And If the Wind is Just Right…

Spanish Castle Magic icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 (track 03 from the Axis: Bold as Love LP by The Jimi Hendrix Experience icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 )

Jimi Hendrix's "Axis: Bold as Love" album cover. [Formatted]

It’s very far away
It takes about half a day to get there if we travel by my dragonfly

No it’s not in Spain
But all the same, you know, it’s a groovy name
And if the wind is just right…

Hang on my darling
Hang on if you want to go
It’s a really groovy place
And it’s got just a little bit of a Spanish Castle magic

The clouds are really low and they overflow with cotton candy
And battle grounds are red and brown

But it’s all in your mind
Don’t think your time on bad things
Just float your little mind around
Look out!

Hang on my darling
Hang on if you want to go
It’s just a little bit of Spanish Castle magic

It’s all in your mind
A little bit of daydream here and there

Though We Might Have Precious Little, It’s Still Precious

Bravest Face icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 (track 10 from the Snakes & Arrows LP by Rush icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 )

Though we might have precious little, it’s still precious

I like that song about this wonderful world, it’s got a sunny point of view
And sometimes I feel it’s true, at least for a few of us

I like that world, it makes a wonderful song, but there’s a darker point of view
That’s sadly just as true for so many among us

Though we might have precious little, it’s still precious

In the sweetest child, there’s a vicious streak
In the strongest man, there’s a child so weak
In the whole wide world, there’s no magic place
So you might as well rise and put on your bravest face

I like that show where they solve all the murders, it has an heroic point of view
It’s got justice and vengeance too
At least so the story goes

I like that story, it makes a satisfying case, but there’s a messy point of view
That’s sadly just as true for so many among us

In the softest voice, there’s an acid tongue
In the oldest eyes, there’s a soul so young
In the shakiest will, there’s a core of steel
On the smoothest ride, there’s a squeaky wheel
In the sweetest child, there’s a vicious streak
In the strongest man, there’s a child so weak
In the whole wide world, there’s no magic place
So you might as well rise and put on your bravest face

Though we might have precious little, it’s still precious

In the softest voice, there’s an acid tongue
In the oldest eyes, there’s a soul so young
In the shakiest will, there’s a core of steel
On the smoothest ride, there’s a squeaky wheel
In the sweetest child, there’s a vicious streak
In the strongest man, there’s a child so weak
In the whole wide world, there’s no magical place
So you might as well rise and put on your bravest face

Though the Memory has Died, Watch How You Open Up

Swarm icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 (track 03 from the Terraformer LP by Thank You Scientist icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 )

Thank You Scientist's "Terraformer" album cover. [Formatted]

Full circle, all will be returning in due time
Concentrate on erasing the commotion
Come again with a little bit of urgency
You’ve got the best of me

Oh my Carolina
Feel like I’ve been had
Feel like I could tear down the wall and call it a day
But then again, I’m the destroyer

Does it ever make you wonder?
What if I took a left instead of a right?
What if I’m to blame?
I’ll be damned, I’m digging my own grave

Stir, agitate, feel defeat
Nothing could ever take that from me
Where do I belong?
Where do I belong?
And did you ever notice the light was turning?
Only green can get you there
You’ve got to be ready to go

So come again with a little bit of love now
Come again with a little bit of urgency

Oh my Carolina
Feel like I’ve been had
Feel like I could tear down the wall and call it a day
But then again, I’m the destroyer

Does it ever make you wonder?
What if I took a left instead of a right?
What if I’m to blame?
I’ll be damned, I’m digging my own grave

Do you have to recall?
Why don’t you leave it there?
Though the memory has died, watch how you open up

So I’ll stay here
Where do I belong?

Does it ever make you wonder?
What if I took a left instead of right?
What if I’m to blame?
What have I become?

Weapons Fly

.3 icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 (track 08 from the In Absentia LP by Porcupine Tree icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 )

Black the sky
Weapons fly
Lay them waste for your race