Song | Talisman - Remastered for Special Products - 2000 |
Artist | The Guess Who |
Album | American Woman |
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(Bachman-Cummings) | |
Trinkets worn with colours matching, 'saddened eyes' has lost its magic touch | |
People from a distant hill have crossed an ever-stretching sea of sand | |
Artificial flowers cannot die for life within them is illusion | |
Talisman, talisman grace my hand | |
Talisman grace my hand. | |
Figures made of pedigrees control the non-existent soul of | |
John Smith | |
Walk the creature let it run but slacken not the rope to which it’s bound | |
Ships in bottles cannot sail and neither can a tombstone kill a feather | |
Talisman, talisman grace my hand | |
Talisman grace my hand. | |
Kings are nothing more without the glory and the wealth behind their thinking | |
Let me feel the choice of seeing dawn or setting sun before | |
I die Myriads of painted faces rush behind the eye of the uncertain | |
Talisman, talisman grace my hand | |
Talisman grace my hand. (Recitative) | |
Let me live only to do | |
And let me do only to live | |
My steel image comes with the sun | |
And that’s where it slumbers now. | |
Talisman, talisman grace my hand | |
Talisman grace my hand. |
BachmanCummings | |
Trinkets worn with colours matching, ' saddened eyes' has lost its magic touch | |
People from a distant hill have crossed an everstretching sea of sand | |
Artificial flowers cannot die for life within them is illusion | |
Talisman, talisman grace my hand | |
Talisman grace my hand. | |
Figures made of pedigrees control the nonexistent soul of | |
John Smith | |
Walk the creature let it run but slacken not the rope to which it' s bound | |
Ships in bottles cannot sail and neither can a tombstone kill a feather | |
Talisman, talisman grace my hand | |
Talisman grace my hand. | |
Kings are nothing more without the glory and the wealth behind their thinking | |
Let me feel the choice of seeing dawn or setting sun before | |
I die Myriads of painted faces rush behind the eye of the uncertain | |
Talisman, talisman grace my hand | |
Talisman grace my hand. Recitative | |
Let me live only to do | |
And let me do only to live | |
My steel image comes with the sun | |
And that' s where it slumbers now. | |
Talisman, talisman grace my hand | |
Talisman grace my hand. |
BachmanCummings | |
Trinkets worn with colours matching, ' saddened eyes' has lost its magic touch | |
People from a distant hill have crossed an everstretching sea of sand | |
Artificial flowers cannot die for life within them is illusion | |
Talisman, talisman grace my hand | |
Talisman grace my hand. | |
Figures made of pedigrees control the nonexistent soul of | |
John Smith | |
Walk the creature let it run but slacken not the rope to which it' s bound | |
Ships in bottles cannot sail and neither can a tombstone kill a feather | |
Talisman, talisman grace my hand | |
Talisman grace my hand. | |
Kings are nothing more without the glory and the wealth behind their thinking | |
Let me feel the choice of seeing dawn or setting sun before | |
I die Myriads of painted faces rush behind the eye of the uncertain | |
Talisman, talisman grace my hand | |
Talisman grace my hand. Recitative | |
Let me live only to do | |
And let me do only to live | |
My steel image comes with the sun | |
And that' s where it slumbers now. | |
Talisman, talisman grace my hand | |
Talisman grace my hand. |