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The Alan Parsons Project

℗ 1987 Arista Records 208 084

℗ 1989 Ìåëîäèÿ Ñ60 27787 000: Ãàóäè

℗ 2010 skameikin.blogspot.com SN 1315 8458: Ãàóäè

The Alan Parsons Project • 1987 • Gaudi

Recorded at The Grange, Benenden, England and at Mayfair Studios, London.

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La Sagrada Familia

(Alan Parsons — Eric Woolfson)

Who knows where the road may lead us, only the fool would say
Who knows if we'll meet along the way
Follow the brightest star as far as the brave may dare
What will we find when we get there

La Sagrada Familia we pray the storm will soon be over
La Sagrada Familia for the lion and the lamb

Who knows where the winds may blow us, only a fool would say
Who knows if we'll ever reach the shore
Follow a rising sun with eyes that may only stare
What kind of fire will burn us there? What kind of fire?
Only a fool would say

La Sagrada Familia the wind has changed the storm is over
La Sagrada Familia for the lion and the lamb
La Sagrada Familia we thank the Lord the danger's over
La Sagrada Familia there's peace throughout the land

Under clear blue skies our voices rise in songs of glory
And for all those years our eyes and ears were filled with tears

Who knows where the world may turn us, only a fool would say
Who knows what the fate may have in store
Follow the light of truth as far as our eyes can see
How should we knows where that may be? How should we know?

Then the angry skies, the battle cries, the sounds of glory
And for all those years out eyes and ears were filled with tears

Who knows where the road may lead us, only a fool would say
Who knows what's been lost along the way
Look for the promised land in all of the dreams we share
How will we know when we are there? How will we know?
Only a fool would say

La Sagrada Familia the war is won the battle's over
La Sagrada Familia for the lion and the lamb
La Sagrada Familia we thank the lord the danger's over
La Sagrada Familia behold the mighty hand
La Sagrada Familia the night is gone the waiting's over
La Sagrada Familia there's peace throughout the land

Until the next time
Until the next time

La Sagrada Familia

Too Late

(Alan Parsons — Eric Woolfson)

When you were standing in the rain I gave you shelter
When I was knocking on you door you gave me none
Well I don't make that kind of deal with anybody
And I won't be that kind of fool for anyone

How do you feel when the tables have been turned?
What will you do now that the bridges have been burned?

Cause it's
Too late now the magic's lost
Too late now the spell is broken
Too late now to count the cost
Of words that should remain unspoken

When I need you by my side you stand above me
And when I look into your eyes you turn away
Well if that's the best there is then I won't buy it
Well if that's the only game then I won'y play

How many danger signs did you ignore?
How many times have you heard it all before?

Cause it's
Too late now the magic's lost
Too late now the spell is broken
Too late now to count the cost
Of words that should remain unspoken

Closer to Heaven

(Alan Parsons — Eric Woolfson)

Rising and falling lighter than air
Silently calling no one is there
Oh, bird that is flying so high and so free
Closer to heaven than you and me

Voices of strangers keep me from sleep
Guardian angels watch over the deep
A ship that is sailing way out to the sea
Closer to heaven than you and me

Visions of rain fall out of blue skies
Rivers of tears flow out of dry eyes
Answer my question tell me no lies
Is this the real world or a fool's paradise?

Wind that is blowing so wild and so free
Closer to heaven than you and me

Closer to heaven longing to be
Closer to heaven than you and me

Visions of rain fall out of blue skies
Rivers of tears flow out of dry eyes
Answer my question tell me no lies
Is this the real world or a fool's paradise?

Love that lies sleeping wakes in the night
Secrets for keeping that won't see the light
I look to the future and I hope it will be
Closer to heaven than you and me

Closer to heaven longing to be
Closer to heaven than you and me

Standing on Higher Ground

(Alan Parsons — Eric Woolfson)

I know the truth
But I can't say
And I have to turn my head
And look the other way

I'm not afraid
And I won't lie
As long as I see no wrong
I won't need to testify

I see the world
And I'm looking from a high place
Way above it all
Standing on higher ground

I breathe the air
While they're running in a rat race
Way above it all
Standing on higher ground

I feel the blow
But I don't speak
And I have to close my eyes
Pretending I'm asleep

Well I see the tears
But I don't cry
As long as I do no wrong
I don't need an alibi

I see the world
And I'm looking from a high place
Way above it all
Standing on higher ground

I breathe the air
While they're running in a rat race
Way above it all
Standing on higher ground

Money Talks

(Alan Parsons — Eric Woolfson)

Money don't grow on a money tree
The more you take leave the less for me
Money don't buy what you really need
It make an iceman cry, it make a stone man bleed

But when you get right down to it, no matter who you are
It rules your life like virgin queen
One day you might get over it, but in the meantime
It rules the world like a green machine

In a bank, in a box, money talks
In the black, on the rocks, money talks, money talk

Money doesn't lose in the money game
It drags you down like a ball and chain
So money don't come with a guarantee
It make a fool of you, it make a fool of me

But when you get right down to it, no matter what you say
It ties you down but it can set you free
Some day you might get over it, but in the meantime
It burns you up in the first degree

Moscow, Bangkok, money talk
Park Lane, Boardwalk, money talk

But when you get right down to it, no matter what you try
You deal the cards, give the wheel a spin
One day you might get over it but everybody knows
It's heads you lose and it's tails they win
Don't have too much to show for it, that the way it goes
You roll the dice abd they cash you in

Pinball, jukebox, money talks
Redskins, WHite Sox, money talks
Billboard, cashbox, money talks

Inside Looking Out

(Alan Parsons — Eric Woolfson)

To touch the sky
A dreamer must be
Someone who has more imagination than me

To reach the stars
A dreamer must fly
Somehow he must live more of a lifetime than I
For sands of time won't wait
And it may be too late

Now it is the hour and the moment
Don't let the chance go by
Your ship is sailing with the high tide
And all your dreams are on the inside
On the inside looking out, on the inside, looking out
Looking out, looking out, looking out

To change the world
A dreamer must be
Someone who has more determination than me

To free his sould
A dreamer must fly
Somewhere he must find a better reason than I
The hands of time won't wait
And we may be too late

Now is the hour and the moment
Don't let a day pass by
You ship is sailing with the high tide
You could be standing on the inside
On the inside looking out, on the inside, looking out
On the inside looking out, on the inside, looking out
Looking out, looking out, looking out