(Graham Nash)
Liberty, laughing and shaking your head
Can you carry the torch that'll bring home the dead?
To the land of their fathers whose lives you have led
To the station at the end of the town
On the southbound train going down..
Equality, quietly facing the fist
Are you angry and tired that your point has been missed?
Will you go in the back-room
And study the list
Of the gamblers using the phone
On the southbound train going down
Fraternity, failing to fight back the tears
Will it take an eternity breaking all the fears?
And what will the passenger do when he hears-
That he's already paid for the crown
On the southbound train going down.
Crosby and Nash - Graham Nash David Crosby Album Lyrics
Crosby and Nash - Graham Nash David Crosby Lyrics
Writer: GRAHAM NASH
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Spirit Music Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Spirit Music Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Whole Cloth
On what do you base your life, my friend?
Can you see around the bend?
Can you see?
On what star do you take your sight
On a cold and blowy night
Alone, alone?
Old man can you make a mirror for me?
It's got to be clearer than air for me
Cause you see I can't see me, no
And I always thought that I meant what I said
But you know that lately I've read
We were lying
All of us lying
Just making it up, yeah
Cutting it out of whole cloth, yeah.
Can you see around the bend?
Can you see?
On what star do you take your sight
On a cold and blowy night
Alone, alone?
Old man can you make a mirror for me?
It's got to be clearer than air for me
Cause you see I can't see me, no
And I always thought that I meant what I said
But you know that lately I've read
We were lying
All of us lying
Just making it up, yeah
Cutting it out of whole cloth, yeah.
Writer: CROSBY
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Blacknotes
Sit yourself down at the piano
Just about in the middle
Put all your fingers on the blacknotes
Anywhere you want to
Sing along, write a song
And understand that you can play
Just about in the middle
Put all your fingers on the blacknotes
Anywhere you want to
Sing along, write a song
And understand that you can play
Writer: NASH
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Strangers Room
(Graham Nash)
My eyes were full of morning
And my mouth was full of night
I was in a strangers room
And I couldn't find the light
I rose to use a different bathroom
Than the one before
And what it is I'm running from Is what it is I'm running for.
Where do I go from here? Help me.
I wish I could disappear and go away
From the knowing
That you've known me far too long.
When I find a different tune
I guess I'll sing a different song
Where do I go from here? Help me
Wish I could disappear and go away from the morning
'Cos my eyes are full of flight
I am in a strangers room
And I still can't find the light.
My eyes were full of morning
And my mouth was full of night
I was in a strangers room
And I couldn't find the light
I rose to use a different bathroom
Than the one before
And what it is I'm running from Is what it is I'm running for.
Where do I go from here? Help me.
I wish I could disappear and go away
From the knowing
That you've known me far too long.
When I find a different tune
I guess I'll sing a different song
Where do I go from here? Help me
Wish I could disappear and go away from the morning
'Cos my eyes are full of flight
I am in a strangers room
And I still can't find the light.
Writer: G. NASH
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group
Where Will I Be?
Where will I be when I go back home?
Who will I see when I'm all alone? And what'll I do?
Where will I be when I go back home?
Who will I see when I'm all alone?
And you tell me, What am I going to do?
Who will I see when I'm all alone? And what'll I do?
Where will I be when I go back home?
Who will I see when I'm all alone?
And you tell me, What am I going to do?
Writer: CROSBY
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Page 43
(David Crosby)
Look around again
It's the same old circle
You see, it's got to be
It says right here on page 43
That you should grab a hold of it
Else you'll find
It's passed you by
Rainbows all around
Can you find the silver and gold?
It'll make you old
The river can be hot or cold
And you should dive right into 'It
Else you'll find
It's passed you by
Pass it 'round one more time
I think I'll have a swallow of wine
Life is fine
Even with the ups and downs
And you should have a sip of it
Else you'll find
It's passed you by
Look around again
It's the same old circle
You see, it's got to be
It says right here on page 43
That you should grab a hold of it
Else you'll find
It's passed you by
Rainbows all around
Can you find the silver and gold?
