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Top Jack Bruce, Ships In The Night

Ships in the night
Searching for day
Beckoning lips
So far away
Shadows adrift
Hiding from light
Ships in the night
Sometimes you feel
Then again you can't
Morning comes down
Soon after the dance
Time slowly drowns
Streets so unreal
Needing to heal
Harbours of love
Shining so calm
Far beyond pain
Outside of harm
Why must we move
Into the rain
Again ...
Ships in the night
Riding the waves
Yesterday slips
Into the haze
Memories ripped
Sliding from sight
Ships in the night
Maybe you win
Maybe you lose
Future seems like
Just another ruse
Sirens invite
Us to begin
Come right on in
Harbours of love
Shining so calm
Far beyond pain
Outside of harm
Why must we move
Out of the sun
Into the rain

Top Jack Bruce, Running Through Our Hands

Running through our hands
In the waving grass
One harvest time can't stop them now
Cities made of sand
That were built to last
No one man sky to tell them how
Seasons kiss, collide and miss
Stars still turn and sometimes burn
And the stones alone laugh . . .
Passing through our arms
Go each others loves
One woman sea can't break their fall
Blossoms in your gaze,
Stormclouds race above
One season more they've grown so tall
Seasons kiss, collide and miss
Stars still turn and sometimes burn

Top Jack Bruce, Rope Ladder To The Moon

You asked me to a party
To a house just by the moon
You gave me silver loving
The end was all too soon
You asked me to the theatre
In a place quite near the sun
You gave me golden sunbeams
Your act was all in fun
Rope ladder to the moon!
You asked me to a meeting
In a cottage in the snow
You gave me central heating
I can't forget the glow
You asked me to a weekend
Down by the stormy sea
You took me to a ceremony
And the sacrifice - was me!
You asked me to a stormcloud
Up near the rainbow's end
Then you threw away the ladder
And gave me to your friend
You took me to a prison
And you said it's chief was me
Then you locked me deep inside you
And threw away the key

Top Jack Bruce, Ricin (daylight Gathering)

Dark in the trees, wind in your hair
Daylight gathering
My kid on his knees digging for gold
Daylight gathering
Green storms from your eyes transformed into air
Daylight gathering
Restless deep sky half truths are told
Daylight gathering
Clear maps of the stars in my daughter's smile
Daylight visible
Beautiful scars days gilded with tears
Daylight visible
Your eyes hold me deep no distance in miles
Daylight's gathering
Robbed of its sleep your touch laced with fears
Daylight gathering
Traces of dark in the sweat of my bass
Calm light gathering
Depths in her glances, light from her face
Calm made visible
The moon looks for her in all the wrong places
Darkness calling
Her eyes still hold deep a love turned from sleep
Dark made audible
Clear maps of the skies in my daughter's eyes
Calmness visible
Star turning words laughing with eyes
Dark made visible
Clouds moving fast across their concrete lives
Darkness visible
We're losing the sight, we're losing the light
Calmness visible
I'm losing this world, we're losing this world
Skies clouded with fears scars laced with tears
Your hands on my face all's in its place

Top Jack Bruce, Progress

We used to walk those golden streets
But where's the glitter gone?
The times we knew, falling back into blue
From this moment on
We used to sail such silver seas
But they have lost their glow
The days we danced, have denied their romance
Ain't nowhere to go
Looking through cold windows, at the autumn flying by
I wait for memories to come home
All this time, without you, and I search the sky
So sad, the sun is on its own
Love used to wear a sapphire smile
Maybe a diamond grin
The years we played were destroyed in the raids
All the fools that we've been
Look out at the wild world through the sweet and sour rain
I wish the ache would lose its sting
All these broken chances 'cause I missed the train
Tomorrow just don't mean a thing
We used to march against the night
Now there's so little shine
The minds we moved have slipped out of the groove
Now that you are not mine
The seasons just don't rhyme

Top Jack Bruce, Pieces Of Mind

Pieces of mind
See how they ran
Prizes of sun
Still to be won
When the life is made of straw
Waves that pound against the door
Leave me at the place of throw it away throw it away
Leave it today
Keep me dancing stop me grasping
Clouds that turn the dust on touching
Times I'm so far from what I want
So much the same
Living in games
Pieces of cake
Until they break apart
The say the plane that comes to pass never rhymes
Now it burns on grass too steep to climb
Best of friends
Until the flowers end
Mines have taken their place
Darkness in their face
Now the golden coach is here
Can you cure me of the fear
Should I move into the clear
Find a time in which I throw it away get out today
Keep me singing stop me clutching
Rooms that turn to dust on clutching
Times I'm so far from what I want
Merry-go-round
In a town without sound
Wings for hire
From the church with no choir
The burning ship is sailing
It will not leave without me -
throw it way get out today
Get out today
- Keep me singing stop me clutching
Rooms that turn to dust on leaving

