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Waters Of The Wild - Steve Hackett

"Come away O human child To the waters of the wild With a fairy hand in hand For the world's more full of weeping Than you can understand Fly away you stolen child Through a magic lantern slide Singing"

Set Your Compass - Steve Hackett

"Underneath a sailing moon Lemon lime ginger soft glow Scale the woodland around the dale Rising falling through hedgerows With her train the queen of night (Her pale window) (Calming your fear) (With the"

Down Street - Steve Hackett

"Dear friend you've come at last I wish to impart to you something of a deeply personal nature Dare we venture off the map And indeed between the cracks To a private road of sorts I presume you have a strong"

A Girl Called Linda - Steve Hackett

"Read me a dream sighs Linda Flying through nursery windows Leaving a night light burning Keep all my love beside you Toys R Us for you dear Chocolate Crocodile tears Now look who's talking Jigsaw Junior"

To A Close - Steve Hackett

"When the debs came down in their famous gowns Jacqueline at once was the talk of the town Launched and lunched on Society's cream Smiled and curtsied so gently Toujours chercher pour quelle-que-chose As"

Ego And Id - Steve Hackett

"Heard you on the radio (You) sounded very strange Voices in the distance Way beyond my range Tried to call the station Panicked and I ran Tried to find the moment When you and I began Looking in the"

Man In The Long Black Coat - Steve Hackett

"Crickets are chirping the water is high There's a soft cotton dress on the line hanging dry Windows wide open African trees Bent over backward from a hurricane breeze Not a word of goodbye not even a"

Cedars Of Lebanon - Steve Hackett

"I long to gaze at the Cedars of Lebanon To breathe the air on the mountain of olives To feast my eyes on Babylon's gardens To take you back to Sumeria's glory To set you free with a full man's pardon In"

Wolfwork - Steve Hackett

"Clapperboards sandwich hordes scavengers in paradise Training their eyes under grey porridge skies Magistrates Ivory gates opiates potentates Kings of carrion badness in the blood Its all wolfwork Faxes"

The Fundamentals Of Brainwashing - Steve Hackett

"History's a vinyl record stuck in a groove A hundred warring sects claiming to have the truth Blessed robots with so much to prove You could say so much to lose The scorching air The slumbering mass Of"

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