ALBUM: CSN
Atlantic 19104
Released - 17 June 1977
SHADOW CAPTAIN
Words David Crosby; Lyrics Craig Doerge
copyright 1977 Staysail Music, BMI/Fair Star Music, Inc., ASCAP.
Oh, captain, what are we hiding from?
You've been hiding from the start.
Did some lover steal your heart,
Or did the full moon make you mad?
Oh, captain, why these speechless seas
That never seem to land?
Oh I need to understand.
Could a little light be that bad?
I can see your hands are roughened
By the wheel and the rope.
I'd like to look to you for hope,
I think it's hiding there.
This boat is blacked out like a city
Awaiting bombers in the night.
Oh you hold your helm so tight,
And yet the sky seems so fair.
Who guides this ship
Dreaming through the seas
Turning and searching,
Whichever way you please?
Speak to me, I need to see your face,
Shadowy captain, in a darkened space.
If I were to spy a city
Floating just above the sea,
Could we stop
And look for me
Among those playing on the pier?
Or would you turn away knowing,
It was still a ways away,
And if I was there today
you could not see me all that clear.
Shadowy captain of a charcoal ship,
Trying to give the light the slip.
Crosby, Stills, Nash - Vocals
Stephen Stills - Electric and Slide Guitar
Craig Doerge - Acoustic and Electric Piano
Russ Kunkel - Drums, Congas
George Perry - Bass
Joe Vitale - Organ, Flute
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SEE THE CHANGES
Words and Music - Stephen Stills
copyright 1977 Gold Hill Music, Inc., ASCAP
She has seen me changing
It ain't easy rearranging.
And it gets harder as you get older,
Farther away as you get closer.
And I don't know the answer.
Does it even matter?
I'm wonderin' how.
Ten years singing right out loud
I never looked was anybody listening.
Then I fell out of a cloud
Hit the ground and noticed something missing.
Now I have someone,
She has seen me changing,
And it gets harder as you get older,
Farther away as you get closer.
And I don't know the answer.
Does it even matter?
I'm wonderin' how.
Seems like something out of a dream
I had years ago, yes I remember screaming.
Nobody laughing
All the good times
Getting harder to come by without weeping.
Crosby, Stills, Nash - Vocals
Stephen Stills - Acoustic Guitar
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CARRIED AWAY
Words & Music - Graham Nash
copyright 1977, Thin Ice Music, ASCAP.
You came from out of the skies
Your skin and your eyes
The colours of bronze.
The moon in your ear
Twinkled and shone.
Soon you'll be gone.
Sailing out on the blue,
Your old man and you
Drifting along, leaving me here,
Thinking it through,
Soon you'll be gone.
Moving through my changes as fast as I can,
Trying to bring a balance to me and the man,
Part of me is screaming to say
I want to be carried away.
Your skin and your eyes
The colours of bronze.
The moon in your ear
Twinkled and shone.
Soon you'll be gone.
Crosby, Stills, Nash - Vocals
Graham Nash - Acoustic Piano, Harmonica
Joe Vitale - Drums, Electric Piano
Jimmy Haslip - Bass
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FAIR GAME
Words & Music - Stephen Stills
copyright 1977, Gold Hill Music, Inc., ASCAP.
Take a look around you, tell me what you see
A girl who thinks she's ordinary lookin' she has got the key.
If you can get close enough to look into her eyes
There's something special right between the bitterness she hides.
And you're fair game,
You'll never know what she'll decide, you're fair game,
Just relax, enjoy the ride.
Find a way to reach her, make yourself a fool,
But do it with a little class, disregard the rules.
'Cause this one knows the bottom line, couldn't get a date.
The ugly duckling striking back, and she'll decide her fate.
And you're fair game,
You'll never know what she'll decide, you're fair game,
Just relax, enjoy the ride.
The ones you never notice are the ones you have to watch.
She's pleasant and she's friendly while she's looking at your crotch.
Try your hand at conversation, gossip is a lie,
And sure enough she'll take you home and make you wanna die.
And you're fair game,
You'll never know what she'll decide, you're fair game,
Just relax, enjoy the ride.
Crosby, Stills, Nash -Vocals
Stephen Stills - Acoustic Lead Guitar and Timbales
David Crosby - Rhythm Acoustic Guitar
Joe Vitale - Drums, Organ
Ray Barretto - Congas
George Perry - Bass
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ANYTHING AT ALL
Words & Music - David Crosby
copyright 1977, Staysail Music, BMI.
Anything you want to know, just ask me,
I'm the world's most opinionated man.
I'll give you an answer if I can
Catch one passing through
That feels right for you.
Anything you want to know, just ask me,
It's worth every cent it costs.
And you know it's free for you,
Special deal.
Anything you want to know, it should be perfectly clear.
