I have dreams of summer skies,
Close my eyes and think of things that make me glad,
Don't see why I should be sad,
Every day, yeah,
Watch the sun turn red and green,
All I've seen is you.
And I'm sitting in my room,
Find a tune and make believe I'm on a star,
Got to find out where you are,
Why you stay,
Why you play your soft guitar from so far away.
I watch every sunrise,
Hear the music change a page,
Hear the whispers on the stage,
I'm just watching from my cage.
Every evening finds its wings,
Pretty things sound,
Dancing sounds of summer rain,
Takes me off the ground again.
Makes me high,
Don't have time to sit around,
Might come down to you.
I watch every sunrise,
Hear the music change a page,
Hear the whispers on the stage,
I'm just watching from my cage.
I watch every sunrise,
Hear the music change a page,
Hear the whispers on the stage,
I'm just watching from my cage.
(From Shooting At The Moon) (link)
Feat. K. Ayers, guitar & vocal; M. Oldfield, bass; L. Coxhill, sax; D. Bedford, keyboards; M. Fincher, drums. What a song this is and has always been! Crowning achievement (?) on an astonishing album. "We are as free as birds. Only the birds aren't free. We are as committed as birds, and identically." -- John Cage, A Year From Monday
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