Top Jack Bruce, Peaces Of The East

They walk on my head
They run through my bed
I hear those voices everywhere
Screamin' ragged down the road
Like a river's overflowed
They got mud in their hair
They dance in your face
They're wrecking my place
No medical care
Pieces of east, nieces of beast, there's no retreat
Sweating with heat, military feet, out in the streets
We've got the least, where is the feast, always repeats...
They yell in my dreams
They bang big tureens
They say they love their nightmare
Pieces of east, nieces of beast, there's no retreat
Sweating with heat, military feet, out in the streets
We've got the least, where is the feast, always repeats...
They dance in my brain
They drive me insane
I see their faces everywhere
Dying happy hand in hand
Why don;t they take a stand

Top Jack Bruce, One

Face next to mine in the mirror
Love for an hour's history
Only one, just begun
Trying to keep from sleeping
Live in the soft memory
Inly one, just begun
Says in the tune where there's plenty
Gold for a life's treasury
Only two, what to do
Searched in the moon, found the answers
Sold to the next mystery
Only two, what to do
Get back on the track, singing
Thirty shows, change of clothes, face in rows, glowing
Ties torn, shadows born, stormy
Match away, less to say, gone astray, time to pay --
Then there's just empty rooms again
Swept streets
Clean sun sheets
Face next to mine in the darkness
Row down the river with me
Ships that pass, never last
Trying to keep from waking
Know how the lives used to be
Ships that pass never last
Get back on the track, singing
Thirty shows, change of clothes, face in rows, glowing
Ties torn, shadows born, stormy
Match away, less to say, time to pay, gone astray --
Then there's just autumn rooms again
Swept streets

Top Jack Bruce, Never Tell Your Mother She's Out Of Tune

When I hear that big black whistle they blow
I feel inside it's time for me to be going
Fortunately baby I'd already gone before
When they say I'm worth ten pieces of coal
And you shouting hey what about when you are an old man
Fortunately baby I'd already locked the door
They say there are men who are blue like me in the stars
Beards for the weird and bars for bizarre guitarmen
Fortunately baby I'd already joined the force
Good time train well it does not need any track
It wins the race to the place where I'm gonna pack up
Fortunately baby I'd already grabbed the sky
All the days that the road has spent on me
Judges shout you must slave to be a freeman
Fortunately baby I am never coming back

Top Jack Bruce, Morning Story

Running, jumping, pushing it's way
Morning nighttime blends into day
Can't find curtains to shut it away
We were alone in the hills of the night
Now the neon dawn let's in the light
And the Milkman that nobody knows
Leaves bottles of tears
At the house full of laughter
Nobody ever hears
O the grass is burned black
By the ships coming back from the stars, golden stars
Sea turned to steam
When we boiled the dream of tomorrow, tomorrow
When it gets light
Some of them always stay
She's dressed in white
Till then smoke turns her grey
Falling, stumbling, feeling it's way
Morning nighttime moves into day
Can;t find warmth to keep it away
Used to be alone on the waves of cloud
Now the flotsam dawn brings in the crowd
And the angel who sits in the car
Full of desire
But the hoses who came from the town
Put out her fire
O the seas have run dy
And the sun's one good eye is to blind to see
Sky has gone bad
From the good times we had burning bright, such good times
When it gets light
Some of them always stay
She's dressed in white

Top Jack Bruce, He The Richmond

There comes an affair in the tides of men
When you can't go back again
Yes there comes a darkness in the affairs of light
When you can't hold back the night
So you go where your mind will keep
Where the rain plays the restless to sleep
On the notes of a broken piano
O the rivers and the seas and you that ride them forever
They called my name to your darkeyed ranks to leave them
never
Yes my name it is written in the sand
And it can't escape your sweeping hand
There comes a time as tides must come
When they leave, take some, leave some
Yes there comes a wave in the seas of men
When you can't swim back again
So you go where your mind will keep
Where the wind lulls the restless to sleep

Top Jack Bruce, Heart Quake

Take me with you
Where you're going to
Miss Lonely
Why drive wild
Into distance
Miss Lonely
Away from this bitter time
Dark winds crying
And I'll find the sun in your eyes
In your soul
The dawn will no more
See us break apart
Your love always wakes my heart
Shakes my heart
Take me down with you
Make me drown in you
Miss Lonely
Counting the hours to
To our rendezvous
Miss Lonely
So cool are the waters
Where the pain is softly dying
And I'll see no scars in the sky
For you and I
The dawn will no more
Hear us breaking apart
Your love always makes my heart

