DONOVAN


Turquoise


Your smile beams like sunlight on a gull's wing

And the leaves dance, and play after you

Take my hand and hold it as you would a flower

Take care with my heart, oh darling, she's made of glass


Your eyes feel like silence resting on me

And the birds cease to sing when you rise

Ride easy your fairy stallion you have mounted

Take care how you fly, my precious, you might fall down


In the pastel skies the sunset I have wandered

With my eyes and ears and heart strained to the full

I know I tasted the essence in the few days

Take care who you love, my precious, he might not know


Hurdy Gurdy Man


Thrown like a star in my vast sleep

I opened my eyes to take a peek

To find that I was by the sea

Gazing with tranquility


'Twas then when the Hurdy Gurdy Man

Came singing songs of love

Then when the Hurdy Gurdy Man

Came singing songs of love


"Hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy gurdy" he sang


Histories of ages past

Unenlightened shadows cast

Down through all eternity

The crying of humanity


'Tis then when the Hurdy Gurdy Man

Comes singing songs of love

Then when the Hurdy Gurdy Man

Comes singing songs of love


"Hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy gurdy" he sang


"Hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy gurdy" he sang

Here comes the Roly Poly Man

He's singing songs of love

"Roly poly, roly poly, holy poly poly" he sang


"Hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy gurdy" he sang



Catch The Wind


In the chilly hours and minutes

Of uncertainty, I want to be

In the warm hold of your love and mine


To feel you all around me

And to take your hand along the sand

Ah, but I may as well try and catch the wind


When sundown pales the sky

I want to hide a while behind your smile

And everywhere I'd look your eyes I'd find


For me to love you now

Would be the sweetest thing 'twould make me sing

Ah, but I may as well try and catch the wind


When rain has hung the leaves with tears

I want you near to kill my fears

To help me to leave all my blues behind


For standin' in your heart

Is where I want to be and long to be

Ah, but I may as well try and catch the wind


Ah, but I may as well try and catch the wind


Atlantis


The continent of Atlantis was an island

Which lay before the great flood

In the area we now call the Atlantic Ocean

So great an area of land, that from her western shores

Those beautiful sailors journeyed

To the South and the North Americas with ease

In their ships with painted sails.

To the east, Africa was a neighbor

Across a short strait of sea miles.

The great Egyptian age is but a remnant of The Atlantian culture

The antediluvian kings colonized the world

All the gods who play in the mythological dramas

In all legends from all lands were from fair Atlantis.

Knowing her fate, Atlantis sent out ships to all corners of the Earth

On board were the Twelve

The poet, the physician, the farmer, the scientist

The magician and the other so-called gods of our legends

Though gods they were

And as the elders of our time choose to remain blind

Let us rejoice and let us sing and dance and ring in the new:

Hail Atlantis!


Way down below the ocean

Where I wanna be, she may be
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The Ballad of a Crystal Man


Walk along and talk along and live your lives quite freely

But leave our children with their toys of peppermint and candy

For seagull, I don't want your wings

I don't want your freedom in a lie


Your thoughts they are of harlequin, your speeches of quicksilver

I read your faces like a poem, kaleidoscope of hate words

For seagull, I don't want your wings

I don't want your freedom in a lie


On the quilted battlefields of soldiers dazzling made of toy tin

The big bomb like a child's hand could sweep them dead just so to win

For seagull, I don't want your wings

I don't want your freedom in a lie


As you fill your glasses with the wine of murdered negroes

Thinking not of beauty that spreads like morning sun glow

Seagull, I don't want your wings

I don't want your freedom in a lie


I pray your dreams of vivid screams of children dying slowly

And as you polish up your guns your real self be reflecting

For seagull, I don't want your wings

I don't want your freedom in a lie