Stills & Nash

Artist: Crosby Stills Nash And Young Album: So Far Title: Wooden Ships by David Crosby, Stephen Stills, Stills: If you smile at me, I will understand 'Cause that is something everybody everywhere does in the same language............. Crosby: I can s

Looking at the world through the sunset in your eyes Traveling the train through clear Moroccan skies Ducks and pigs and chickens call Animal carpet wall to wall American ladies five-foot tall in blue Sweeping cobwebs from the edges of my mind Had to

Artist: Crosby Stills Nash And Young Album: Miscellaneous Title: Helplessly Hoping Helplessly hoping her harlequin hovers nearby Awaiting a word Gasping at glimpses of gentle true spirit He runs, wishing he could fly Only to trip at the sound of good

You came from out of the skies Your skin and your eyes The colours of bronze The moon in your ear Twinkled and shone Soon you'll be gone Sailing out on the blue Your old man and you Drifting along Leaving me here Thinking it through Soon you'll be go

Just a song before I go, A lesson to be learned. Travelling twice the speed of sound It's easy to get burned. When the shows were over We had to get back home, And when we opened up the door I had to be alone. She helped me with my suitcase, She stan

In the mornin' when you rise Do you think of me, and how you left me cryin'? Are you thinkin' of telephones, and managers, And where you got to be at noon? You are living a reality I left years ago It quite nearly killed me. In the long run it will m

Southern Cross Got out of town on a boat, going to Southern Islands Sailing a reach before a following sea. She was making for the trades on the outside, and the downhill run to Papeete. Off the wind on this heading lie the Marquesas, We got eighty f

Artist: Crosby Stills And Nash Album: Miscellaneous Title: Suite Judy Blue Eyes Suite: Judy Blue Eyes Crosby, Stills, Nash and sometimes Young It's getting to the point Where I'm no fun any more I am sorry Sometimes it hurts So badly I must cry out l

Guinnevere had green eyes Like yours, m'lady, like yours She'd walk down Through the garden In the morning after it rained Peacocks wandered aimlessly Underneath an orange tree Why can't she see me? Guinnevere drew pentagrams Like yours, m'lady, like

It's been a long time comin' It's goin' to be a long time gone And it appears to be a long Appears to be a long Appears to be a long Time, yes, a long, long, long, long time Before the dawn Turn, turn any corner Hear, you must hear what the people sa