You see just beneath the surface of the mud,
There's more mud here...
Surprise.
Is there anything you want to know,
On any subject at all?
I've go time for one more question here,
Before I fall, fall
Crosby, Stills, Nash - Vocals
Stephen Stills - Electric Piano, Electric Guitar
Craig Doerge - Acoustic Piano
Russ Kunkel - Drums
George Perry - Bass
Joe Vitale - Organ
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CATHEDRAL
Words & Music - Graham Nash
copyright 1977, Thin Ice Music, ASCAP.
Six o' clock
In the morning, I feel pretty good
So I dropped into the luxury of the Lords
Fighting dragons and crossing swords
With the people against the hordes
Who came to conquer.
Seven o'clock
In the morning, here it comes
I taste the warning and I am so amazed
I'm here today, seeing things so clear this way
In the car and on my way
To Stonehenge.
I'm flying in Winchester cathedral
Sunlight pouring through the break of day.
Stumbled through the door and into the chamber;
There's a lady setting flowers on a table covered lace
And a cleaner in the distance finds a cobweb on a face
And a feeling deep inside of me tells me
This can't be the place
I'm flying in Winchester cathedral.
All religion has to have its day
Expressions on the face of the Saviour
Made me say
I can't stay.
Open up the gates of the church and let me out of here!
Too many people have lied in the name of Christ
For anyone to heed the call.
So many people have died in the name of Christ
That I can't believe it all.
And now I'm standing on the grave of a soldier that died in 1799
And the day he died it was a birthday
And I noticed it was mine.
And my head didn't know just who I was
And I went spinning back in time.
And I am high upon the altar
High upon the altar, high.
I'm flying in Winchester cathedral,
It's hard enough to drink the wine.
The air inside just hangs in delusion,
But given time,
I'll be fine.
Crosby, Stills, Nash - Vocals
Graham Nash - Piano
Joe Vitale - Drums, Timpani, Percussion
George Perry - Bass
Mike Lewis, David Crosby, Graham Nash & Joel Bernstein - String Arrangements
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DARK STAR
Words & Music - Stephen Stills
copyright 1977, Gold Hill Music, Inc., ASCAP.
Forgive me if my fantasies might seem a little shopworn
I'm sure you've heard it all before. I wonder what's the right form
Love songs written for you, it's been going down for years
But to sing what's in my heart seems more honest than the tears.
I am curious, don't want to hurry us.
I'm intrigued with us.
Ain't this song a bust.
I don't care, dark star.
I met you several years ago,
The times they were so strange, but I had a feeling.
You looked into my eyes just once,
An instant flashing by that we were stealing.
Another time you felt so bad,
And I wasn't any help at all as I recall.
We didn't quite know what to do so we left the wanting be
Still there for me and you.
Dark star, I see you in the morning,
Dark star, a' sleeping next to me.
Dark star, let the memory of the evening
Be the first thing that you think of
When you open up your smile and see me, dark star.
It's easy to be with you
Even with the storms that rage beneath your search for peace.
We must make some time together
Take the kids and find a world that's ours to keep.
Now you've got me dreaming girl.
It's been so long that I thought that I'd forgotten how.
My heart is once again my soul.
We touched, we did, you know we did, no more teasing now.
Dark star, I see you in the morning,
Dark star, a' sleeping next to me.
Dark star, let the memory of the evening
Be the first thing that you think of
When you open up your smile and see me, dark star.
Crosby, Stills, Nash - Vocals
Stephen Stills - Acoustic Lead Guitar
David Crosby - Acoustic Rhythm Guitar
Craig Doerge - Electric Piano
George Perry - Bass
Joe Vitale - Drums, Organ
Russ Kunkel - Congas
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JUST A SONG BEFORE I GO
Words & Music - Graham Nash
copyright 1977, Thin Ice Music, ASCAP.
Just a song before I go,
To whom it may concern.
Travelling twice the speed of sound
It's easy to get burned.
When the shows were over
We had to get back home,
And when we opened up the door
I had to be alone.
She helped me with my suitcase,
She stands before my eyes
Driving me to the airport,
And to the friendly skies.
Going through security
I held her for so long.
She finally looked at me in love,
And she was gone.
Just a song before I go,
A lesson to be learned.
Travelling twice the speed of sound
It's easy to get burned.
Crosby, Stills, Nash - Vocals
Graham Nash - Acoustic Piano
Stephen Stills - Electric Guitar
David Crosby - Acoustic Guitar
Russ Kunkel - Drums and Percussion
Tim Drummond - Bass
Joe Vitale - Electric Piano
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RUN FROM TEARS
Words & Music - Stephen Stills
copyright 1977, Gold Hill Music, Inc., ASCAP.
I don't run from tears, that's my weakness.
But I know you still love me, though you don't believe it.