It'll make you old
The river can be hot or cold
And you should dive right into 'It
Else you'll find
It's passed you by
Pass it 'round one more time
I think I'll have a swallow of wine
Life is fine
Even with the ups and downs
And you should have a sip of it
Else you'll find
It's passed you by
Writer: CROSBY
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Frozen Smiles
(Graham Nash)
I tried to reach beyond the walls you're living in
As a friend I flew a long way for a friend
But the way you treated me
Made me feel like giving in
I don't know if I'll break or only bend
You're supposed to be my friend
And if you carry on the way you did today
All the music in my veins will turn to stone
All the faking of your friendship
Doesn't make it anyway
Does it get you off to act so all alone
It'll chill you to the bone
So my advice to you is not to take advice
From the dealers who are handing out the cards
Take your life into your own hand
Just have faith in who you are
And all your goodness that I'm forced to disregard
Because you make it much to hard.
I tried to reach beyond the walls you're living in
As a friend I flew a long way for a friend
But the way you treated me
Made me feel like giving in
I don't know if I'll break or only bend
You're supposed to be my friend
And if you carry on the way you did today
All the music in my veins will turn to stone
All the faking of your friendship
Doesn't make it anyway
Does it get you off to act so all alone
It'll chill you to the bone
So my advice to you is not to take advice
From the dealers who are handing out the cards
Take your life into your own hand
Just have faith in who you are
And all your goodness that I'm forced to disregard
Because you make it much to hard.
Writer: NASH
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Games
Born in the sunshine
Dyin' in the rain
Raised on laughter
Lost in a game
Love yo
Love you
The game was bein' better
Wiser than you
Half an inch taller
A deeper shade of blue
Or thinkin' that I loved you
More than you love me
Failing to lay it on the line
All the time
The game of gettin' money
The game of gettin' more
The ego game of power
The ugly game of war
Kills love Don't you know that?
Born in the jasmine
Dyin' In bad air
Started out honest
Wound up down there
Love you
Love you
Dyin' in the rain
Raised on laughter
Lost in a game
Love yo
Love you
The game was bein' better
Wiser than you
Half an inch taller
A deeper shade of blue
Or thinkin' that I loved you
More than you love me
Failing to lay it on the line
All the time
The game of gettin' money
The game of gettin' more
The ego game of power
The ugly game of war
Kills love Don't you know that?
Born in the jasmine
Dyin' In bad air
Started out honest
Wound up down there
Love you
Love you
Writer: CROSBY
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Girl To Be On My Mind
(Graham Nash)
Come another year-and I am sitting here
Looking over all the Haight
As far as my eyes can see
What's happening to me?
Trying to find A girl to be on my mind.
Come another year-will she be here?
I wonder what I'm looking for
But I'm looking everyday
Searching every face-
trying to find A girl to be on my mind.
On my mind there is a question Time-time
Only time will tell when the time is right
I await my resurrection Feeling fine
Come another year-will I be sitting here?
Looking after someone else
Who's looking after me
That's happiness to me-so
I'm trying to find A girl to be on my mind.
Come another year-and I am sitting here
Looking over all the Haight
As far as my eyes can see
What's happening to me?
Trying to find A girl to be on my mind.
Come another year-will she be here?
I wonder what I'm looking for
But I'm looking everyday
Searching every face-
trying to find A girl to be on my mind.
On my mind there is a question Time-time
Only time will tell when the time is right
I await my resurrection Feeling fine
Come another year-will I be sitting here?
Looking after someone else
Who's looking after me
That's happiness to me-so
I'm trying to find A girl to be on my mind.
