for nick and leonard

"Anthem"

The birds they sang at the break of day

Start again I heard them say

Don't dwell on what has passed away

or what is yet to be.

Ah the wars they will be fought again

The holy dove She will be caught again

bought and sold and bought again

the dove is never free.

Ring the bells that still can ring

Forget your perfect offering

There is a crack in everything

That's how the light gets in.

We asked for signs

the signs were sent: the birth betrayed

the marriage spent
Yeah the widowhood of every government --

signs for all to see. the marriage spent
Yeah the widowhood of every government -- signs for all to see.

I can't run no more with that lawless crowd

while the killers in high places say their prayers out loud.

But they've summoned, they've summoned up a thundercloud

and they're going to hear from me.

Ring the bells that still can ring ...

You can add up the parts but you won't have the sum

You can strike up the march, there is no drum

Every heart, every heart to love will come

but like a refugee.

Ring the bells that still can ring

Forget your perfect offering

There is a crack, a crack in everything

That's how the light gets in.

Ring the bells that still can ring

Forget your perfect offering

There is a crack, a crack in everything

That's how the light gets in.

That's how the light gets in.

That's how the light gets in.

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"PINK MOON."

I saw it written and I saw it say

Pink moon is on its way

And none of you stand so tall

Pink moon gonna get you all

It's a pink moon

Hey, it's a pink moon

It's a pink, pink, pink, pink, pink moon.

It's a pink, pink, pink, pink, pink moon.

I saw it written and I saw it say

Pink moon is on its way

And none of you stand so tall

Pink moon gonna get you all

It's a pink moonYeah, it's a pink moon

I remember when Nicks first "LP" came out.

I thought it was very beautiful. A friend of mine had it.

It seems the rest of the world waited thirty years and his death at twenty-six to figure it out.

Real art is like that.

I hope a lot of people feel secretly foolish.

Irony and ipods. Blissful Isolation.

As far as Leonard goes......I remember when HIS first album came out.

A "cult" figure for twenty odd years.

I won't repeat myself.

I'll let Leonard have the last word.

"The Future"

Give me back my broken night

my mirrored room, my secret life

it's lonely here, there's no one left to torture

Give me absolute control

over every living soul

And lie beside me, baby,

that's an order!

Give me crack and anal sex

Take the only tree that's left

and stuff it up the hole

in your culture

Give me back the Berlin wall

give me Stalin and St Paul

I've seen the future, brother:

it is murder.

Things are going to slide, slide in all directions

Won't be nothing

Nothing you can measure anymore

The blizzard, the blizzard of the world

has crossed the threshold

and it has overturned the order of the soul

When they said REPENT REPENT

I wonder what they meant

When they said REPENT REPENT

I wonder what they meant

When they said REPENT REPENT

I wonder what they meant

You don't know me from the wind

you never will, you never did

I'm the little jew who wrote the Bible

I've seen the nations rise and fall

I've heard their stories, heard them all

but love's the only engine of survival

Your servant here, he has been told

to say it clear, to say it cold:

It's over, it ain't going any further

And now the wheels of heaven stop

you feel the devil's riding crop

Get ready for the future:

it is murder

Things are going to slide ...

There'll be the breaking of the ancient

western code

Your private life will suddenly explode

There'll be phantoms

There'll be fires on the road

and the white man dancing

You'll see a woman hanging upside down

her features covered by her fallen gown

and all the lousy little poets coming round

tryin' to sound like Charlie Manson

and the white man dancin'

Give me back the Berlin wall

Give me Stalin and St Paul Give me

Christ or give me Hiroshima

Destroy another fetus now

We don't like children anyhow

I've seen the future, baby:

it is murder