Woorden:
Alan Parsons Tales Of Mystery And Imagination

Ashes to ashes, earth to earth and dust to dust No one will see me No one with guilt to share, no secret soul to trust Louder and louder Till I could

sleep light or whatever And the night goes on forever Then your mind change like the weather You're in need of Doctor Tarr and Professor Fether Even clouds seem bright and

: IF I could see the sky above And my mind could be set free As wild white horses reached the shore I'd stand alone and oversee And if the bush before

bodily and mental health are in perfection. And at those weird points of time, where the confines of the waking world blend with the world of dreams. And

you sleep light or whatever And the night goes on forever Then your mind change like the weather You're in need of Doctor Tarr and Professor Fether Even clouds seem bright and

THE clock struck midnight And through my sleeping I heard a tapping at my door I looked but nothing lay in the darkness And so I turned inside once more

[instrumental] (I) Prelude "Shadows of shadows passing. It is now 1831, and as always I am absorbed with a delicate thought. It is how poetry has indefinite

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