Writer: G. NASH
Copyright: Lyrics © SPIRIT MUSIC GROUP
Copyright: Lyrics © SPIRIT MUSIC GROUP
The Wall Song
You are walking, you've always been walking
Stumbling half blinded and dry as the wind
That strafes you and leaves you to lie in the sand
And the wall stretches endless beside you to nowhere
This wall that you've been trying to cross for years
This fence made of tears no one hears
You see a door, ah, such a great open door
You know that your eyes tellin' lies still you chance
A shambling run, a ridiculous dance
Like a scarecrow that's hung up to dry on a fence pole
And there's a place like vacuum waiting inside you
For you to get through to the blue
You scent the water, fresh green grass, food and water
Your breath is scraping your brain into dust
Your rusty old engine is ready to bust
You cannot believe it that they would not trust you
The door is wavering, is that your eyes?
Are they still telling lies? What are lies?
Stumbling half blinded and dry as the wind
That strafes you and leaves you to lie in the sand
And the wall stretches endless beside you to nowhere
This wall that you've been trying to cross for years
This fence made of tears no one hears
You see a door, ah, such a great open door
You know that your eyes tellin' lies still you chance
A shambling run, a ridiculous dance
Like a scarecrow that's hung up to dry on a fence pole
And there's a place like vacuum waiting inside you
For you to get through to the blue
You scent the water, fresh green grass, food and water
Your breath is scraping your brain into dust
Your rusty old engine is ready to bust
You cannot believe it that they would not trust you
The door is wavering, is that your eyes?
Are they still telling lies? What are lies?
Writer: FLANNERY, NASH, PLUNKETT, PROFFER
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Immigration Man
(Graham Nash)
There I was at the immigration scene
shining and feeling clean
could it be a sin?
I got stopped by the immigration man
he says he doesn't know if he can. Let me in -
Let me in, immigration man,
can I cross the line and pray
I can stay another day
Let me in, immigration man
I won't toe your line today
I can't see it anyway. Hey hey
There he was with his immigration face
giving me a paper chase
but the son was coming
'cos all at once he looked into my space
and stamped a number over my face
and it sent me running
Won't you let me in, immigration man
can I cross the line and pray
I can stay another day
Won't you let me in, immigration man
I won't toe your line today
I can't see it anyway.
Here I am with my immigration form
it's big enough to keep me warm
when a cold wind's coming
so go where you will
as long as you think you can
you'd better watch out, watch out for the man
anywhere you're going.
Come on and let me in, immigration man,
can I cross the line and pray
take your fingers from the tray.
Let me in, irritation man,
I won't toe your line today
I can't see it anyway.
There I was at the immigration scene
shining and feeling clean
could it be a sin?
I got stopped by the immigration man
he says he doesn't know if he can. Let me in -
Let me in, immigration man,
can I cross the line and pray
I can stay another day
Let me in, immigration man
I won't toe your line today
I can't see it anyway. Hey hey
There he was with his immigration face
giving me a paper chase
but the son was coming
'cos all at once he looked into my space
and stamped a number over my face
and it sent me running
Won't you let me in, immigration man
can I cross the line and pray
I can stay another day
Won't you let me in, immigration man
I won't toe your line today
I can't see it anyway.
Here I am with my immigration form
it's big enough to keep me warm
when a cold wind's coming
so go where you will
as long as you think you can
you'd better watch out, watch out for the man
anywhere you're going.
Come on and let me in, immigration man,
can I cross the line and pray
take your fingers from the tray.
Let me in, irritation man,
I won't toe your line today
I can't see it anyway.
Writer: GRAHAM NASH
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Graham Nash David Crosby is the first album by Crosby & Nash, the partnership of David Crosby and Graham Nash, released on Atlantic Records in 1972, catalog SD 7220. It peaked at No. 4 on the Billboard 200 albums chart, and a single taken from the album, "Immigration Man", peaked at No. 36 on the Billboard Hot 100 on June 17 and 24, 1972. It was certified gold by the RIAA, and it was dedicated to Joni Mitchell, as "to Miss Mitchell".
Performed By:
Crosby and NashGenre(s): Rock
Producer(s): David Crosby, Graham Nash, Bill Halverson
Length: 35:26
Released: April 5th, 1972
Year: 1972