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Gathering shadows,
Anyone can build those castles in the air,
But will they ever see them?
Endlessly watching,
Will you always be a face out in the crowd,
When others take the glory?
It's too late, I can't wait.
Time moves on like a setting sun.
It's my life, and I'll do what I want,
Be what I want to be.
It's my life.
And when you're up there centre stage
Playing in the game that fate has left for you,
And everything is turning black.
And if you're falling,
There is always someone waiting in the wings
Just to stab you in the back.
It's too late, time won't wait.
You will be out there on your own.
It's my life, and I'll do what I want,
Be what I want to be.
It's my life.
When the shadows come, and you're feeling small.
If you're all alone, and you've seen it all,
When the times are low, lift your head up high.
Got to see the way.
Got to make it on your own.
- Album:
- Retrospective
- Berlin - A Concert For The People
- Welcome To The Show
- Victims of Circumstance
- XII
- Octoberon
- Time Honoured Ghosts
- Baby James Harvest
- Miscellaneous
- Once Again (40th Anniversary Edition)
- BBC In Concert 1972 (Stereo)
- Taking Some Time On: The Parlophone-Harvest Years (1968-73)
- Barclay James Harvest And Other Short Stories
- Barclay James Harvest (Deluxe Edition)
- Live Tapes
- BBC In Concert 1972 (Mono)
- Prog Rocks!: Volume Two
- Prog Rocks! [5 Component Labels Set]
- Prog Rocks!
- Progressive Rock Collection Vol.2