Top Jack Bruce, I've Always Wanted to Do This

Mickey the Fiddler
(Bruce/Hart)
I saw a man on Primrose Hill
Mickey the fiddler was there
Reaching out for the highest note
He could extract from the air
With his fiddle and bow
I saw a man on Primrose Hill
Mickey the fiddler stood there
At an angle to the universe
Standing utterly still
Small man in a big world
And with the warming of the seasons
And with yje changing of his mind
He walks out from the prison
He cries, "Thank you sir"
I saw a man on Primrose Hill
Staring into my mind
He told the month when I was born
Told me what I would find
At the end of the rainbow
Mickey the fiddler's on Primrose Hill
His clothes worn down at the heel
At an angle to the universe
He stands utterly still
Small man in a big world
And with the warming of the seasons
And with the changing of his mind
He walks out from the prison
He cries, "Thank you sir"
Thank you sir

Top Jack Bruce, The Jack Bruce Collector's Edition

Hey now baby, get into my big black car
Hey now baby, get into my big black car
I want to just show you what my politics are
I support the left, though I'm leaning to the right
I support the left hey, though I'm leaning to the right
I'm just not there when it's coming to a fight
I'm a political man, and I practice what I preach
I'm a political man yeah, and I practice what I preach
So don't deny me baby, not while you're in my reach
Yeah come on baby, come on baby
Hey baby, get into my big black car
Hey baby, get into my big car
I want to just show you what my politics are
Come on baby yeah
Hey yeah baby, get into that big black car
Ooo yeah baby, get into my big car
I want to show you what my politics are
I want to just show you what my politics are
I wanted to show you what my politics are yeah
Yeah hey

Top Jack Bruce, A Question Of Time

See a flame in a town full of strangers
See a plane falling out of the blue
Every day when I'm chasing the dangers
I want to make love to you
See a fire in a street full of sadness
See a kid in the snow with no shoes
Every day when I'm chasing the madness
I want to make love to you
I just want to make love to you
I have to keep the picture everywhere I go
I keep it to myself so no one else will know
The world is crazy only thing I want to do
I want to make love to you
I have to keep the moment running through my head
I seem to feel your arms around me in my bed
The world is crazy only thing I want to do
I want to make love to you
(I can't stand being without you, baby
'Cos you're the one that's got the feeling for me
The people are reaching for power
I see the soldiers erasin' what's true (yes I do)
Every day when I'm chasing the hours
I want to make love to you
I want to make love

Top Jack Bruce, Songs For a Tailor [Remastered]

I'm going to a wedding
I'm going to a wedding dressed in black
I'm going to a party
Going to a party won't be back
And I'm not going with you
No
Trees are no longer a comfort messages sad in the wires
My hair is hung down with the bleakest of rain that I'm feeling
I'm going to the river
I'm going to the river wash my tears
I'm going to the mountains
Going to the mountains cooly fears
That I'm not going with you
No
Skies are no longer a comfort leaves turning back in the autumn
The corn is hung down with the heaviest rain that I'm feeling
I'm going to a fun'ral
I'm going to a fun'ral dressed in white
I'm going to a nightclub
Going to a nightclub to sleep with night
And I'm not going with you
No
Love is no longer a comfort
Fantastic times are forgotten
My heart is hung down with the saddest of rain that I'm feeling

Top Jack Bruce, As You Said

Let's go down to where it's clean
To see what time it might have been
The tides have carries of the beach
As you said
The sun is out of reach
Let's go back to where it's clean
To see what year it might have been
The roads have carried of the smiles
As you said
To judge them at the trails
So let's go back to now that's bad
To see what time we could have had
The rails have carried off the trains
As you said

Top Jack Bruce, 52nd Street

It's always raining in here
Each time I walk thro' these doors
Expensive suits and cheap whores
And I'm always sorry
Money flows real fast
Though I'm not supposed to touch
But they always say how much
They love my music
No matter what I wear
It's always freezing cold
And their teeth are made of sharpened gold
Tho' their smiles are polished white
Lives turn into units
In this building built with fear
They breathe contempt in here
And they call it the record business
Justice day will come
And this steel will turn to rust
And this concrete turn to dust
And I won't be sorry
My life outside of power
I see myself in the faces
Classes, groups and races
Locked out of power
Workers
Blacks
Jews
Children
Africa
Cuba

Top Jack Bruce, Golden Days

Keep those golden days
From going separate ways
Keep the harbour lights
Burning inside
The streets of old
Can't hear the names they call
Shelter from the cold
Long ago, so far inside
Where the past still tries to hide
Find the dusty sun sleeping
Trying to sail where rapids run
Riding our frail ships out to the sun
Playing for time, searching for signs
Save the eyes so bright
Can't stop the things they see
From closing in the night
Long ago, so far away
Where the fires spark and play
Keep the softest flame burning
Trying to sail where rapids run
Riding our frail ships out to the sun
Playing for signs, searching for time
Long ago, so far away
Where the fires spark and play

