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Moody Blues Days of Future Passed
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Days Of Future Passed With The London Festival Orchestra Conducted by Peter Knight 1967 Produced by: Hugh Mendl Cover painting by: David Anstey Label: Deram/London Ray Thomas (harmonica, flute, vocals) Mike Pinder (vocal, keyboards) Justin Hayward (vocals, guitar) John Lodge (vocal bass) Graeme Edge (drums) |
SIDE 1
Cold hearted orb that rules the night, Removes the colours from our sight, Red is gray and yellow white, But we decide which is right. And which is an illusion? Pinprick holes in a colourless sky, Let insipid figures of light pass by, The mighty light of ten thousand suns, Challenges infinity and is soon gone. Night time, to some a brief interlude, To others the fear of solitude. Brave Helios wake up your steads, Bring the warmth the countryside needs.Dawn: Dawn Is A feeling
Dawn is a feeling A beautiful ceiling The smell of grass Just makes you pass Into a dream You're here today No future fears This day will last A thousand years If you want it to You look around you Things they astound you So breathe in deep You're not asleep Open your mind You're here today No future fears This day will last A thousand years If you want it to Do you understand That all over this land There's a feeling In minds far and near Things are becoming clear With a meaning Now that you're knowing Pleasure starts flowing It's true life flies Faster than eyes Could ever see You're here today No future fears This day will last A thousand years If you want itThe Morning: Another Morning
Balloons flying Children sighing What a day to go kite flying Breezy school Away from school Cowboys fighting out a duel Time seems to stand quite still In a child's world it always will Fishes biting So exciting Lunchtime sounds so inviting At the bill He gets a thrill Sitting, watching Bobby Quill Time seems to stand quite still In a child's world it always will Yesterday's dreams Are tomorrow's sighs Watch children playing They seem so wise Mary Green Today's a queen One thousand dollies are her dream In cotton frocks And golden locks Her palace is an orange box Time seems to stand quite still In a child's world it always willLunch Break: Peak Hour
I see it all through my window it seems Never failing like millions of bees All that is wrong No time will be won All they need to do-o-o-o What can be done? Peak hour, peak hour, peak hour Minds are subject to what should be done Problem solved, time cannot be won One hour a day One hour at night Sees crowds of people All meant for flight Peak hour, peak hour, peak hour It makes me want to run out and tell them They've got time Take a step back out And look in at their debt And their time Minds are subject to what should be done Problem solved, time cannot be won One hour a day One hour at night Sees crowds of people All meant for flight Peak hour, peak hour, peak hour
SIDE 2
The Afternoon: Forever Afternoon (Tuesday?)Tuesday, afternoon, I'm just beginning to see, Now I'm on my way, It doesn't matter to me, Chasing the clouds away. Something, calls to me, The trees are drawing me near, I've got to find out why Those gentle voices I hear Explain it all with a sigh. I'm looking at myself, reflections of my mind, It's just the kind of day to leave myself behind, So gently swaying thru the fairy-land of love, If you'll just come with me and see the beauty of Tuesday afternoon. Tuesday afternoon. Tuesday, afternoon, I'm just beginning to see, Now I'm on my way, It doesn't matter to me, Chasing the clouds away. Something, calls to me, The trees are drawing me near, I've got to find out why Those gentle voices I hear Explain it all with a sigh.Evening: The Sun Set: Twilight Time
When the sun goes down, And the clouds all frown, Night has begun for the sunset. See it with your eyes; Earth re-energized By the sun's rays every day. Take a look out there, Planets everywhere. When the sun goes down, And the clouds all frown, Night has begun for the sunset. Shadows on the ground; Never make a sound, Fading away in the sunset. Night has now become Day for everyone. I can see it all From this great height. I can feel the sun Slipping out of sight; And the world still goes on Through the night.The Night: Nights In White Satin
Nights in white satin, Never reaching the end, Letters I've written, Never meaning to send. Beauty I'd always missed With these eyes before, Just what the truth is I can't say anymore. 'Cause I love you, Yes, I love you, Oh, how, I love you. Gazing at people, Some hand in hand, Just what I'm going thru They can understand. Some try to tell me Thoughts they cannot defend, Just what you want to be You will be in the end, And I love you, Yes, I love you, Oh, how, I love you. Oh, how, I love you. Nights in white satin, Never reaching the end, Letters I've written, Never meaning to send. Beauty I'd always missed With these eyes before, Just what the truth is I can't say anymore. 'Cause I love you, Yes, I love you, Oh, how, I love you. Oh, how, I love you. 'Cause I love you, Yes, I love you, Oh, how, I love you. Oh, how, I love you.Late Lament
Breathe deep the gathering gloom, Watch lights fade from every room. Bedsitter people look back and lament, Another day's useless energy spent. Impassioned lovers wrestle as one, Lonely man cries for love and has none. New mother picks up and suckles her son, Senior citizens wish they were young. Cold hearted orb that rules the night, Removes the colours from our sight. Red is grey and yellow white. But we decide which is right. And which is an illusion???.