My Blood Runs Cold

Dreams

My Love Song

Ain’t It Enough 

Too Close To The Edge

Let’s Really Go

Life Is A Gamble

New Tradition

How Ya Gonna Lose?

Robert Barsky - Words, Music, Vocals, Guitars, Keyboards, Electric Drums
Peter Keltz
Lead Guitar
Andy Watts - Lead Guitar on My Blood Runs Cold
Special thanks to Matt Porter
Rob's Hairstylist - Lisa Polsky
all songs* copyright 1991 - Robert E. Barsky
* My Blood Runs Cold  copyright 1991 - Robert E. Barsky & Andrew Watts
"thanks for listening"

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MY BLOOD RUNS COLD

In the middle of a broken song;
That seems it's going wrong.
In the center of a busted dream;
And can't get back to sleep.

Another kind of music resonating deep within my soul;
Another kind of sound I'd never heard.
Another kind of message being sent
from somewhere way beyond;
Another kind of feeling I don't know.
As my blood runs cold.

Midway through a mangled day;
That seems to never change.
Somewhere between yin and yang;
It all comes tumbling down.

Another kind of magic comes
and casts it's spell upon the night;
Another kind of mystery to behold.
Another kind of miracle that turns the darkness into light;
Another kind of wizardry unfolds.
As my blood runs cold.

DREAMS

Well I've been nighttime runnin'
Chasing blues through the night.
Well I've been freedom huntin'
But finding no end in sight.

'Cause they're selling dreams.
They're selling dreams.
Dreams of happy times,
Dreams of feeling right,
Dreams to make you feel like you're free;
Dreams of special days,
Dreams of better ways,
Dreams about the person you'll be.

Well I've been high time hoping,
Evolution's on ice.
And I've been mind-line scoping
Illusion's rolling the dice.

They're selling dreams.
They're selling dreams.
Dreams of finer things,
Dreams of history,
Dreams surpassing life as you know;
Dreams of visions come,
Dreams of fancy love,
Dreams about the ebb and the flow.

MY LOVE SONG

My love song, doesn't sleep at night;
It stays awake keeping you in it's sight.
My love song, doesn't fade away;
It lingers on like the love that we make.

When you hold me and show me love;
When you teach me with your tender touch.

My love song, doesn't drift apart;
It gains it's strength from the love in your heart.
My love song, doesn't disappear;
It grows and grows with the passage of years.

AIN'T IT ENOUGH

Visions of another age.
A future look.
See if things have really changed.
Or is it still by the book?

Ain't it enough we've been rocked by the roll of time.
Ain't it enough we've been caught in the swirl of,
Image and false desires.
Heaven's been on my mind again.
I couldn't get much higher,
If I'm on a rocket sailing out to the night.

The battle lines are being drawn,
For God knows what.
No matter what's won or lost,
It won't be enough.

Ain't it enough we've been rarely understood?
Ain't it enough we've been caught in the trap of;
Image and false desires.
Heaven's been on my mind again.
I couldn't get much higher,
If I'm on a rocket sailing out to the night.
Idols and cheap illusions,
Hearing them call my name.
Blessed are those who try now,
Blessed are those who make it through the game.

Ain't it enough we've been rocked by the roll of time.
Ain't it enough we've been caught in the swirl of,
Image and cheap desires.
Heaven's been on my mind again.
I couldn't get much higher,
If I'm on a rocket sailing out to the night.
Idols and false illusions,
Hearing them call my name.
Blessed are those who try now,
Blessed are those who make it through the game.

TOO CLOSE (TO THE EDGE THIS TIME)

The door swung open yeah, and standing on the landing,
Was a vision that defied my understanding;
Breathing fire, dripping molten lava drops.

Then in the give and take of pleasant conversation,
My mind starts reeling from this recent fasination,
Oh the knowledge of it, oh the way she rocks.

H ave I stepped too close to the edge this time?
Step a little too close to the edge this time?
I'll need your help babe to pull me back tonight.

Don't wanna really know,
My mind's about six light years from home;
And all my fears are gone.

LET'S REALLY GO

It comes with early morning,
Question begins to flash;
Don't give no early warning,
It's just planet crash.

Ain't got no rhyme nor reason,
Logic is not a must;
You say a word it's treason,
We'll need a lot of luck,
As we try to;

Go, let’s go, let’s really go,
Let's go and take it to the place
that the heart calls home.
Yeah let's go, let's go, let's really go,
let's go and take it to the place
that the heart calls home.

LIFE IS A GAMBLE

Life is a gamble, a matter of chance,
It's tempting the fates with the placing of a bet.
Well it's a chuck-a-luck, pinball, loaded dice
slot machine.
Life is a gamble, it's the chasing of a dream.

Well it's the flip of the coin, the turn of the wheel,
It's a hundred to one shot in the para-mutual.
You gotta see, call, cover, fade, stand pat,
and go in blind.
Lay a wager, stand the hazard one more time.

You gotta take a flyer, run the risk,
Tempt you fortune, trust to accidents.
Yeah, it's a fan-tan, potshot, long odds, poker game.
Well it's jackpot, snake-eyes,
Nothing ventured nothing gained

Well it's the turn of the tables, the fall of the cards,
It's a one-armed bandit, it's a shot in the dark.
You need a stake, pot, kitty, chips,
Then you gotta ante up.
Life is a gamble, it's a spin with lady luck.

NEW TRADITION

In the beginning in the Garden of Eden
Home of forbidden fruit and original sin;
They tell me God got so upset about an apple,
That he condemed the whole world to suffer in pain.

I think it's time to start a new, new, new tradition.
It's time for new, new, new, tradition.

My mind's been opened,
But my body's shot.
I know just what I want,
But it can't be bought.

Forget the burning bush, let's put out the fire;
It's time to find something new under the sun.
Let's not wait 'til the end of time, lookin' through a glass darker;
Before we realize that we can be one.

HOW YA GONNA LOSE?

I hear the rattling of swords,
I hear the calling of the Lords,
Yeah there's a sand trap in the oil map
that just might fall;
And though it don't belong to us
there's a higher question at stake.
Yeah it's something that we worship,
Fighting over money again.

Well you can call it due course,
And you can call it just cause,
And you can call it desert shield
and tell you me that it's God's will.
But M - O - N - E - Y is the way it's spelled.
Hey ain't you seen it before?
Don't you know the way it's gonna end?

How ya gonna lose?
How ya gonna lose?
How ya gonna lose?
How ya gonna lose?
When you've got air superiority
and U.N. authority.

Well they got chemical stockpiles,
We got a nuclear arsenals;
They got tanks and planes,
We got guts and Yankee brains;
Look at the money in your pocket,
don't they say "In God We Trust"?
So stop asking questions
hop on the war bus.

Well we just cannot let it be,
'cause you know freedom's our thing,
And a nice little war can be
so good for the economy.
Especially if you're the guy
selling the body bags.
So send 'em back to the `stone age'
Draw some new lines on the map.

Well you can make a bet,
That we ain't seen the worst yet,
But if your boy gets killed,
You know those dog-tags make a nice pet.
And we don't discriminate,
We're sending women over too.
Instead of teaching home-ec,
We can teach 'em desert warfare in school.

How ya gonna lose?

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Future Music - The Complete Lyrics
Volume IX

all songs copyright 1985 -2006 Robert E. Barsky