Top Jack Bruce, folk song

How will I find you O my love
In the darkness of day
I will look in glass forests
Where electric fish play
How will I see you when I find you
In the brightness of light
I will see you on the silver train
That people call night
How will I know you when I see you
In the bareness of spring
I will know you by starlight
Where the road's echoes sing
How will I love you when i know you
In the greyness of mist
I will love you forever
Where sadness hass kisses
Walking by the sea
See the names floating by
Trying to find each other's

Top Jack Bruce, Cold Island (for Cozy Powell)

Living on cold island
Your mail comes on the wind
Messages and memories
Of all the things you've been
Living on cold island
You can't forget the rain
Remembering the long roads
You'll have to try again
And it's always on your mind
(And it's always on your mind)
And the grinding of the stone
(And the grinding of the stone)
Never getting home
Living on cold island
The love comes second hand
Formulas with fantasies
You do the best you can
Living on cold island
You can't keep out the pain
Recalling all the hard miles
You'll have to swim again
I had too much to lose, I'm telling you
I did not choose this life on cold island
Living on cold island
The radio is faint
Victories and voices
Keep calling you a saint
Living on cold island
You can't escape the flames
Burning up the sunset
And spelling out your name
And it's always in your heart
(And it's always in your heart)
And the shining of the track
(And the shining of the track)

Top Jack Bruce, Close Enough For Love

Close enough
Close enough for love
Will the pieces flow together
Close enough
Fitted like a glove
People can be friends and lovers
Spending the time
Feelin' that I'm
Living outside love
Without love
Nothing can grow
Close enough
Close enough for love
Play the changes through together
Feel it love
Growing my heart
Watch the fire start
To burn love
Spending the time
Feelin' that I'm
Living without love
Without love
Nothing tastes right
Without love
Without love
Close enough
Close enough for love
When push comes to shove you find love
Close enough
Close enough for love

Top Jack Bruce, Childsong

She shakes her head and says
That her last word is spoken
Tumbling down
Something she found
Where happiness lay
Not far away
Hear it now
You got so many ways
When the last chains are broken
Tumbling down
You hear a new sound
It's dark into day
Not far away
Hear it now
When summer leaves
The tangles that it weaves
Are floating in the wind
Hard to begin
To get back in
You stay but it's never in only one piece
You got to find release
He runs away and plays
His laughter is just awoken
Tumbling down
The eyes of a clown
And truth sings today
Not far away

Top Jack Bruce, Can You Follow

Hey can you follow,
Now that the trace is fainter
In the sand
Try turning your face to the wall
Can you still read me
Now that the chase is wilder
In your hand
Try losing your place in the sun
All the praises of the dream
Turned to tangles in the trees
All yesterday's fine chariots
Turned to buses in the street
Can you still hear me
Now that the songs ar moving
Into night

Top Jack Bruce, Boston Ball Game

Hey when Well hello there baby
the time comes if you hate it
will you hate it so much
won't you Why not leave it
keep your head maybe try like me too?
In the games We who were your fathers
of the Have shared out all
sunshine? tomorrows sunshine
Well that Time is passing baby
time has come if you let it
and you it will make you
can't do do what they want
what you want Maybe be like them too
now your mind Those who were our fathers
is not Peer from inside their towers

Top Jack Bruce, Bizniz

We were walking tall
Made the world look smaller than it was
The hole was bigger than the half
We gave the dogs
They just got the crumbs
Now become much humbler than they thought
The loss was smaller than the gain
And they got caught
Taking stock, future shock
Bull the bears, fight the fair
Take the cake and then run, hear the gun
Get the price for the ice
Hawk the doves, kid the gloves
Have your fun and then head for the sun
Just keep running round and round
Until the final showdown
Don't slow down
Don't slow down
Don't slow down
We divide and rule
Makes the place feel cooler than it is
The heat is milder than the hell
We left the kids
They just got the shaft
The grade was much steeper and we laughed
The cross was smaller than Lorraine
And it won't last
Making it through the shit
Fattening rats, pirate gas
Smash and grab and then run, hear the gun
Lick the boot for the loot
Kiss the arse do it fast
Have your fun and then head for the sun
Just keep running round and round
Until the final showdown
Don't slow down
Don't slow down
Don't slow down
Don't slow down
Don't slow down
Don't slow down
Don't slow down
Don't slow down
Had to have it all
Made the mall feel bigger than its size
The gap was bigger than the shades
We gave the eyes
They just copped the dregs
Left the eggs more dodgy than the birds
The boss was hauled over the coals
The crazy turd
Raking up all the muck
In the box break the locks
Think of just number one hear the gun
Kill the goose cut 'em loose
Oil the land, nuke the band
Have your fun and then head for the sun
Just keep running round and round
Until the final showdown
Just keep running round and round
Until the final showdown
Don't slow down
Don't slow down
Don't slow down
Don't slow down
Don't slow down
Don't slow down
Just keep running round and round
Until the final showdown
Just keep running round and round
Until the final showdown

