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Happy the man, whose wish and care
A few paternal acres bound,
Content to breathe his native air,
In his own ground.
Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread,
Whose flocks supply him with attire,
Whose trees in summer yield him shade,
In winter fire.
Blest, who can unconcernedly find
Hours, days, and years slide soft away,
In health of body, peace of mind,
Quiet by day,
Sound sleep by night; study and ease,
Together mixed; sweet recreation;
And innocence, which most does please,
With meditation.
Thus let me live, unseen, unknown;
Thus unlamented let me die;
Steal from the world, and not a stone
Tell where I lie.
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02 JON BRION - Spotless Mind
03 BECK - Everybody's Gotta Learn Sometimes
04 GENESIS - Snowbound
Lay your body down upon the midnight snow,
Feel the cold of winter in your hair
Here in a world of your own,
In a casing that's grown
To a children's delight
That arrived overnight.
And here they come to play their magic games
Carving names upon your frozen hand.
Here in a world of your own,
Like a sleeper whose eyes
Sees the pain with surprise
As it smothers your cries
They'll never never know.
Hey there's a Snowman
Hey, Hey what a Snowman
Pray for the Snowman
Ooh, Ooh what a Snowman
They say a snow year's a good year
Filled with the love of all who lie so deep.
Smiling faces tear your body to the ground
Covered red that only we can see.
Here in a ball that they made
From the snow on the ground,
See it rolling away
Wild eyes to the sky
They'll never, never know.
Hey there's a Snowman
Hey what a Snowman
Pray for the Snowman
Ooh, Ooh what a Snowman
They say a snow year's a good year
Filled with the love of all who lie so deep.
Hey there goes the Snowman
Hey there what a Snowman
Hey there lies the Snowman
Hey he was a Snowman
They say a snow year's a good year
Filled with the love of all who lie so deep.
05 ANTHONY PHILLIPS - Henry- Portraits from Tudor Times - Fanfare-Lute's Chorus
06 PETER GABRIEL - The Drop
07 MIKE RUTHERFORD (Smallcreep's Day)- Between The Tick And The Tock
08 MIKE RUTHERFORD - Time And Time Again
09 GENESIS - Blood on the rooftops
10 PETER GABRIEL - Wallflower (2011)
6x6 - from wall to wall
Shutters on the windows, no light at all
Damp on the floor you got damp on the bed
They're trying to get you crazy - get you out of your head
They feed you scraps and they feed you lies
To lower your defences, no compromise
Nothing you can do, they day can be long
You mind is working overtime, you body's not too strong
Hold on, hold on
They put you in a box so you can't get heard
Let your spirit stay unbroken, may you not be deterred
Hold on, you have gambled with your own life
And you face the night alone
While the builders of the cages
They sleep with bullets, bars and stone
They do not see your road to freedom
That you build with flesh and bone
They take you out - the light burns your eyes
To the talking room - it's not surprise
Loaded questions from clean white coats
Their eyes are all as hidden as their Hipppcratic Oath
They tell you - how to behave, hehave as their guest
You want to resist them, you do your best
They take you to your limits, they take you beyond
For all that they are doing there's no way to respond
Hold on, hold on
They put you in a box so you can't get heard
Let your spirit stay unbroken, may you not be deterred
Hold on, you have gambled with your own life
And you face the night alone
While the builders of the cages
They sleep with bullets, bars and stone
They do not see your road to freedom
That you build with flesh and bone
Though you may disappear, you're not forgotten here
And I will say to you, I will do what I can do
You may disappear, you're not forgotten here
And I will say you you, I will do what I can do
And I will do what I can do
And I will do what I can do
11 PETER GABRIEL - My Head Sounds Like That
The metal jangles as the key turns
Unlock the door, wipe my feet clean
Oh my head sounds like that
The oil is spitting in the saucepan
I squeeze the sponge and let the cat out
Oh my head sounds like that
Oh my head
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
The water's dripping in the hallway
The guy next door, he knocks his wall down
Oh my head sounds like that
The knife it scrapes across the burnt brown toast
The freight train rumbles past my window
Oh my head sounds like that
Oh my head
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Around the axis we all spin
To determine what's left out and what's left in
What's left out and what's left in
What's left out and what's left in
Who's left out and who's left in
Who's left in
The moments come and go like water
I try to hold them but they're fading
Oh my head sounds like that
Oh my head
Oh oh oh
12 STEVE HACKETT - Kim
13 STEVE HACKETT (Richie Havens) - How Can I
The local radio says sorry time to go
But I don't sleep too well.
Where are those Southern Belles
Tryin to get a telephone line through South Caroline
Your call may bring somebody down for miles around
I'm watching her eyes again.
I won't use no fountain pen.
The lady isn't here. The message wasn't clear.
She left an hour ago, screamed from the floor below.
Mother nature never gives in, she wants you to sing
But how can I go on just singing this song
My car's out of gas again.
Hurry home to see my friend
Money won't help you to win a new look at things
Loving can bring you down so you fall
Then why do you still try to get up at all
Your good and bad side showing through
Problems are a part of you
You must love someone else or face life by yourself
You may expect a call.
She's waiting in the hall
See the garden grows and it grows nobody else knows
And you can wear just any old thing,
the show can begin
I'm falling asleep to dream.
No more hills to climb it seems
Money won't help you to win a new look at things
You never give in
So why don't you sing
But how can I go on just singing this song
My car's out of gas again
I'll be home to see my friend
