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Viva l'Amor
03:45
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Time has a way of changing a place
Graying the hair and lining the face
Making one wise and blurring the eyes
Thickens the skin and it doubles the chin
Here’s to your night. Here’s to your day
Here’s to your life. Viva l’Amor
Time has a way of making clichés
From all of the things said everyday
Healing the hearts of love that’s been lost
Making antiques from junk that’s been tossed
Here’s to your night. Here’s to your day
Here’s to your life. Viva l’Amor
I couldn’t leave, you couldn’t stay
Time has a way of making life pay
Time has a way of making fine wine
Taking a dream to leave it behind
Aging the young, exposing a lie
A thief in the night passing us by
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In my heart,
I have no use for mystics and prophets, astrologers and psychics
Cuz I know who I am
And in my heart,
The artist, the dreamer, the lover, the fool
A perfect night for the poet
The candle kites rise from the streets
This world is way too small for me
And in this world
They’re confused, angry, depressed and broke
I don’t know what destiny looks like, but it feels like now.
The blessed virgin is crying blood
St. Augustine’s deep dark secrets
The colors of humanity
Etched into my memory
We remember the same things,
But our stories are so different
I was there
I seen it and I felt it
And in this world
They smudge the world with holy smoke
From holy plants from holy ground
Some want to be young again
I don’t mind growing older
Some want to be young again
I don’t mind growing older
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Cold Night in Abilene
04:13
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Texas, sweet Texas, like no place I’ve ever been
Emotions in my deepest heart, on a cold night in Abilene
Sunset in El Paso, like nothing I’ve ever seen
Purple skies in my rearview mirror, as I make it to Abilene
Save my broken heart for midnight
Save my crying eyes for dreams
I’m so far away from home on a cold night in Abilene
Jealousy they say is red, and some say that envy’s green
Love is gold and pain is blue, on a cold night in Abilene
Save my broken heart for midnight
Save my crying eyes for dreams
I’m so far away from home on a cold night in Abilene
In my mind I see your deep dark eyes, and I wonder where you’ve been
Could it be on some lonely street, on a cold night in Abilene
Save my broken heart for midnight
Save my crying eyes for dreams
I’m so far away from home, on a cold night in Abilene
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Lord Have Mercy
04:30
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Cadillac Beach
03:30
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Do You Have Any Heart
03:36
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Indigo Blue
05:44
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Indigo Blue
When it’s raining, the sky cries
When the sun comes, the clouds die
I feel your warm skin
See your sad eyes
Feel your colors
Hear your soft signs
Indigo blue
And passion purple
In a fever
I’ve been burning up
Like a lighthouse
On a cold dark sea
I’m shining on (And I’ve been shining on)
So feel my colors (Feel my colors)
Indigo blue
And passion purple
Bridge
From a mountain top gaze across the world
Ring those bells, ring those bells, ring those bells
From a mountain top gaze across the world
Ring those bells
In the winter time snow is gathered on the ledge
Do you need some relief, are you living on the edge
Stop crying, time to grow up fast
If you haven’t got a dream then your colors won’t last
If you haven’t got a dream then your colors won’t last
Indigo blue
And passion purple
© 2009 Michael On Fire
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Jubilation
04:24
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West of Eden
04:50
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From his beginnings as a songwriter working out of Detroit’s famed United Sound Studios, to his recordings with the Muscle Shoals Rhythm Section, to the progressive jazz of Prismatic, to the years in L.A. and Nashville, making records with Stephen Stills, and Joe Vitale, to the nonstop touring, Michael On Fire has been relentless in his commitment to creative expression and musical performance. ... more
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