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1. | Surfing With The Alien |
2. | Satch Boogie |
3. | Always With Me, Always With You |
4. | Crushing Day |
5. | Flying in a Blue Dream |
6. | The Mystical Potato Head Groove Thing |
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9. | Friends |
10. | The Extremist |
11. | Summer Song |
12. | Why |
13. | Time Machine |
14. | Cool #9 |
15. | Down, Down, Down |
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1. | The Crush Of Love |
2. | Ceremony |
3. | Crystal Planet |
4. | Raspberry Jam Delta-V |
5. | Love Thing |
6. | Borg Sex |
7. | Until We Say Goodbye |
8. | Devil's Slide |
9. | Clouds Race Across the Sky |
10. | Starry Night |
11. | Mind Storm |
12. | Slick |
13. | The Eight Steps |
14. | Not Of This Earth |
15. | Rubina |
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I've been out walking for hours.
I've got something on my mind.
How did we get here? Where are we going?
And why is life so hard?
I read the stories, see the photographs.
World's in a crazy space.
I've got to hold on to my dreams;
There's just no other place.
There's just no other place.
CHORUS:
I believe
We can change anything.
I believe
We can rise above this.
I believe
There's a reason for everything.
I believe
In my dream.
I've seen the shadows of the living.
Seen them turn and walk away.
And I keep searching for the right words
To send these thoughts away.
There's a picture I like to look at,
A picture of a beautiful face.
And I see something in her eyes,
Sends me to a better place.
Sends me to a better place.
CHORUS
I believe
We can change anything.
I believe
In my dream
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When the night falls, the big moon's gonna rise.
You can look right up, see it in the sky.
Makes me feel like I'm going to blow a fuse.
I start to shiver and shake with a strange kind of blues.
...But I like it.
I see it now the moon is high above.
It's got a hold on me, I just can't get enough.
Big, round, black and white, I feel the pull, I see the light.
Big bad moon's looking down on me tonight.
...But I like it.
When the moon comes, got nowhere to hide.
It can turn your head around like it turns the tide.
Man, woman, boy, child. Makes you feel like you were born wild.
The big bad moon's looking down on me tonight.
...But I like it.
...I like it.
Talkin' 'bout big bad moon
Ooh yeah big bad moon
Talkin' 'bout big bad moon
Ooh yeah...
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