Stan Kenton
laura live
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You know the feeling of something half remembered
Of something that never happened, yet you recall it well.
You know the feeling of recognizing someone
That you've never met as far as you could tell, well.
Laura is the face in the misty light,
Footsteps that you hear down the hall.
The laugh that floats on a summer night
That you can never quite recall.
And you see Laura on the train that is passing thru.
Those eyes, how familiar they seem.
She gave your very first kiss to you.
That was Laura but she's only a dream.
- Album:
- Concerts in Miniature Part 17
- Storming Through the South
- Kenton Roars! At the Golden Lion
- Miscellaneous
- The Unrecorded Stan Kenton
- Kenton On Campus!
- Stan Kenton - 93 Essential Hits (Remastered)
- Alle 40 Goed - Oorlogsjaren
- The Best Of Swing
- Seasonal Jazz Essentials
- Sophisticated Approach
- The Jazz Compositions Of Dee Barton
- The Stage Door Swings
- Jazz Profile: Stan Kenton
- Scotch and Water
- Capitol Punishment
- Easy Street
- Tampico
- Jazz Legends: Stan Kenton
- American Jazz Swing Heroes (Remastered)