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One World

June 1986
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Side One
  1. Love Is The Master

    Love Is The Master

    Almost exactly a year ago, I came here for the very first time.
    Looking up at the Spanish windows from a trail on the edge of the timberline.
    I’ve been off on a journey to find myself, maybe find my way back home.
    Been many an hour all by myself, in the darkest of nights I was never ever alone.

    Back in the San Juan Mountains again on a ride with some good old boys.
    Telling stories around a campfire, the sound of laughter is the loudest noise.
    There’s something in a night in the wilderness, it’s a magical thing to me.
    Like the sky is just a little bit brighter, and your life is everything that you’d like it to be.
    There’ll be snow on the passes tomorrow, you can feel it in the chill of the wind.
    Let the rain wash away all my sorrow, today is the day that my life starts all over again.

    I guess that it’s just about over now, everything’s about to change.
    Everything’s a brand new number, darling, everything’s a brand new game.
    And it’s funny I could even call you that after all the pain we’ve been through,
    Ah, but time is the master of healing, love is the master of everything that we do.
    There’ll be snow on the passes tomorrow, you can feel it in the chill of the wind.
    Let the rain wash away all my sorrow, today is the day that my life starts all over again.

    (written by John Denver)

  2. Love Again

    Love Again

    I didn’t think it could happen again, just too old and set in my ways.
    I was convinced I would always be lonely all of the rest of my days.
    Maybe I gave up on romance in my longing to give up the pain,
    I just didn’t believe I would ever love again.

    I was like one who had shut myself in, closed the windows, locked all the doors.
    Afraid of the dark and the beat of my heart, yet knowing there had to be more.
    Though it sounds like a great contradiction, it’s the easiest thing to explain,
    you see, I was afraid I might never love again.

    What does it take for a blind man to see that there’s more there than just meets the eye?
    What are the ways that the magic comes in that can turn a song into a sigh?
    Sometimes I think that I’m dreaming or maybe I’m going insane,
    or maybe it’s just that I’m falling in love again.
    Here I am standing beside you, oh, life’s such a wonderful game.
    Look at me now, I’m falling in love, look at me now, I’m falling in love,
    look at me now, I’m falling in love again.

  3. I Remember You

    I Remember You

    I remember you, you’re the one that made my dreams come true
    just a few kisses ago, I remember you.
    You’re the one who said I love you too, yes I do.
    Didn’t you know I remember too, a distant bell and stars that fell, like the rain out of the blue.
    When my life is through and the angels ask me to recall the thrill of them all
    then I will tell them I remember, tell them I remember, tell them I remember you.

    I remember too, a distant bell and stars that fell, like the rain out of the blue.
    When my life is through and the angels ask me to recall the thrill of them all
    then I will tell them I remember, tell them I remember, tell them I remember you.

  4. Hey There, Mr. Lonely Heart

    Hey There, Mr. Lonely Heart

    Hey there, Mr. lonely heart, if you could find the time,
    I would like to sit and talk, to see if we could find
    the answer to the mystery of love’s most precious seed.
    Is it in a touch or in a kiss or simply in the need?
    Or is it really love itself that always wants to give
    the heart and soul of all of us and everything that lives?

    Hey there, Mr. cold, cold heart, I know I could be wrong
    to think that life could be so sweet and love could be so strong as to gather everyone of us,
    like one big family, to share with one another all we have all we see.
    It’s true the deepest part of us is everywhere, the same.
    And that the only differences are really just the names.

    We can join the children’s song and show them that we care,
    let them know we’re on their side, no matter when or where.
    We can free their hearts from fear and hunger, reconcile.
    We can give a child a chance and give a child a smile.
    True love is still the answer, and we are still the way,
    the gift is in the giving, and in living, what we say.

    And if you have a lonely heart, this song is just for you,
    to ask for all that you can give and all that you can do.
    Remember that the mystery of love’s most precious seed
    is in the heart of all of us, true love is all we need.
    It’s in the heart of all us, true love is all we need.
    Within the heart of all of us, true love is all we need.
    Within the heart of all of us, true love is all we need.
    Within the heart of all of us, true love is all we need
    Within the heart of all of us, true love is all we need.
    Within the heart of all of us, true love is all we need.

  5. Let Us Begin (What Are We Making Weapons For?)

    Let Us Begin (What Are We Making Weapons For?)