Top Jack Bruce, Shadows In the Air

Top Jack Bruce, Sunshine Of Your Love

Its getting near dawn,
When lights close their tired eyes.
Ill soon be with you my love,
To give you my dawn surprise.
Ill be with you darling soon,
Ill be with you when the stars start falling.
Ive been waiting so long
To be where Im going
In the sunshine of your love.
Im with you my love,
The lights shining through on you.
Yes, Im with you my love,
Its the morning and just we two.
Ill stay with you darling now,
Ill stay with you till my seas are dried up.
Chorus
Second verse
Ive been waiting so long
Ive been waiting so long
Ive been waiting so long
To be where Im going

Top Jack Bruce, The Clearout

You say you don't want me
Well I don't want you to go
You say you don't need me
You shut my hair in the door
You say you won't have me
You're leaving my wound all sore
Chorus:
Breakfast is goodnight
Yesterdays are old meals now
Times ripe for clearout
You say you can't eat it
Well I don't have any food
Yu say you can't face it
Well I'm not in any mood
You say you don't need it
You're leaving my head all chewed
(Chorus)
You say you can't stand it
well why don't you let it sit
You say you can't dig it
yet you'll never let me quit
you say you can't use it
you won't find a better fit

Top Jack Bruce, Theme For An Imaginary Western

When the wagons leave the city
For the forest, and further on
Painted wagons of the morning
Dusty roads where they have gone
Sometimes travelling through the darkness
Met the summer coming home
Fallen faces by the wayside
Looked as if they might have known
O the sun was in their eyes
And the desert that dries
In the country towns
Where the laughter sounds
O the dancing and the singing
O the music when they played
O the fires that they started
O the girls with no regret
Sometimes they found it
Sometimes they kept it
Often lost it on the way
Fought each other to possess it

Top Jack Bruce, Tickets To Water Falls

I bought you tickets for the waterfalls
and you poured away all the change
Trained your bicycle to dance
told it tales of window boxes and people with locks
While you filed away the time
and lost the place in the river
Couldn't do anything about the days
But I helped with some of the nights
You worked my blisters to the bone
playing songs of tiny men and bridges in wine
While you led the time astray
and lost your head in the rainbow
You never saw anything glittering
but you had to melt it down
I made you rivers all run dry
soaked them up with train timetables and carpets of lies
And I listened to your smile

Top Jack Bruce, Time Repairs

If you can take a part of time and bend it back again
Maybe change all the tears all the fallen years
Will you be there in the night?
When the shadows of our fantasies stand around with keys
Unreal suns might dance across the floor
Unsung songs sing themselves once more
If two can sail in a ship
On the sea
'Til we cross the line never giving in
Walking in weather where lies won't shine
Will you be there in the morning?
Still organising that four or five sizes can be worn
In the storm

Top Jack Bruce, Timeslip

Leaves falling
Face down on the ground
Lie in the rusty crowd
That waits in the pouring rain
By the pavements of grey
In autumn days
Days spending tie
Outside the place of laughter
Brave weddings
On summer mornings
Gardens of proud husbands
That wait in the silver sun
As the fields come awake
Lost summer days
Days spending time
Making the songs of laughter

Top Jack Bruce, To Isengard

And so our time is fields of sleep
And so our bed is endless deep
And so the waves are grass in sun
And so our time has just begun
And so our love moves much too fast
And sun and sleep can never last
love is lost
last
but one . . . but once
The time was ours we never cared
For soaring flights that eagles dared
The air was full of peaceful birds
Your eyes were moist unspoken words
And so our love moves much too fast
And sun and eyes can never last
Fire is lost
last
but one . . . but once
Over the hills the good times
are sitting under grey clouds
And the sound of the love songs
Is being lost in the crowds
of the magical lessons
that you taught me from the walls
I forgot all the path ways
and I remembered the falls

Top Jack Bruce, Waiting On A Word

Standing on the highway
Watchin' all the cars go by
I've been searching the horizon
Wind is blowing dust in my eyes
You've been gone such a very long time
Seems like a hundred years have passed
I left my heart down at the pawnshop
Can't afford it any more, no more
Now I'm feeling such a space inside me
Every time there's someone at the door
I'm not living till I hear you on the line
And then you go to fly so very fast
Ooh, waiting on a word
Ooh, fires still burning
Ooh, baby turn around
Ooh, you gotta
Come on home
All those promises
That we drove
Together
With nowhere to go
Well we started out so fine
Now the flame is all but dying

