I Don’t Sing That Song

Only Love

Walk In The Dark

Empty Nights

One Way Or The Other

Dig Deep

Fade To Black

What Is It Worth?

Old Love Songs

Robert Barsky - Words, Music, Vocals, Guitars, Keyboards, Electric Drums
Peter Keltz - Lead, Rhythm, Bass & Backward Guitars
Rich Arbaugh - Lead Guitar on I Donít Sing That Song
Lee Polsky - Horns on Walk In The Dark
Special thanks to Matt Porter & Dr. Dream
all songs* copyright © 1989 - Robert E. Barsky
"thanks for listening"

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I DON'T SING THAT SONG

In the days of not too long ago we heard
the sound that pointed to a better way;
Reaching to everyone, reaching to everyone.
And the words of the music makers sounded
like the prophets of a dawning age;
Reaching to everyone, reaching to everyone.

But now they tell me times are changing,
That it ain't love it's what you got;
They say those days are fading,
But their words just don't mean a lot,
Because, I don't sing that song.
No baby, I don't sing that song.

ONLY LOVE

I hear you talking although you've yet to speak;
I hear the words you say though you're fast asleep.
Don't ask me how babe and just believe it's true;
You know it's only love gonna get us through.

Well don't you know it's only love, only love,
only love.

And when I look into your eyes, late at night,
Here's the thing I find.
You know I find it's only love, only love,
Makes it come alive.

Don't have to say it, don't have to make a sound;
Just have to touch me girl and all words are found.
Just have to hold me closer in the night;
You know it's only love gonna make it right.

WALK IN THE DARK

Just knocking at the door, picking at the lock and more,
Looking for an edge, looking for an understanding;
Seemed so believable, felt so invincible,
The future was now and we were just passing by the
Old ways, come what may; we'd be together.
Some things never change, now and forever.

All lovers walk in the dark,
Searching for each other.
All lovers walk in the dark,
Looking for one another.

Woodstock mindset unfolds, citing problems of the soul,
Looking for luck, looking for an inspiration.
Seemed unbelievable, so inconceivable,
That suddenly a time would come when you'd get caught up,
In the new daze, come what may; we'd be together.
Some things never change, now and forever.
All lovers walk in the dark.

EMPTY NIGHTS

Oh, don't the empty nights move slow?
Come without a warning, loneliness undaunted,
Can't seem to let it go.
And then it's over babe and you feel the cold,
That chill that moves into your soul,
That icy state of mind.
You know as life's confusion's come staring you
into the eyes.
There ain't no easy way, there's just the price
that you pay, believe it.
Still we go on and on, sorting the right from the wrong,
to feel it.

ONE WAY OR THE OTHER

Hey baby, can't you hear the call?
A world in trouble, a world that's getting smaller.
All in the same boat, and it's a rockin' ship.
It's sounding S.O.S. you know it sounds like this;

You gotta make your choice, one way or the other.
You gotta settle it quick, talking to each other.

Hey modern time babe seem to have raised the stakes,
If we're to make it, here's what it's gonna take.

You gotta make your choice, one way or the other.
You gotta settle it quick, talking to each other.

You've got to look that evil in the eye,
As we start planning our attack;
'Cause this is the only time, and we've got to seize
it now.
We're talking 'bout our future and there's no
turning back.

DIG DEEP

There ain't no comin' back, there ain't no comin' back.
There ain't no comin' back, there ain't no comin' back.
Who's that knocking at midnight?
Which is knocking at the door?
What's that tripping on starlight?
When's that someone gonna call?
Well they'll be no one to meet you, to reach you,
When you begin to fall.
There'll be movement all around you, to surround you,
As you come back for more.
Overpriced, undersold, trying to repossess your soul.

You gotta dig deep, dig deep baby.
Dig deep, deep into the love.
You gotta dig deep, dig deep baby.
Dig deep, deep into the law.

'Cause there ain't no coming back.
There ain't no coming back.
Dig deep, dig deep baby.

FADE TO BLACK

Fade to black;
Close your eyes and pretend it ain't there.
Fade to black;
Turn away don't look, don't stare.
Fade to black;
Just ignore it, it will go away.
Fade to black;
Think about it on another day.

Hey baby you're dreaming, these things are real and
you're seeing only shades of gray.
And they you,
Fade to black,
Turn the sound and the picture off.
Fade to black,
It don't affect your world at all.

It's getting close, close enough to feel;
But you've got everything you need.

Fade to black.

WHAT IS IT WORTH?

I've seen the color of the night that turns to
morning sunshine.
I've heard the tales of olden times and knew
that they were part mine.
I've tasted waters from the storm, though freezing
cold they kept me warm.

What is it worth to gain the world then leave the
love behind you?
What is the price you put on having peace of mind?
What is it worth?
What is it worth to you?

What will it take to make you see?
When will you start to reason?
You've got to stop, you've got to know, you've got
to make it in your own.
And what is it worth?

There's gonna be a time for light, there'll be a
time for color.
There's gonna be those special nights, when there'll be
time for lovers.
And though time can't be right or wrong,
To me it always comes up song.
And what is it worth?

OLD LOVE SONGS

Well every night as she's dancing all alone,
Just a matter of time and then we're right down
to the bone.
Singing blue, but I don't know why,
Just dancing all night, that far away look in her eye.

She's singing old love songs,
They're coming out all wrong,
But she goes right along her way.
She's seeking new magic,
Seems so tragic,
As she keeps dancing in a daze.

Well everybody's calling out for more,
But she's had enough, and gets escorted to the door.
Singing blue, but I don't know why,
Walks into the night, that far away look in her eyes.

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