    I am the son of a grassland farmer, western Oklahoma, nineteen forty-three.
    I always felt grateful to live in the land of the free.
    I gave up my father to South Korea, the mind of my brother to Vietnam,
    now there’s a banker who says I must give up my land.
    There are four generations of blood in this topsoil, four generations of love on this farm.
    Before I give up, I would gladly give up my right arm.

    What are we making weapons for? Why keep on feeding the war machine?
    We take it right out of the mouths of our babies, take it away from the hands of the poor,
    tell me, what are we making weapons for?

    I had a son and my son was a soldier, he was so like my father, he was so much like me.
    To be a good comrade was the best that he dreamed he could be.
    He gave up his future to revolution, his life to a battle that just can’t be won.
    For this is not living, to live at the point of a gun.
    I remember the nine hundred days of Leningrad, The sound of the dying, the cut of the cold,
    I remember the moments, I prayed I would never grow old.

    What are we making weapons for? Why keep on feeding the war machine?
    We take it right out of the mouths of our babies, take it away from the hands of the poor,
    tell me, what are we making weapons for?

    For the first time in my life I feel like a prisoner, a slave to the ways of the powers that be.
    And I fear for my children, as I fear for the future I see.
    Tell me how can it be we’re still fighting each other? What does it take for a people to learn?
    If our song is not sung as a chorus, we surely will burn.

    What are we making weapons for? Why keep on feeding the war machine?
    We take it right out of the mouths of our babies, take it away from the hands of the poor,
    tell me, what are we making weapons for?

    Have we all forgotten all the lives that we are given,
    all the vows that were taken, saying never again,
    Now for the first time, this could be the last time. If peace is our vision, let us begin.

    Have we all forgotten all the lives that we are given,
    all the vows that were taken, saying never again,
    Now for the first time, this could be the last time. If peace is our vision, let us begin,
    let us begin.

    (written by John Denver)

  6. Flying For Me

    Flying For Me

    Well, I guess that you probably know by now-I was one who wanted to fly.
    I wanted to ride on that arrow of fire right up into heaven.
    And I wanted to go for every man, every child, every mother of children,
    I wanted to carry the dreams of all people right up to the stars.
    And I prayed that I’d find an answer there or maybe I would find a song,
    giving a voice to all of the hearts that cannot be heard.
    And for all of the ones who live in fear and all of those who stand apart,
    my being there would bring us a little step closer together,

    They were flying for me, they were flying for everyone.
    They were trying to see a brighter day for each and every one.
    They gave us their light, they gave us their spirit and all they could be,
    they were flying for me, they were flying for me.

    And I wanted to wish on the Milky Way and dance upon a falling star.
    I wanted to give myself and free myself and join myself with it all.

    Given the chance to dream, it can be done, the promise of tomorrow is real.
    Children of spaceship Earth, the future belongs to us all.

    She was flying for me, she was flying for everyone.
    She was trying to see a brighter day for each and every one.
    She gave us her light, she gave us her spirit, and all she can be, she was flying for me.
    They were flying for me, they were flying for everyone.
    They were trying to see a brighter day for each and every one.
    They gave us their light, they gave us their spirit and all they could be,
    they were flying for me, they were flying for me.
    They were flying for me, they were flying for me.

    (written by John Denver)

Side Two
  1. Along For The Ride (’56 T-Bird)

    Along For The Ride (’56 T-Bird)

    I had a ’56 T-Bird, then I was king of the highway.
    Trying to make it look fast and easy and dreaming of doing it my way.
    Let’s put the top down, baby, feel the wind in our hair.
    We were too young to know better and to cool to care,
    all I wanted was you by my side, baby, you’re only along for the ride, only along for the ride.

    Rock and roll on the radio, let’s turn it up and get down.
    Convertible dreams running wild in the streets in the all time American town.
    When you played the thrill queen, baby, I heard the jazz of joy,
    you were every girl in the world but I wasn’t every boy.
    All I wanted was you by side, baby, you’re only along for the ride.
    All I wanted was you by my side, baby, you’re only along for the ride, only along for the ride.

    Memory pink and charcoal gray are the colors I painted this song.
    You were 19 and perfect, baby, but no one stays perfect too long.
    All I wanted was you by my side, baby, you’re only along for the ride, only along for the ride.

