• Theme For An Imaginary Western
  • Never Tell Your Mother She's Out Of Tune
  • Rope Ladder To The Moon
  • Weird Of Hermiston
  • He The Richmond
  • The Ministry Of Bag
  • The Clearout
  • Born To Be Blue
  • To Isengard
  • Tickets To Waterfalls
  • Folk Song
  • Over The Cliff
  • Keep It Down
  • You Burned The Tables On Me
  • Can You Follow?
  • Sunshine Of Your Love
  • Morning Story
  • White Room
  • Boston Ball Game, 1967
  • Statues
  • Dancing On Air
  • Smiles And Grins
  • Politician
  • Boston Ball Game 1967
  • Escape To The Royal Wood (On Ice)
  • Can You Follow
  • Things We Like
  • There's A Forest
  • Candlelight
  • Ships In The Night
  • Theme From An Imaginary Western
  • Tickets to Water Falls
  • A Letter Of Thanks
  • HCKHH Blues
  • Post War
  • Lost In The City (Jam Mix)
  • Ballad For Arthur
  • Reach for the Night
  • Pieces Of Mind
  • Born Under A Bad Sign
  • Without A Word
  • Golden Days
  • Victoria Sage
  • LIFE ON EARTH
  • NO SURRENDER
  • Fields of Forever
  • I Feel Free
  • The Consul at Sunset
  • Jet Set Jewel
  • Running Through Our Hands


I wish you could shine a healing candlelight over her life and mine
We suffer so much pain under the sundown's evening wing
It's either feeling death straight ahead or sunshine peeling our skin
I'm either warm or cold -
That dusty death and the sunshine's soft peeling

My love - where are you?
Why have you left me at the bottom of the hill
My love why are you
Where you can't get me anymore
The sunshine peels your skin
The dance of death is on its way

I wish you could shine a healing candlelight over her life and mine
It's either falling down that cliff or gliding on the eagle's wing
It's either living in a spaceship or a submarine
Or sunshine peeling our skin
It's either warm or cold
That sting of death denying

My love - where are you?
Why have you left me at the bottom of the hill
My love why are you
Where you can't get me anymore
The sunshine peels your skin
The dance of death is on its way

The sunshine peels your skin
The dance of death is on its way
The dance of death is on its way

O help us sunshine
O help us sunshine
Help us sunshine
O help us sunshine
O help us sunshine
Sunshine
Sunshine
Sunshine


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