Story Behind the Song
This medley is here to let the listener hear just about everything on the CD.
Once you have listened to this, you'll know if you would love or hate the CD, Crossing the Sound.
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Lyrics
This medley contains parts of all the songs on "Crossing the Sound". The following Lyrics are only the parts of the songs on the Medley. The complete lyrics are included in the 16 page full color insert provided with the CD.
Freeworld - "We sail along with open eyes across the universe we try to find a better way, another way to live."
China - At night they dream about their families. Like ghosts they're haunted by their life and memories. China, how long? We hold this truth to be so damn real: You can't just harvest men ripe with steel. China, how long? No one's for sale.
Perfect Prison - Say hello to my old friends the desert palm and crystal sand. All around the endless sea, the perfect prison made for me.It's all I have left to me (I can dream)I never thought that we'd go down. I believed the ship was strong and true. If I'd only seen the rocks ahead Captain open up your eyes and look around. I no longer count the days or the years.
The Hermit - Out in space you are here. Distant fire drawing near. Voice of Light seems so clear, your outstretched hand surrounds me in tears of silver, glistening, my world dissolves in listening to you.
Solar Spectra - Close your eyes that you can see, Four dimensions aren't enough, All our friends are waiting there. And as we show ourselves to you in this time and in this place for all the Universe to see, And on the Earth our souls evolve, an island in this cosmic sea. Can you see me as I see you?
Gates Walk - We'll walk one day then you'll understand. Machines we worked will ruin the land. Then all the tanks and all the men won't bring it back. In the corner of our hearts wild winds blow. They call us now and we won't resist.
The Empress - Mother, Father, Understanding three. Brother, Sister, Understanding me. The knowledge that comes from being Me.
War Drums - Words are beginnings, so let me say a few. You got the right idea, we got some work to do. Although you feel my brain, I shoulda' said it plain so just give me my pipe and bowl and I'll dispense with the pain. War Drum.
The Chariot - Through the clearing mist my eyes try to focus on what's been before. My light, Your hope, Freedom. My light, Your hope, Freedom. My light, Your hope, Freedom.
All Lyrics Copyright 1998 by Phreeworld
Freeworld, The Hermit, The Empress, The Chariot by Brian Phraner
China, Gates Walk by Dave Wheeler
Perfect Prison, Solar Spectra by Mark Phraner
War Drums by Donovan Freeborn
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