  2. I Can’t Escape

    I Can’t Escape

    Funny thing about this little heart of mine, all the ways that it can say (I love you).
    Longer than forever, till the end of time, no matter baby come what may (I love you).
    Look at me now, sitting all by myself, face another sleepless night all alone.
    All I look forward to is lying here living this song.
    I can’t escape thinking every day about you, can’t escape wishing, dear, you were still mine.
    Can’t escape thinking maybe I still love you, can’t escape caring for you all of the time.

    Listen to the music on the radio, top forty hits of yesterday (I love you).
    “Leaving on a Jet Plane,” “Blowin’ in the Wind,” “The Silly Games that People Play” (I love you),
    each of them carries your memory still, I can still see that look in your eyes.
    That one that preceded your kisses and followed your sighs.
    I can’t escape thinking every day about you, can’t escape wishing, dear, you were still mine.
    Can’t escape thinking maybe I still love you, can’t escape caring for you all of the time.

    Every rain in the morning reminds me of you, every night when it’s cold outside,
    every time that I ache inside.

    Sometimes I wish it was ten years ago, we were starting all over again.
    Yet the way that I feel is much more than just remembering when.
    I can’t escape thinking every day about you, can’t escape wishing, dear, you were still mine.
    Can’t escape thinking maybe I still love you, can’t escape caring for you all of the time.
    All of the time. All of the time.

  3. True Love Takes Time

    True Love Takes Time

    As I travel down the road and search the empty sky,
    waiting for the moment when my eyes will see.
    Many are the memories, the mysteries of time,
    how they dance around and whisper endlessly.
    Yes, I’ve traveled down this road before where so many men have come and gone.
    But you know it takes time (true love takes time).
    You know that true love takes time (true love takes time).
    And it’s so very hard to find (true love takes time). You know that love takes time.

    It seemed impossible that I could care again, so it seemed I had forgotten how to give.
    What is this miracle that brings me back my dreams?
    All at once I can remember how to live.
    Yes, I’ve traveled down this road before where so many men have come and gone.
    But you know it takes time (true love takes time).
    You know that true love takes time (true love takes time).
    And it’s so very hard to find (true love takes time).
    You know that true love takes time.

    I have been too much alone for oh, so many years, looking for someone to sing with me.
    Sweet harmony, my heart is open now and tender to the touch.
    But there is love enough to heal me in your hands,
    I’ll give you all my nights, all my sun and rainy days.
    I’ll give you all the time it takes to understand we’ve all traveled down this road before.
    Where so many fools have come and gone.
    But you know it takes time (true love takes time).
    You know that true love takes time (true love takes time).
    And it’s so very hard to find (true love takes time).
    You know that true love takes time. True love takes time.
    True love takes time. True love takes time.

  4. One World
  5. It’s A Possibility

    It’s A Possibility

    For all of the times that you’ve wondered why the world turned out this way,
    and all of the time that you’ve asked yourself about the games that people play,
    about the politics of hunger and the politics of need,
    how the politics of power seem to be the politics of greed,
    for all the times that you struggled in an effort to work your way back upstream,
    and all of the times you’ve held on to it when most of us had lost the dream,
    and for all of the ones who have walked with you, by your side or way back home,
    maybe much more than any of us, you know, that no one is really alone.

    Because the heart is still a hunter, it’s like a beacon in the night.
    And though the heart is just a lover, it’s never afraid to fight.
    We are fighting for more than survival, we are working for more than peace.
    We are giving ourselves to each other, making sure all injustice will someday cease.
    You can take a look around you and you can see how far we’ve come,
    all the separate parts, all the hundreds of hearts that are beating together as one.
    It’s a possibility for many tomorrows, it’s a possibility of a world to be made for everyone.
    It’s a possibility, no more suffering and sorrow, it’s a possibility, it’s in everyone.
    It’s a possibility of many tomorrows, we’re a possibility of a world truly made for everyone.
    We’re a possibility, no more suffering and more sorrow

Side One
  1. Love Is The Master

    Love Is The Master

    Almost exactly a year ago, I came here for the very first time.
    Looking up at the Spanish windows from a trail on the edge of the timberline.
    I’ve been off on a journey to find myself, maybe find my way back home.
    Been many an hour all by myself, in the darkest of nights I was never ever alone.

    Back in the San Juan Mountains again on a ride with some good old boys.
    Telling stories around a campfire, the sound of laughter is the loudest noise.
    There’s something in a night in the wilderness, it’s a magical thing to me.
    Like the sky is just a little bit brighter, and your life is everything that you’d like it to be.
    There’ll be snow on the passes tomorrow, you can feel it in the chill of the wind.
    Let the rain wash away all my sorrow, today is the day that my life starts all over again.

