#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------#
#This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the #
#song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. #
#------------------------------------------------------------------------------##
Received: from animal-farm.nevada.edu by redrock.nevada.edu (5.65c/M1.4)
with SMTP id
<aa15524>
; Thu, 18 Nov 1993 04:57:02 -0800
Received: from mailgate.ericsson.se by animal-farm.nevada.edu id
<aa13777@animal-farm.nevada.edu>
; Thu, 18 Nov 1993 04:56:49 -0800
Received: from etlxd20 (etlxd20.ericsson.se) by mailgate.ericsson.se (4.1/SMI-4.1-MAILGATE1.14)
id AA18788; Thu, 18 Nov 93 13:56:43 +0100
Received: from etlxd42k (etlxd42k.ericsson.se) by etlxd20 (4.1/SMI-4.1-LME1.6)
id AA00520; Thu, 18 Nov 93 12:56:38 GMT
From: etlnbb@etlxd20.ericsson.se ( neil bergin xd/gk)
Received: by etlxd42k (4.1/client-1.3)
id AA02294; Thu, 18 Nov 93 12:56:38 GMT
Date: Thu, 18 Nov 93 12:56:38 GMT
Message-Id: <9311181256.AA02294@etlxd42k>
To: jamesb@animal-farm.nevada.edu
Subject: CRD: River Of Dreams - Billy Joel
Posted by: szojak@d6.wu-wien.ac.at (Martin Szojak)
To: alt.guitar.tab
Date: 16 Nov 1993 11:13:11 GMT
The River of Dreams
(Billy Joel)
In the middle of the night I go walking in my sleep
from the mountains of faith to a river so deep
I must be looking for something something sacred I lost
But the river is wide and it's too hard to cross
And even thought I knew the river is wide
I walk down every evening and I stand on the shore
And try to cross to the opposite side
So I can finally find out what I've been looking for
In the middle of the night I go walking in my sleep
Through the valley of fear to a river so deep
And I've been searching for something taken away of my soul
Something I would never lose something somebody stole
I don't know why I go walking at night
But now I'm tired and I don't walk anymore
I hope it doesn't take the rest of my life
Until I find what it is I've been looking for
In the middle of the night I go walking in my sleep
Through the jungle of doubt to a river so deep
I know I'm searching for something something so undefined
That it only can be seen by the eyes of a blind
In the middle of the night
I'm not sure about life after this
god knows I've never been a spiritual man
Babtized by the fire, I wade into the river
That turns to be the promised land
In the middle of the night I go walking in my sleep
Through the desert of truth to a river so deep
We're all land in the ocean we all start in the streams
We're all carried along by the river of dreams
In the middle of the night
--
szojak@ds1.wu-wien.ac.at
Always look on the bright side of life !
</aa13777@animal-farm.nevada.edu>
</aa15524>