be lost, in a dry glaze of frost
in glass panes of windows in morning.
You are a mystery - my joy and pain.
You bring me the sunshine, you bring me the rain.
I feel your warmth, I feel your chill.
And if my cup is overfilled, I will yearn for you still.
Chorus:
Just a kiss, a stare- that's all I'm asking
Of course you don't exist, but who could blame me?
I see you in places so familiar.
But that doesn't matter much until you're here with me.
You're still a ghost - a winter rose
who with my heart goes as only one spirit knows.
The seasons change; they always will.
But if the world should cease to turn, I will yearn for you still.
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11. |
The Voyage Never Ends
04:49
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Instrumental
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The skies are blue and the streets are easy.
The fields are green and seem to know no end.
The sun and stars are shining brightly
But so's the distance from all my friends.
And who I was, I can't quite remember.
I'm far from home now once again.
I've kept an open mind just like they said I should
(and I'll tell ya')
Hell never looked so good!
The angels run beside the ocean.
The sailors ride the wind, glory bound.
My neighbors wave and are always smiling
with lots of laughter to go around.
They keep me safe with bread and shelter.
Yet far from home now I am found.
I've kept and open mind just like they said I should
(and I'll tell ya')
Hell never looked so good!
This easy life really ain't so easy
I have too much to share, too much to give.
I've done my time all nice and breezy.
But now I've got some dreams to live.
The sirens' song can't stop me moving.
Their place can't light me up - although it's kind.
This paradise is not my calling.
There's something more that I must find.
I've got to get back to the jungle
and leave this port in storm behind.
I've kept an open mind just like they said I should
(and I'll tell ya')
Hell never looked so good! (x3)
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Nycholas "Nych" Hansen Boston, Massachusetts
Welcome!
Solid rock is my core, tapping various genres. All songs are collaborations with Eric Margan,
musician/engineer extraordinaire from Albany, NY.
9 original rock n' roll albums await you, with bedrock acoustic versions included in all-free downloads. 3 more hidden albums are available upon request.
Enjoy, and stay tuned for more from the New York State of Boston!πΊπΈ
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