Top Jack Bruce, Weird Of Hermiston

I'm going to a wedding
I'm going to a wedding dressed in black
I'm going to a party
Going to a party won't be back
And I'm not going with you
Trees are no longer a comfort messages sad in the wires
My hair is hung down with the bleakest of rain that I'm feeling
I'm going to the river
I'm going to the river wash my tears
I'm going to the mountains
Going to the mountains cooly fears
That I'm not going with you
Skies are no longer a comfort leaves turning back in the autumn
The corn is hung down with the heaviest rain that I'm feeling
I'm going to a fun'ral
I'm going to a fun'ral dressed in white
I'm going to a nightclub
Going to a nightclub to sleep with night
And I'm not going with you
Love is no longer a comfort
Fantastic times are forgotten

Top Jack Bruce, White Room

In a white room
With black curtains
Near the stations
Blackroof country
No gold pavements
Tired starlings
Silver horses
Ran down moonbeams
In your dark eyes
Dawn-light smiled
On you leaving
My contentment
I'll wait in this place
Where the sun never shines
Wait in this place
Were the shadows run from themselves
You said no things
Could secure you
At the station
Platform tickets
Restless diesels
Goodbye windows
In walked into
Such a sad time
At the station
As I walked out
Felt my own need
Just beginning
I'll wait in the queue
When the trains come back
Lie with you
Where the shadows run from themselves
At the party
She was kindness
In the hard crowd
Consolation
For the old wounds
Now forgotten
Yellow tigers
Crouched in jungles
In het dark eyes
She's just dressing
Goodbye windows
Tired starlings
I'll sleep in this place
With the lonely crowd
Life in the dark

Top Jack Bruce, Into The Storm

I'm going to make it by myself,
It is the young man who still lives at home
I'm going to make it on my own,
It is the greyhead who can only moan
I'm going to cut off all my ties,
I'm going to wipe out all the lies,
I'm going to leave the old disguises --
I'm leaving my home, the simple land
I'm handing myself a helping hand
Heading into he storm
I'm going to get there by myself,
It is the hero breaking up the house
I'm going to make the morning train,
I'm going to take whatever time allows
I've got my maps and my guitar,
Let my old friends prop up the bar
Although the pst becomes a dear thing --
Six inches of soil, left behind
Sun that used to smile, never mind
Heading into the storm
I'm going to make it by myself
There has to be a time and place to say it
I'm going to stand up on my own,
If there's a pace then I'm the one to stay it
I hear the voices from the sea,
They say the world's the place for me
I've got to leave my old disguises --
I'm leaving my home, simple land
I'm handing myself a helping hand

Top Jack Bruce, How's Tricks

The white hand in the darkened house
Rings a bell that makes the guests drop their cases in
fright
A face that seems to laugh alone
Sits in the flames that warm the frozen stretches of
night
The skeleton that smokes
His head half guillotined
Sits there telling jokes
About places he has cleaned
How's tricks? How's tricks?
What kicks! It sticks.
Loud ticks . . .
The bow tie and the question mark
Set sail to beat the cards that rain around the chorus
girls
The bullets from the golden gun
Appear to penetrate the flesh below the golden curls
Inside the clear white box
Lies a nervous bathing belle
She hope's he'll find the locks
That free her from the world
How's tricks? How's tricks?
What kicks! It sticks.
Loud ticks . . .
The rabbit with the faded smile
Is listening to the artist playing in the mirrored room
The albums of forgotten songs
Grow dusty in the floodlit shelves somewhwre below the
moon
Owls sit on the letters
Of his last name in lights
Demons and pacesetters
Laugh into the night
How's tricks? How's tricks?
What kicks! It sticks.

Top Jack Bruce, Somethinels & Monkjack

Top Jack Bruce, Jet Set Jewel

The jet set steal each others' men
And women
Ride each other
Through the star-encrusted night
Everything's allright
When chips are down
There's always trips
In other peoples' clothes
Hey jaded rose
Hey deepset jewel
Why must you be so cruel?
The jet set up each others' price
And vices
Toast each other
In the yacht-bespangled bay
Everything's so gay
When time is bad
There's always sniffs
While other faces pose
Hew jaded rose
Hey deepset jewel
How can you be so cruel?
The jet set smash each others' cars
And wine bars
Smoke each other
Through the hide-upholstered dream
Everything's the cream
When games are lost
There's always planes
To other peoples' shows
Hey jaded rose
Hey deepset jewel
How can you be so cruel?
Through the coloured glass
I can see I'm getting
out of my class
There's a German girl
With a ringmaster's whip
At the front of the ship
O drag me down so I can't see
How high you get
O bring me up so I can't see
The low hung places
Where we met
You and me
Jet set
The jet set grab each others' purse
And reverse
Ask each other
To the diamond sequinned bal
Everything is all
(Into each pocket
A little rain must fall)
When wine is spilt
There's always laughs
In someone else's nose
Hey jaded rose
Hey deepsetjewel
Hey jaded rose

