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Album: Miscellaneous (1989)
Artists: Level 42

  1. 43
  2. A Floating Life
  3. A Kinder Eye
  4. A Pharaoh's Dream (Of Endless Time)
  5. A Physical Presence
  6. All Over You
  7. All She Wants
  8. Almost There
  9. Are You Hearing (What I Hear)?
  10. As Years Go By
  11. At This Great Distance
  12. Billy's gone
  13. Can't Walk You Home
  14. Coup D'etat
  15. Daktari
  16. Dance On Heavy Weather
  17. Don't Bother Me
  18. Dream Crazy
  19. Dune Tune
  20. Eyes Waterfalling
  21. Fire
  22. Follow Me
  23. Forever Now
  24. Foundation and Empire
  25. Good Man In The Storm
  26. Guaranteed
  27. Heart on the Line
  28. Heathrow
  29. Heaven In My Hands
  30. Her Big Day
  31. Hot Water
  32. Hours By The Window
  33. I Don't Know Why
  34. I Want Eyes
  35. If You Were Mine
  36. It's Not The Same For Us
  37. Kansas City Milkman
  38. Kouyate - (There is a secret between us)
  39. Lasso The Moon
  40. Last Chance
  41. Learn To Say No
  42. Leaving Me Now
  43. Something About You


Level 42
Miscellaneous
A Kinder Eye



In his widowed years of longing, in his windowed room of light
he lay the oil upon the canvas, brought sweet memory to life
his speckled beard a brush of colour, his spotted hands both grace and speed
I was the boy who came with evening, to sweep his floors and bring his tea

To the world he was the Master, his landscapes filled the gallery halls
but now he painted only portraits, unframed upon his private walls
subjects sitting-walking-laughing in playful flight or soft refrain
a thousand forms and colours, but every face the same

Across the page (across the ages) the moving hand of history bleeds
... for a kinder eye to see us, not as we are, but as we dream

A winter's night when I arrived there, he looked so tired and near the end
and as I cleaned his bench and brushes, I wished out loud to be like him
he said that art was only longing, trying to do what can't be done
and though he'd signed a thousand paintings, still he'd never finished one

As I finished up my sweeping, in his sleep he spoke her name
I looked again at all the portraits, each and every face the same
not as she was in pain or sorrow, but in timeless beauty seen
as she served his noble dream

Across the page (across the ages) the moving hand of history bleeds
... for a kinder eye to see us, not as we are, but as we dream
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