Look to the past and remember no empire rises that sooner or later won’t fall.
AL STEWARTLook to the past and remember no empire rises that sooner or later won’t fall.
AL STEWARTAnd all the songs I ever sung each one of them untied me And all the girls I ever loved have left themselves inside me.
AL STEWARTShe comes out of the sun in a silk dress, running like a water color in the rain.
AL STEWARTWhoever you pretend to be, you must face yourself eventually.
AL STEWARTOf all the girls I ever knew some loved and some denied me And all the words I ever said have been no use to hide me.
AL STEWARTThe literati in their cellarsPerform semantic tarantellas.I wish I did it half as well as them.
AL STEWARTOnly two to three per cent of an audience is interested in words and pays attention to lyrics.
AL STEWARTAnd peer down the highway from here to eternity and reach out for love on the run.
AL STEWARTLouis Armstrong playing trumpet on the Judgment Day.
AL STEWARTI know there’s a big bad world out there, but I rarely come across it.
AL STEWARTYou gave him a license to steal.
AL STEWARTSomeone said they saw you in Nepal a long time back. Tell me why you look away, don’t you have a word to say?
AL STEWARTDon’t bother asking for explanations, she’ll just tell you that she came in the year of the cat.
AL STEWARTDo you remember the church across the sands? You stood outside and planned to travel the lands, where the pilgrims go.
AL STEWARTThe evening sings in a voice of amber, the dawn is surely coming.
AL STEWARTThere’s room in the world for one historical folk-rock singer to make a decent living, and I happen to be it.
AL STEWART