Top Jack Bruce, Keep It Down

Keep it down
If it's still hangin' around
Kept away
Well it's lost inside a day
On the journey through the street
To the corner you have to meet
Keep keepin' it down
If it's hangin' around
In the dawn
When the last drop it has gone
Summer leaves
From the hill where my love grieves
In the sun where you met her
In the shade where you left her
Keep keepin' it down
If it's hangin' around
You've got to keep it down
And never let it go to the top
'Cause you know that if it does
The roundabout is nevver gonna stop, never gonna stop
In the night
There's a space replaces your face
That you lent
I don't know just how it went
Though the trains have passed it by
It still sits up in your sky
Keep keepin' it down
If it's hangin' around
Yeah . . . Keep it down . . . keep it down . . . keep

Top Jack Bruce, Keep On Wondering

Raising my glass
To the cities of grass in the wind
Drinking a toast
To the ghost who can still keep it in
Getting on so bad
In the dreams I've had
Still I keep on wondering
Try not to go
Too depressingly slow through the night
Try not to blow out
The candles that throw out the light
Can't afford to lean
On the towns I've seen
Still I keep on wondering
Taking a plane
To the place in the rainbow of smiles
Measures I took
For the pleasures of beating the dials
Moving through the dark
With my lonely spark
Still I keep on wondering
Hoping for aid
When the others have strayed into line
Feelings of anger
To strangle the dangers of time
Sliding down the stair
To whatever's there

Top Jack Bruce, Kelly's Blues

Where is the way out of the night
When the dark wind's cryin'?
Where is the way out of the night
Where you're lying?
Where is the time to heal the loss
When the cruel tongues cross
And the heart can't sail?
Where is the way to keep it in
When the sick words win
And you grip the rails?
Where is the place to lay your head
When the streets run red
And your heart's in jail?
Where is the place to lay your head
When the pressure's tight
And the glare so bright?
Where is the way out of the night?
You hit the black, where you just can't hack it no more
The pain caught up, and slammed you down to the floor
How can you fight with the dying of your dreams?
Kelly's blue, gone with the wind, never green
Where is the way out of the night
When the dark wind's cryin'?
Where is the way out of the night
Where you're lying?
Where was the hand to soothe your brow
When the need was now?
Straying off the line
Where was the friend you could not find?
Tore your open mind
Wrote your name in grime
Where was the way out of the maze
When the days got crazed?
All the games they played
Where is the way out of the night?
You hit the black, where you just can't hack it no more
The pain caught up, and slammed you down to the floor
How can you fight with the dying of your dreams?
Kelly's blue, gone with the wind, never green

Top Jack Bruce, Make Love

Top Jack Bruce, Milonga Too

Each single day has just enough cruelty within
To make them perfect and right
Each single day has just enough dark, deep within
To make it perfect and light
Up against the sky, stars crawl against the night
Each one trying to claw their way out
But each single day has just enough dark
To make me really want, want to stay
Each single day has just enough meanness inside
To make it perfect and calm
Each breathing day has just enough coldness within
To make it perfect and warm
Up against the night, moon's pressed against the sky
Trying to force its way out, out again
But each breathing day has just enough hurt

Top Jack Bruce, Willpower: A Twenty Year Retrospective

Top Jack Bruce, Willpower

What a lot of talk about it
Ooh such a lotta talk about willpower
Ooh talkin' talkin' talkin' willpower
Desire
Talkin' talkin' talkin' talkin' talkin' about willpower
Tell the world how well it's workin'
Never say how much it's hurtin'
Easy sayin' what to do
Easy if it isn't you
Willpower
What a lot of talk about it
Running head first down that slide
Burnin' up so bad inside
So much bullshit on the front
Give'm more of what they want
Will power
Lady willpower
Will power

Top Jack Bruce, More Jack Than God

Top Jack Bruce, Out of the storm

Top Jack Bruce, Without A Word

Without a word
The time is mist
The branches twist against the sun
The leaves that left
Had to run
Without a word
Without a word
Without a word
Between the two
I'm losing you, losing you
In proud parades
The plans we laid
We can't get through
Without a word
Without a word
Without a word
To say what's yours
I'm losing you, losing you
In racing streets, where ends don't meet
Tomorrow's train
Has closed it's doors
Without a word

Jack Bruce: The Man Behind the Bass (BBC Documentary)

