In the lonely night
In the blinking stardust of a pale blue light
You come through to me in black and white
When we were made of dreams
You’re blowing down the shaky street
You’re feeling..hearing my heart beat
In the record-breaking heat
Where we were born in time
Not one more night, not one more kiss
Not this time baby, no more of this
Takes too much skill, takes too much will
It’s too revealing
You came you saw, just like the law
You married young, just like your ma
You let me w..ride , you let me slide
You left me reelin’ with the feeling
On the rising curve
Where the ways of nature will test every nerve
You won’t get anything you don’t deserve
Where we were born in time
You pressed me once, you pressed me twice
You hang the blame, you pay the price
Oh babe, the fire is still smokin’
You were snow, you were rain
You were striped, you were plain
Oh babe, truer words
Have not been spoken or broken
In the hills of mystery
In the foggy web of destiny
You can have what’s left of me
Where we were born in time
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In the Darkness by the Riverbed. September 2025. 20 x 40 cm.
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The album Tempest released on this day in 2012. I remember it like it was yesterday..
Here is an audience recording of the first live performance of Early Roman Kings. St. Paul, Minnesota. November 7, 2012.
Thank you to Bach for this really good recording of this show. I have set the full recording of the show to play here as broadcast from 10 PM, UK time —
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