PLANT, Robert
    
      
    
      
    
      
    Big Log
     
  
    
      
    My love is in league with the freeway
  
Its passion will rise as the cities fly by
And the tail lights dissolve in the coming of night
And the questions and thousands take flight
    
      
    My love is miles in awaiting
  
The eyes that just stare and the glance at the clock
In the secret that burns and the pain that won't stop
And it's fueled with the years
    
      
    Leading me on leading me on
  
Leading me down the road
Driving me on (driving me on)
Driving me down the road
    
      
    My love is exceeding the limit
  
Red eyed and fevered with the hum of the miles
Distance and longing and my thoughts do collide
Should I rest for at the side?
    
      
    Your love is cradled in knowing
  
Eyes in the mirror still expecting their prey
Sensing too well when the journey is done
There is no turning back, no
There is no turning back on the run
    
      
    My love is in league
  
With the freeway
Oh, with the freeway
And the coming of the night time
My love
    My love in league with the freeway
    
      
    
      
    
      
    Stairway to Heaven
    
      
    
      
    There's a lady who's sure
    
      
    All that glitters is gold
    
      
    And she's buying a stairway to heaven
    
      
    
      
    When she gets there she knows
    
      
    If the stores are all closed
    
      
    With a word she can get what she came for
    
      
    
      
    Oh, And she's buying a stairway to heaven
    
      
    
      
    There's a sign on the wall
    
      
    But she wants to be sure
    
      
    'Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings 
    
      
    
      
    In a tree by the brook
    
      
    There's a songbird who sings
    
      
    Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven
    
      
    
      
    Oh, it makes me wonder
    
      
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    There's a feeling I get
    
      
    When I look to the west
    
      
    And my spirit is crying for leaving
    
      
    
      
    In my thoughts I have seen
    
      
    Rings of smoke through the trees
    
      
    And the voices of those who stand looking
    
      
    
      
    Oh, it makes me wonder
    
      
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    And it's whispered that soon
    
      
    If we all call the tune
    
      
    Then the piper will lead us to reason
    
      
    
      
    And a new day will dawn
    
      
    For those who stand long
    
      
    And the forests will echo with laughter
    
      
    
      
    Oh,
    
      
    
      
    If there's a bustle in your hedgerow
    
      
    Don't be alarmed now
    
      
    It's just a spring clean
    
      
    For the May queen
    
      
    
      
    Yes, there are two paths you can go by
    
      
    But in the long run
    
      
    There's still time to change
    
      
    The road you're on
  
    And it makes me wonder
    
      
    
      
    Oh
    
      
    
      
    Your head is humming and it won't go
    
      
    In case you don't know
    
      
    The piper's calling you to join him
    
      
    
      
    Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow?
    
      
    And did you know
    
      
    Your stairway lies on the whispering wind?
    
      
    
      
    And as we wind on down the road
    
      
    Our shadows taller than our soul
    
      
    There walks a lady we all know
    
      
    Who shines white light and wants to show
    
      
    How everything still turns to gold
    
      
    And if you listen very hard
    
      
    The truth will come to you at last
    
      
    When all are one and one is all
    
      
    To be a rock and not to roll
    
      
    
      
    And she's buying a stairway to heaven ...
    
      
    
      
    
      
    The Battle Of Evermore
    
      
    
      
    Queen of Light took her bow, And then she turned to go,
    
      
    The Prince of Peace embraced the gloom, And walked the night alone.
    
      
    
      
    Oh, dance in the dark of night, Sing to the morning light.
    
      
    The dark Lord rides in force tonight, And time will tell us all.
    
      
    
      
    Oh, throw down your plow and hoe, Rest not to lock your homes.
    
      
    Side by side we wait the might of the darkest of them all.
    
      
    
      
    I hear the horses' thunder down in the valley below,
    
      
    I'm waiting for the angels of Avalon, waiting for the eastern glow.
    
      
    
      
    The apples of the valley hold, The seeds of happiness,
    
      
    The ground is rich from tender care, Repay, do not forget, no, no.
    
      
    
      
    Dance in the dark of night, sing to the morning light.
    
      
    The apples turn to brown and black, The tyrant's face is red.
    