Jack Bruce with Cream Complete Reunion Concert 2005

Jack Bruce & His Big Blues Band - Estival Jazz Lugano 2011

Jack Bruce - Songs for a Tailor [FULL ALBUM]

Rory Gallagher with Jack Bruce - Politician

Jack Bruce The Man Behind the Bass

Jack Bruce - The Cream Of Cream (Complete Instructional - 1998)

Jack Bruce Cream Bassist Dies # BBC TV News Report

BBM - JACK BRUCE, GINGER BAKER & GARY MOORE - ROCKPALAST 1993

Eric Clapton - Tribute to Jack Bruce

Jack Bruce complete Swing In 1971

rope ladder to the moon documentary ( Jack Bruce )

Jack Bruce Band - Old Grey Whitle Test (1975)

Jack Bruce and Friends - Full Concert - 12/26/80 - Capitol Theatre (OFFICIAL)

'Jack Bruce' is featured as a movie character in the following productions:

Three Potatoes and a Spud (2008)

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Hendrix (2000)

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Danger Valley (1937)

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Verborgene Gluten (1925)

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Tongues of Flame (1918)

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Bruce, Jack Filmography

Bruce, Jack Filmography

Famous quotes by Jack Bruce:

"Between now and then and I just felt it was ready and it was a long enough period gone by. I obviously didn't want to hurt anybody, you know. It was done out of a genuine memorial or tribute whatever you want to call it."

"I know he played on the last record but I don't wake up in the middle of the night thinking of Eric Clapton."

"Well all the big companies are really panicked by the internet thing and all that, and sales went down, although sales have gone up again in this country a bit and also the big companies, because they're so big, they need big sales really so they're not really interested."

"Well I like everything but my first love has always been piano because when I started out there was a piano in my house and it was there so I just started tinkling on it really so it's always been my first love."

"Well, it's a very mundane answer I'm afraid, nothing to do with Eric Clapton or born again religions or anything like that."

"Do you know a magazine called the National Enquirer? In the current issue, somebody drew it to my attention, there's a picture of me, like a very young picture of me, and there's a picture of Eric Clapton now and a picture of me then, and it says this is how Eric Clapton has aged."

"I'm not going with some big time producer who takes over completely and I'm just a sideman. I wouldn't fancy that really."

"Well, I can tell you the first record I ever stole - I wasn't so well off in those days."

"Silver horses ran down moonbeams in your dark eyes. / Dawnlight smiles on you leaving, my contentment."

Born: 1943-05-14

Died: 2014-10-25

Jack Bruce: The Man Behind the Bass (BBC Documentary)

Jack Bruce with Cream Complete Reunion Concert 2005

Jack Bruce & His Big Blues Band - Estival Jazz Lugano 2011

Jack Bruce - Songs for a Tailor [FULL ALBUM]

Rory Gallagher with Jack Bruce - Politician

Jack Bruce The Man Behind the Bass

Jack Bruce - The Cream Of Cream (Complete Instructional - 1998)

Jack Bruce Cream Bassist Dies # BBC TV News Report

BBM - JACK BRUCE, GINGER BAKER & GARY MOORE - ROCKPALAST 1993

Eric Clapton - Tribute to Jack Bruce

Jack Bruce complete Swing In 1971

rope ladder to the moon documentary ( Jack Bruce )

Jack Bruce Band - Old Grey Whitle Test (1975)

Jack Bruce and Friends - Full Concert - 12/26/80 - Capitol Theatre (OFFICIAL)

Jack Bruce & Ginger Baker @ The David Letterman Show 1991

Jack Bruce - Sunshine Of Your Love (from "Golden Days")

Buddy Guy in 1969 with Jack Bruce and Buddy Miles

Jack Bruce funeral: Eric Clapton honours former bandmate

Question of Time Jack Bruce 1989

Jack Bruce (1943 - 2014) Theme for An Imaginary Western

Jack Bruce RIP - Dead at 71

Jeff Berlin Plays Jack Bruce PledgeMusic Video

Ringo Starr - Live in Michigan - 17. I Feel Free (Jack Bruce)

Jack Bruce & Robin Trower: Seven Moons Live

Jack Bruce and Robin Trower - Politician

Rory Gallagher & Jack Bruce - Politician.HD.1990 LIVE DVD ROCKPALAST. HQ

Jack Bruce -Theme for an imaginary western

Jack Bruce & Friends Grugahalle Essen 19-10-1980

Ringo Starr - Live in Michigan - 5. Sunshine of Your Love (Jack Bruce with Peter Frampton)

Jack Bruce and Vernon Reid Sunshine of your love Live

BBM (Jack Bruce, Ginger Baker, Gary Moore)- City Of Gold & I Feel Free (Live England, May 1994)

Jack Bruce - Weird Of Hermiston