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Pyramid

The Alan Parsons Project

℗ 1978 Arista Records AB 4108

The Alan Parsons Project • 1978 • Pyramid

Если диск «I Robot» был взглядом из сегодняшнего дня в будущий, то следующий альбом можно считать взглядом из сегодня в прошлое. Тему египетских пирамид Парсонз и Вульфсон выбрали не случайно. Однако менялся исходный характер концептуальных альбомов. Некоторые песни диска выпадали из общей темы. На этом же лонгплее выкристаллизовался состав ансамбля ALAN PARSONS PROJECT, почти не менявшийся долгое время: кроме Парсонза и Вульфсона, в нем играли гитарист Йен Бейрнсон, басист Дэвид Пэйтон, ударник Стюарт Эллиот и клавишник Дункан Маккей.

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What Goes Up…

What goes up must come down.
What must rise must fall...
And what goes on in your life
Is writing on the wall!
If all things must fall,
Why build a miracle at all?
If all things must pass,
Even a miracle won't last.
What goes up must come down.
What must stand alone?
And what goes on in your mind
Is turning into stone!
If all things must fall
Why build a miracle at all?
If all things must pass,
Even a pyramid won't last...

How can you be so sure?
How do you know what the end will endure?
How can you be so sure
That the wonders you've made in your life
Will be seen
By the millions who'll follow to visit the site
Of your dream?

What goes up must come down...
What goes 'round must come 'round...
What's been lost must be found...

The Eagle Will Rise Again

And I could easily fall from grace,
Then another would take my place
For the chance to behold your face...

And the days of my life are but grains of sand
As they fall from your open hand
At the call of the wind's command...

Many words are spoken when there's nothing to say.
They fall upon the ears of those who don't know the way
To read between the lines, that lead between the lines
That lead me to you.

All that I ask you
Is, show me how to follow you and I'll obey.
Teach me how to reach you, I can't find my way.
Let me see the light...Let me be the light.

As the sun turns slowly around the sky
Till the shadow of night is high...
The eagle will learn to fly.

And the days of his life are but grains of sand
As they fall from your open hand
And vanish among the land.

Many words are spoken when there's nothing to say...
They fall upon the ears of those who don't know the way
To read between the lines, by following the signs
That can lead to you...

But show me how to follow you and I'll obey.
Teach me how to reach you, I can't find my way.
Let me see the light...Let me be the light.

And so, with no warning, nor last goodbyes,
In the shadow of the morning skies,
The eagle will rise
Again.

One More River

Don't look back 'cause there's one more river.
Don't turn your back, you got one more river to cross.
No more fightin', no more dyin',
No more cheatin', no more lyin'.

Don't look back 'cause there's one more river.
Don't turn your back, you got one more river to cross.
Don't start askin' the rhyme or reason,
Don't hold back, it's the time of the season.

One more mile and one more road...
One last bridge and one less load...
One
More
River...

Don't look back you got one more river!
Don't turn your back, you got one more river to cross...
Don't start askin' the rhyme or reason,
Don't hold back, it's the time of the season!

One more mile and one more road...
One last bridge and one less load...
One more river.
One more river!

Can't Take It with You

Well, I sympathize completely,
But there's nothing I can do.
I am just a humble servant
With a message here for you.
Well I know you have good reasons
And there's things you've got to do,
But the boatman won't be waiting
And he's leaving here with you.
And you can't take it with you,
No matter what you do.
No, you can't take it with you,
Not the place you're going to...

(One more mile, one more road, one last bridge, one less load.)

Well I sympathize completely,
But there's nothing I can do.
I am just obeying orders,
I'm a simple soul like you.
Well you really are persuasive,
But I've heard it all before
And the boatman's getting restless
As he stands upon the shore...
And you can't take it with you,
No matter what you do.
No, you can't take it with you,
Not the place you're going to...

Can't take it with you...
Can't take it with you...
Can't take it with you...
Can't take it with you...

Pyromania

There are pyramids in my head!
There's one underneath my bed!
And my lady's getting cranky.
Every possible location
Has a simple explanation
And it isn't hanky-panky.

I have read, somewhere in a book,
They improve all your food and your wine.
It's said that everything you grow in your garden will pretty fine,
Instead, all I ever get is a pain in the neck and a
Yap yap yap yap yap yap yap yap!

I've consulted all the sages,
I could find in the yellow pages,
But there aren't many of them...
And the mayan panoramas
On my pyramid pajamas
Haven't helped my little problem.

I've been told someone in the know
Can be sure that his luck is as good as gold,
Money in the bank and you don't even pay for it if you fold
A dollar in the shape of the pyramid that's printed on the back.

It's no lie.
You can keep the edge of a razor as sharp as an eagle's eye.
You can grow a hedge that is vertically straight, over ten feet high.
All you really need is a pyramid and just a little luck.

I have read, somewhere in a book,
They improve all your food and wine
And I've been told,
Someone in the know
Can be sure of his good luck and it's no lie.
All you really need is a little bit of pyramidic
Help!

Shadow of a Lonely Man

Look at me now, a shadow of the man I used to be...
Look through my eyes and through the years of loneliness you'll see...
To the times in my life when I could not bear to lose
A simple game.
And the least of it all was the fortune and the fame...
But the dream seemed to end just as soon as it had begun...
Was I to know?
For the last thing of all that was on my mind
Was the close at the end of the show.
The shadow of a lonely man feels nobody else...

In the shadow of a lonely, lonely man
I can see myself...

(Looking out of nowhere...Looking out of nowhere...)

But the sound of the crowds when they come to see me now,
Is not the same.
And the jest of it all is I can't recall my name.
But I cling to a hope till I can't hold on anymore...anymore...
And for all the acclaim, I am all alone!
And I see as I look through the door,

The shadow of a lonely man...There's nobody else...
In the shadow of a lonely, lonely man
I can see myself!

...Look at me now, a shadow of the man I used to be....