with The Compass Point Horns
Jawara Adams on Trumpet & Flugelhorn
Tino Richardson on Saxophones
Terry Manning on Valve Trombone
Transcribed by: Alex Moura
Dark day program, pen to page
Nothing's broken, show our age
Feed the flame, tears enrage
Wait till morning to face the day
Now we're toiling over
Thoughts and mixed emotions
Hard to really see
What's lying underneath
Like a roller coaster
Up and down just floating
Touch the grass and leaves
Faces in the trees
Kick 'em over, the darkened days
Tip 'em over, the darkened days
Door is open, light the way
Pain and passion from the rack
Smoking jacket gunny sack
Feed the flame, safest bet
They all know we're not done yet
All that we're expecting
What the heart's rejecting
Play the giving hand
Just a change of plans
Now our kings and castles
Don't seem worth the hassle
Recent precedent
Feigning innocence
Tip 'em over, the darkened days
Kick 'em over, the darkened days
Doors will open, light the way
Another day
Hold the heart out for all to see
Words were spoken, on our knees
Feed the flame, last to fade
The angels know just what you mean
Now we're turning older
Time has made us bolder
Love and tragedy
Easy now to see
All that we're deserting
Was it worth the hurt
See it in your eyes
Crystal blue as sky
Now they're over the darkened days
Cryin' over the darkened days
War is over light the way
Walk on our way
Go on our way
Kick 'em over - the darkened days
Tip 'em over, the darkened days
Sweeter memories, a place to stay
Light the way
Light the way