And I never thought that you were a loser
Only didn't hear enough of the songs.
Everything was always going to be smoother
All we needed was some time left alone.
Something special is in me dying
Are you punishing me for my weakness
When you know about me girl, I cannot be beaten down too far.
And I didn't mean to take you for granted
Only knew that it felt good at home.
But you left me so disenchanted
I was blind of course until you were gone.
I'm drowning
I'm fighting
Something special is in me dying
There's an empty place in my bed,
And my heart is beating against my head.
The blood rushing through my veins
Becomes a flood of tears once again.
Crosby, Stills, Nash - Vocals
Stephen Stills - Electric Guitar
Joe Vitale - Drums
Gerald Johnson - Bass
Mike Finnigan - Organ
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COLD RAIN
Words & Music - Graham Nash
copyright 1977, Thin Ice Music, ASCAP.
Cold rain down on my face, buses hurry on,
Work's out, here comes the race,
People heading home.
Wait a second! Don't I know you?
Haven't I seen you some place before?
You seem to be like someone I knew.
He lived here, but he left
When he thought that there was more.
Than cold rain and nowhere to go. Many people share
Sad dreams and hopes that are stained
By the sulphur in the air.
Don't I know you?
Haven't I seen you some place before?
You seem to be like someone I knew.
Yes he lived here, but he left
When he thought that there was more.
Than cold rain out on the street, I am all alone.
With cold rain down on my face,
I am heading home.
Crosby, Stills, Nash - Vocals
Stephen Stills - Electric Guitar
Joe Vitale - Drums
Gerald Johnson - Bass
Mike Finnigan - Organ
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IN MY DREAMS
Words & Music - David Crosby
copyright 1977, Staysail Music, ASCAP.
Look at those dancers gliding around.
Seems as is their feet
Don't hardly touch the ground.
Look at them smiling
Like they knew one another
And they never would come down.
Turn around, and hold me.
I'd like to see your face alone.
I'm hoping there's someone home.
I'd like to meet you, who do you see?
Introduce yourself to whichever of me is nearby.
Close behind your eyes you're laughing at me,
And I'm stuck with no instructions that I can see
To steer by.
Stick around, it's tricky ground.
I'd like to see your face alone.
I'm hoping there's someone home.
Two or three people fading in and out,
Like a radio station that I'm thinking about
But I can't hear.
Who gets breakfast? Who gets the lunch?
Who gets to be the boss of this bunch?
Who will steer?
Turning, turning, to see your face alone.
I'm hoping there's someone home.
Dream, do you dream,
Dreaming, do you?
In my dreams I can see I can.
I can see a love that could be.
Crosby, Stills, Nash - Vocals
David Crosby - Acoustic Guitar
Stephen Stills - Acoustic Guitar
Russ Kunkel - Drums
Joe Vitale - Vibes
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I GIVE YOU BLIND
Words & Music - Stephen Stills
copyright 1977, Gold Hill Music, Inc., ASCAP.
Hey would you dig to be alone?
And tell me when will you be back home?
And why did you leave me all alone?
You blew my mind.
Fool, listen on to yourself.
You don't know even when you been left.
Tomorrow maybe you'll see the rest.
I told you so.
You gotta believe in something
If you don't you will be lost.
You gotta believe in someone
No matter the cost.
Well, hell if I've been had
Then, Jesus, why's it got to hurt so bad?
And when could something come and make me glad
To be alive?
Look, you got a mind of your own.
So listen when it says you could be wrong.
The first time is usually when you hear the song
That sets you free.
Too late you realise that burning bridges behind you
Every time you lose, insisting on something
That perhaps cannot be had, you blow it away.
You gotta believe in something
And give it some time.
You gotta believe in someone
Go over the line.
So, love isn't lost so easy.
And livin' ain't gonna be so cool and breezy.
Look in my eyes know that I am speaking freely.
I give you give blind.
Hey would you dig to be alone?
And tell me when will you be back home?
And why did you leave me all alone?
You blew it away.
Crosby, Stills, Nash - Vocals
Stephen Stills - Acoustic Piano, Electric Guitar
Joe Vitale - Drums, Percussion
George Perry - Bass
Mike Lewis, Stephen Stills - String Arrangements
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Produced by - David Crosby, Stephen Stills & Graham Nash
With Ron Albert and Howard Albert for Fat Albert Productions
Recorded by - Ron Albert and Howard Albert, Assistant Engineer - Steve Gursky
Mastered by - Ron Albert and Howard Albert
Direction - Hartmann & Goodman in Association with Michael John Bowen
Correspondence - 1500 Crossroads of the World, Hollywood, CA 90028
Art Direction and Design - Gary Burden for R. Twerk & Co.
Photography - Joel Bernstein
Submitted by David L'Heureux (KrisNDave@aol.com)
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