Gary Brooker - The cycle

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Rain is falling all around
It seeps into the ground and it flows
let it grow, let it grow

Streams by water filled
Feed rivers, turning mills and it grows
let it flow, let it flow

Raindrops are tears falling from Heaven
I ve seen the mist rise up from the Severn
The chain is complete, the cycle not broken
Teardrops are rain that say more than any words spoken

Wheat and barleycorn
by help of moisture born, our food
Let it grow, let it grow

Usk or the Wye, it doesn t bother me
Sea, river, lake, as long as they re close and free
Ask me why? Water s a part of me
I m even-tenths wet! Yes all but a third of me s Water
Water {Severn, Usk and Wye are rivers in the south-west of England}

Dark and thund ry skies
Cloud our eyes: that s how it goes

Let it flow, let it flow
Let it grow, Let it grow
Let it flow, let it flow.



Inne utwory

  • The angler
  • Angelina
  • Say it Aaint so Joe
  • Saw the fire
  • Keith reid
  • Trick of the night
  • Hang on rose
  • Home loving
  • Let me in
  • Low flying birds
  • Nothing but the truth
  • Two fools in love
  • Give me something to remember
  • Old Manhattan melodies
  • Savannah
  • Another way
  • Within our house
  • Count me out
  • Lead me to the water
  • Losowe utwory

    Please no more sad songs

    Yes she s leaving on the train
    Never coming back again
    The lines go far ahead
    Got a job fixed in the city
    Wants to be a star she s pretty
    And I don t get a part

    So please no more sad...

    Fotos en primera plana

    Nadie sabe como se enteran,
    las moscas siempre encuentran la herida.
    Mueren dos personas en un tiroteo,
    justo al lado una familia muere de frío.
    Aprobada la ley seca en la Unión Americana,
    corra rápidamente a la frontera más cercana.
    No arrojen basuras en este río,
    el agua esta llena de peces malignos.

    El gordo trafica con animales,
    el...

    Batteriers not inculded

    Six o clock in the morning
    Wake up by the bed
    There sits a Japanese toy
    And I like it
    See the name on the wrapping
    Can t read yet but I know
    it s made for me (lucky boy)
    And I want...

    Ebola

    All relaxed with nails bit to the quick while golden was the silence,
    like a foam filling the mouth of the exempt.
    The burdened saw the damage, absorbed with our legs lost to heated white lies.
    We remain to pull its frame from the ashen wreck of anxiety,
    blown to conspicious borrowed attacks.
    We ve...

    All about you

    It s all about you!
    I can t take it
    I ve been workin myself to the bone
    Just to make it
    To the moment that we re all alone
    In my mind I pull your body closer
    Every second feels like a day
    In my mind I m lyin next to you
    It s just...