    I guess that it’s just about over now, everything’s about to change.
    Everything’s a brand new number, darling, everything’s a brand new game.
    And it’s funny I could even call you that after all the pain we’ve been through,
    Ah, but time is the master of healing, love is the master of everything that we do.
    There’ll be snow on the passes tomorrow, you can feel it in the chill of the wind.
    Let the rain wash away all my sorrow, today is the day that my life starts all over again.

    (written by John Denver)

  2. Love Again

    Love Again

    I didn’t think it could happen again, just too old and set in my ways.
    I was convinced I would always be lonely all of the rest of my days.
    Maybe I gave up on romance in my longing to give up the pain,
    I just didn’t believe I would ever love again.

    I was like one who had shut myself in, closed the windows, locked all the doors.
    Afraid of the dark and the beat of my heart, yet knowing there had to be more.
    Though it sounds like a great contradiction, it’s the easiest thing to explain,
    you see, I was afraid I might never love again.

    What does it take for a blind man to see that there’s more there than just meets the eye?
    What are the ways that the magic comes in that can turn a song into a sigh?
    Sometimes I think that I’m dreaming or maybe I’m going insane,
    or maybe it’s just that I’m falling in love again.
    Here I am standing beside you, oh, life’s such a wonderful game.
    Look at me now, I’m falling in love, look at me now, I’m falling in love,
    look at me now, I’m falling in love again.

  3. I Remember You

    I Remember You

    I remember you, you’re the one that made my dreams come true
    just a few kisses ago, I remember you.
    You’re the one who said I love you too, yes I do.
    Didn’t you know I remember too, a distant bell and stars that fell, like the rain out of the blue.
    When my life is through and the angels ask me to recall the thrill of them all
    then I will tell them I remember, tell them I remember, tell them I remember you.

    I remember too, a distant bell and stars that fell, like the rain out of the blue.
    When my life is through and the angels ask me to recall the thrill of them all
    then I will tell them I remember, tell them I remember, tell them I remember you.

  4. Hey There, Mr. Lonely Heart

    Hey There, Mr. Lonely Heart

    Hey there, Mr. lonely heart, if you could find the time,
    I would like to sit and talk, to see if we could find
    the answer to the mystery of love’s most precious seed.
    Is it in a touch or in a kiss or simply in the need?
    Or is it really love itself that always wants to give
    the heart and soul of all of us and everything that lives?

    Hey there, Mr. cold, cold heart, I know I could be wrong
    to think that life could be so sweet and love could be so strong as to gather everyone of us,
    like one big family, to share with one another all we have all we see.
    It’s true the deepest part of us is everywhere, the same.
    And that the only differences are really just the names.

    We can join the children’s song and show them that we care,
    let them know we’re on their side, no matter when or where.
    We can free their hearts from fear and hunger, reconcile.
    We can give a child a chance and give a child a smile.
    True love is still the answer, and we are still the way,
    the gift is in the giving, and in living, what we say.

    And if you have a lonely heart, this song is just for you,
    to ask for all that you can give and all that you can do.
    Remember that the mystery of love’s most precious seed
    is in the heart of all of us, true love is all we need.
    It’s in the heart of all us, true love is all we need.
    Within the heart of all of us, true love is all we need.
    Within the heart of all of us, true love is all we need.
    Within the heart of all of us, true love is all we need
    Within the heart of all of us, true love is all we need.
    Within the heart of all of us, true love is all we need.

  5. Let Us Begin (What Are We Making Weapons For?)

    Let Us Begin (What Are We Making Weapons For?)

    I am the son of a grassland farmer, western Oklahoma, nineteen forty-three.
    I always felt grateful to live in the land of the free.
    I gave up my father to South Korea, the mind of my brother to Vietnam,
    now there’s a banker who says I must give up my land.
    There are four generations of blood in this topsoil, four generations of love on this farm.
    Before I give up, I would gladly give up my right arm.

    What are we making weapons for? Why keep on feeding the war machine?
    We take it right out of the mouths of our babies, take it away from the hands of the poor,
    tell me, what are we making weapons for?

