East Of
Eden - Mercator Projected 
Dave Arbus - Electric violin, flute, bagpipe, recorders, two
saxaphones at once, lavatory
Ron Caines - Soprano and alto saxaphone, organ on "Centaur
Woman"
Geoff Nicholson - Guitar, vocals
Steve York - Bass guitar, harmonica, Indian thumb piano
Dave Dufont - Percussion
Play the Rockwords Rock Crossword Puzzle
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Side 1.
Northern Hemisphere *YouTube
Isadora *YouTube
Waterways *YouTube
Centaur Woman
Side 2.
Bathers *YouTube
Communion *YouTube
Moth *YouTube
In The Stable Of The Sphinx
We like the Northern Hemisphere
That's where the strangest things appear
The conjurer takes off his head
Now watch him make it disappear
Recess of the torso, said the actress to the hero
Now watch him make it reappear
It's in the Western Hemisphere
That's where the nicest things appear
You even see a bird in flight
Flying 'round the diamond tree
Travelling incognito, said the actress to the hero
She has a longing to be free
There's a golden pleasure dome, complete in every home
You see the strangest things in the Northern Hemisphere
And Ollibute the gnome, tries entering the phone
He's waiting for a call from the upper atomosphere
You know the Southern Hemisphere
That's where the warmest things appear
In tiny islands in the sun
Some people make it their career
Please straighten my kimono, said the actress the the hero
High in the upper atmosphere
Isadora dance, we are entranced
Billowing sleeves, in the breeze
Her heart's so soft, the willow weeps
To dance is to live, to love is to give
Beneath a vine of ivy leaves
Isadora sleeps
Around the world, she follows love
Tarnesian sands, get up and dance
Down in the sun, her burning flame
To dance is to live, there is no shame
Beneath a vine of ivy leaves
Isadora sleeps
Isadora danced, we are entranced
Billowing sleeves in the breeze
Her heart's so soft, the willow weeps
To dance is to live, to love is to give
Beneath a vine of ivy leaves
Isadora sleeps
Aluja petit afreak (?)
Ice cream cone and hide and seek
Sun blown tide your sandal neat
Now the lines are cheek to cheek
Looking in the mirror
Shadows in the midnight sun
Guiding through the empty ways
Giant serpants interlaced
Water ways of pink and blue
Vultures white and crocodiles
Ride a black gondola there
Sweeps a trailing torrent there
Looking in the mirror
Shadows in the midnight sun
Guiding through the empty ways
Giant serpants interlaced
Centaur woman she's got human form
But her face is like a unicorn
Centaur lady in reverse
Lovely body but a face like a horse
When she walks she trails her tail behind
When I kiss her she's a porcupine
When we eat I order steak Bombay
But she's waiting for a bale of hay
(Repeat)
Sometimes there are witches on the beach
That fly down roads of deep stained sands
And caves that glowed with colored rocks
It was on that Autumn day
When we put to sea just for the day to fish
We made our way slowly through the tide
To that point of view where sky meets sea
The bathers of lake Balaton took off their bathing suits
And lept into the water to the sound of Gypsy flutes
Sometimes there are witches on the beach
That fly to roads of deep stained sands
And caves that glowed with colored rocks
We found such a sheltered place
When we stepped ashore late in the day to kiss
You rode the waves, turning on the tide
Till the moon appeared where sky meets sea
The bathers of lake Balaton took off their bathing suits
And lept into the water to the sound of gypsy flutes
When I see you as you are
With your mouth to close my eyes
I will sleep the silent sleep
Till our bodies come alive
With your eyes to stop my hand
I can start to feel alive
I will see as you are
With your mouth to stop my breath
I'll be silent as the death
With Your Hand to close my eyes
I will sleep within your sleep
With your breast to swell my joy
My life will be complete
I will see you as you are
When I see the things I dream
I will know how things can be
And I know that you and me will love again
You're beautiful and soft as a brightley colored moth
Let the spider weave his web under waterfalls at dawn
Till we pass this way again
Dream black requim
We can climb the hill and see
Past the sprinting chestnut tree
In the pool of blinking lights
I take away
In the last sweep of life you will flutter down
In deep and total sleep
In the stable of the sphinx
(Instumental)
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