Song | Cecil Taylor |
Artist | Jonathan Wilson |
Album | Fanfare |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Heaven and earth collide | |
May the spirit’s guide be the one I navigate tonight | |
Well I’m just another hardened set of eyes | |
Looking for a miracle | |
Never the twain shall meet | |
Not even Jesus and al-Salam upon the street | |
So now violence and intolerance | |
Disappear as energy | |
Completely alone I remember the story | |
We all see the thunderbolt | |
We all feel the glory | |
It moves underneath us | |
The river - the blood of our heart | |
It’s been there from the | |
Start… | |
Strangers and old friends arrive | |
Cecil Taylor’s on the White House lawn tonight | |
Still now hope it travels wide | |
Uncertain times | |
Listen for the miracle… | |
Heaven and earth collide | |
May the spirit’s guide be the one I navigate tonight | |
Well I’m just another hardened set of eyes | |
Looking for a miracle … | |
When completely alone I remember the story | |
We all see the thunderbolt | |
We all feel the glory | |
It moves underneath us | |
The river - the blood of our heart | |
It’s been there from the | |
Start… | |
Start… | |
Start… | |
Start……… |
Heaven and earth collide | |
May the spirit' s guide be the one I navigate tonight | |
Well I' m just another hardened set of eyes | |
Looking for a miracle | |
Never the twain shall meet | |
Not even Jesus and alSalam upon the street | |
So now violence and intolerance | |
Disappear as energy | |
Completely alone I remember the story | |
We all see the thunderbolt | |
We all feel the glory | |
It moves underneath us | |
The river the blood of our heart | |
It' s been there from the | |
Start | |
Strangers and old friends arrive | |
Cecil Taylor' s on the White House lawn tonight | |
Still now hope it travels wide | |
Uncertain times | |
Listen for the miracle | |
Heaven and earth collide | |
May the spirit' s guide be the one I navigate tonight | |
Well I' m just another hardened set of eyes | |
Looking for a miracle | |
When completely alone I remember the story | |
We all see the thunderbolt | |
We all feel the glory | |
It moves underneath us | |
The river the blood of our heart | |
It' s been there from the | |
Start | |
Start | |
Start | |
Start |
Heaven and earth collide | |
May the spirit' s guide be the one I navigate tonight | |
Well I' m just another hardened set of eyes | |
Looking for a miracle | |
Never the twain shall meet | |
Not even Jesus and alSalam upon the street | |
So now violence and intolerance | |
Disappear as energy | |
Completely alone I remember the story | |
We all see the thunderbolt | |
We all feel the glory | |
It moves underneath us | |
The river the blood of our heart | |
It' s been there from the | |
Start | |
Strangers and old friends arrive | |
Cecil Taylor' s on the White House lawn tonight | |
Still now hope it travels wide | |
Uncertain times | |
Listen for the miracle | |
Heaven and earth collide | |
May the spirit' s guide be the one I navigate tonight | |
Well I' m just another hardened set of eyes | |
Looking for a miracle | |
When completely alone I remember the story | |
We all see the thunderbolt | |
We all feel the glory | |
It moves underneath us | |
The river the blood of our heart | |
It' s been there from the | |
Start | |
Start | |
Start | |
Start |