      
    
      
    Oh war is the common cry, Pick up your swords and fly.
    
      
    The sky is filled with good and bad that mortals never know.
    
      
    
      
    Oh, well, the night is long the beads of time pass slow,
    
      
    Tired eyes on the sunrise, waiting for the eastern glow.
    
      
    
      
    The pain of war cannot exceed the woe of aftermath,
    
      
    The drums will shake the castle wall, the ring wraiths ride in black, Ride on.
    
      
    
      
    Sing as you raise your bow, shoot straighter than before.
    
      
    No comfort has the fire at night that lights the face so cold.
    
      
    
      
    Oh dance in the dark of night, Sing to the morning light.
    
      
    The magic runes are writ in gold to bring the balance back. Bring it back.
    
      
    
      
    At last the sun is shining, The clouds of blue roll by,
    
      
    With flames from the dragon of darkness, the sunlight blinds his eyes. 
    
      
    
      
    
      
    The Rain Song
    
      
    
      
    It is the springtime of my loving - the second season I am to know
    
      
    You are the sunlight in my growing - so little warmth I've felt before.
    
      
    It isn't hard to feel me glowing - I watched the fire that grew so low.
    
      
    
      
    It is the summer of my smiles - flee from me Keepers of the Gloom.
    
      
    Speak to me only with your eyes. It is to you I give this tune.
    
      
    Ain't so hard to recognize - These things are clear to all from time to time.
    
      
    
      
    Talk, talk, talk, talk - I've felt the coldness of my winter
    
      
    I never thought it would ever go. I cursed the gloom that set upon us, 'pon us...
    
      
    But I know that I love you so. But I know that I love you so
    
      
    
      
    These are the seasons of emotion and like the wind they rise and fall
    
      
    This is the wonder of devotion - I see the torch we all must hold.
    
      
    This is the mystery of the quotient, quotient - Upon us all, upon us all a little rain must fall.
    
      
    It's just a little rain oh yeah 
    
      
    
      
    
      
    The Immigrant Song
    
      
    
      
    We come from the land of the ice and snow
    
      
    From the midnight sun, where the hot springs flow
    
      
    The hammer of the gods
    
      
    Willl drive our ships to new lands
    
      
    To fight the horde, and sing and cry
    
      
    Valhalla, I am coming!
  
    
      
    On we sweep with threshing oar
    
      
    Our only goal will be the western shore
    
      
    
      
    We come from the land of the ice and snow
    
      
    From the midnight sun where the hot springs flow
    
      
    How soft your fields so green
    
      
    Can whisper tales of gore
    
      
    Of how we calmed the tides of war
    
      
    We are your overlords
    
      
    
      
    On we sweep with threshing oar
    
      
    Our only goal will be the western shore
    
      
    
      
    So now you'd better stop  and rebuild all your ruins
    
      
    For peace and trust can win the day despite of all your losing
    
      
    
      
    
      
    Kashmir
    
      
    
      
    Oh, let the sun beat down upon my face
  
Stars to fill my dreams
I am a traveler of both time and space
To be where I have been
Sit with elders of a gentle race
This world is seldom seen
Talk of days for which they sit and wait
But, all will be revealed
    
      
    Talk and song from tongues of lilting grace
  
Whose sounds caress my ear
Though, by a word I heard could I relate
The story was quite clear
    
      
    Oh, baby, baby, I ‘ve been cryin'
  
Oh, there's no denyin', there's no denyin'
Oh yes, baby baby, I've been flyin', oh yeah
Lord, mama, ain't no denyin', no denyin', no denyin'
    
      
    Here's another one to ya
  
All I see turns to brown
As the sun burns the ground
And my eyes fill with sand
As I scan this wasted land
Tryin' to find now, where I been, yeah
    
      
    Pilot of the storm who leaves no trace
  
Like thoughts inside a dream
Who heed the path that led me to that place
Yellow desert screen
My Shangri-La beneath the summer moon
I will return again
Sure as the dust that floats high in June
When movin' through Kashmir
    
      
    Oh, father of the four winds, fill my sails
  
Across the sea of years
With no provision but an open face
'Long the straits of fear
    
      
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