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Eastern Wind
Eastern Wind
Chris de Burgh
The Traveller
Shadows and Light
The Record Company Bash
Sailor
Tonight
Some Things Never Change
Wall of Silence
Tourist Attraction
Flying Home
Eastern Wind
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The Traveller
In from the coast, riding like the wind and racing the moon,
Shadows on the road, dancing and a-weaving like a crazy fool.
A horseman is coming, death in his heart, for a rendezvous,
And where the traveller goes, nobody knows,
Where the traveller goes, nobody knows....
A candle in the night, fear on every face when he goes inside,
"Maybe he's on the run,"
Get back from the bar, a stranger in town is a dangerous sight,
"Maybe he's got a gun,"
"Bring a bottle of whisky landlord, I want to talk for a while,"
And where the traveller goes, a cold wind blows,
Where the traveller goes, a cold wind blows,
There is something in his eyes, something in his hands,
You can almost smell his revenge,
And whoever he is after, it will be disaster,
This man is gonna take him to the very end;
Well the landlord he trembled, staring at a face he'd seen somewhere before,
"You laid him in the ground,"
Suddenly remembered a killing, yes a murder many years before,
"'T was you that shot him down,"
He said to a boy, "Saddle me the black, I'll meet you down below,
With this man I must talk, with this traveller I'll go,
With this man I must talk, yes with him I must go,
There is something in his eyes, something in his hands,
I can almost smell his revenge,
And it's me that he's after, it will be disaster,
This man is gonna take me to the very end,"
And they were never seen again!
The Record Company Bash
There's a woman in the wardrobe singing Beatles out of tune,
And a salesman in the corner trying to blow up a burst balloon,
And the managing director, he's a-lying on his back,
He's got ice-cream on his trousers and he's planning his attack,
It's just another record company bash,
Nice to know they've got the cash,
You're the only one here I can talk to,
Is there nowhere near we can walk to,
I really want to see you again,
But I don't know your name;
Let's go, let's go home,
Yea, let's go, let's go home,
Let's go, let's get out...
The promotion department secretaries are out to kill tonight,
And the A and R director is still looking for his wife,
Oh and there's a party in the bedroom,
They've got the mirror on the floor,
And there's a guy who says he's from Rolling Stone
Who shouldn't be here at all,
It's just another record company bash,
Nice to know someone's got cash,
And they're gonna do something obscene,
With the video machine,
I really think it's time to leave,
Won't you come with me please?
Let's go, let's go home,
Let's go, let's go home,
Grab a bottle of whisky and a bottle of wine,
It doesn't really matter if it's your place or mine,
Let's go, let's go home...
Tonight
Tonight, I'll give you every bit of my heart,
Give you everything that I've got,
I don't want to lose you,
Tonight, you tell me that you want me to do,
Everything you want to get through,
I won't let you down;
But what's this talk of leaving, what's it all about?
We're sitting here this evening, trying to sort it out;
You say that I never listen, that I just don't seem to care,
What happens in your world, and I'm hardly ever there;
Well tonight, I'll give you every bit of my heart,
Give you everything that I've got,
I don't want to lose you,
No tonight, you tell me that you want me to do,
Everything you want to get through,
I'm in your hands tonight...
Oh darling tonight, I want to work it out,
I want to get it right,
I try to listen but sometimes I seem to forget,
How much I need you,
So tonight, show me what you want me to see,
And I'll show you I still believe,
In you and me, tonight;
Tonight, I'll give you every bit of my heart,
Give you everything that I've got,
I don't want to lose you, tonight...
Wall Of Silence
Hollywood is such a dream,
And when you're only seventeen, it's wonderful,
A movie man said she could be a star,
A beauty queen, or a cover girl,
She believes and packs up her things,
And the wall of silence begins;
Every night was party night,
She was everyone's delight, he let her stay,
And when he'd had enough, he threw her out,
And she found work in a small cafe,
When she called they put her on hold,
And the wall of silence grows;
Give me a break,
Give me a break,
This is Hollywood,
Open the door,
Open the door,
What am I going to do,
When the money runs out,
And there isn't any doubt,
That I'll have nowhere to go.
Hollywood is just a dream,
But when you're only seventeen, it's magical,
She went home to hide away,
She wore her sadness like a veil, and closed the door,
Till the day she smiles and recalls,
And the wall of silence falls...
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