    I had a son and my son was a soldier, he was so like my father, he was so much like me.
    To be a good comrade was the best that he dreamed he could be.
    He gave up his future to revolution, his life to a battle that just can’t be won.
    For this is not living, to live at the point of a gun.
    I remember the nine hundred days of Leningrad, The sound of the dying, the cut of the cold,
    I remember the moments, I prayed I would never grow old.

    What are we making weapons for? Why keep on feeding the war machine?
    We take it right out of the mouths of our babies, take it away from the hands of the poor,
    tell me, what are we making weapons for?

    For the first time in my life I feel like a prisoner, a slave to the ways of the powers that be.
    And I fear for my children, as I fear for the future I see.
    Tell me how can it be we’re still fighting each other? What does it take for a people to learn?
    If our song is not sung as a chorus, we surely will burn.

    What are we making weapons for? Why keep on feeding the war machine?
    We take it right out of the mouths of our babies, take it away from the hands of the poor,
    tell me, what are we making weapons for?

    Have we all forgotten all the lives that we are given,
    all the vows that were taken, saying never again,
    Now for the first time, this could be the last time. If peace is our vision, let us begin.

    Have we all forgotten all the lives that we are given,
    all the vows that were taken, saying never again,
    Now for the first time, this could be the last time. If peace is our vision, let us begin,
    let us begin.

    (written by John Denver)

  6. Flying For Me

    Flying For Me

    Well, I guess that you probably know by now-I was one who wanted to fly.
    I wanted to ride on that arrow of fire right up into heaven.
    And I wanted to go for every man, every child, every mother of children,
    I wanted to carry the dreams of all people right up to the stars.
    And I prayed that I’d find an answer there or maybe I would find a song,
    giving a voice to all of the hearts that cannot be heard.
    And for all of the ones who live in fear and all of those who stand apart,
    my being there would bring us a little step closer together,

    They were flying for me, they were flying for everyone.
    They were trying to see a brighter day for each and every one.
    They gave us their light, they gave us their spirit and all they could be,
    they were flying for me, they were flying for me.

    And I wanted to wish on the Milky Way and dance upon a falling star.
    I wanted to give myself and free myself and join myself with it all.

    Given the chance to dream, it can be done, the promise of tomorrow is real.
    Children of spaceship Earth, the future belongs to us all.

    She was flying for me, she was flying for everyone.
    She was trying to see a brighter day for each and every one.
    She gave us her light, she gave us her spirit, and all she can be, she was flying for me.
    They were flying for me, they were flying for everyone.
    They were trying to see a brighter day for each and every one.
    They gave us their light, they gave us their spirit and all they could be,
    they were flying for me, they were flying for me.
    They were flying for me, they were flying for me.

    (written by John Denver)

Side Two
  1. Along For The Ride (’56 T-Bird)

    Along For The Ride (’56 T-Bird)

    I had a ’56 T-Bird, then I was king of the highway.
    Trying to make it look fast and easy and dreaming of doing it my way.
    Let’s put the top down, baby, feel the wind in our hair.
    We were too young to know better and to cool to care,
    all I wanted was you by my side, baby, you’re only along for the ride, only along for the ride.

    Rock and roll on the radio, let’s turn it up and get down.
    Convertible dreams running wild in the streets in the all time American town.
    When you played the thrill queen, baby, I heard the jazz of joy,
    you were every girl in the world but I wasn’t every boy.
    All I wanted was you by side, baby, you’re only along for the ride.
    All I wanted was you by my side, baby, you’re only along for the ride, only along for the ride.

    Memory pink and charcoal gray are the colors I painted this song.
    You were 19 and perfect, baby, but no one stays perfect too long.
    All I wanted was you by my side, baby, you’re only along for the ride, only along for the ride.

  2. I Can’t Escape

    I Can’t Escape

    Funny thing about this little heart of mine, all the ways that it can say (I love you).
    Longer than forever, till the end of time, no matter baby come what may (I love you).
    Look at me now, sitting all by myself, face another sleepless night all alone.
    All I look forward to is lying here living this song.
    I can’t escape thinking every day about you, can’t escape wishing, dear, you were still mine.
    Can’t escape thinking maybe I still love you, can’t escape caring for you all of the time.

    Listen to the music on the radio, top forty hits of yesterday (I love you).
    “Leaving on a Jet Plane,” “Blowin’ in the Wind,” “The Silly Games that People Play” (I love you),
    each of them carries your memory still, I can still see that look in your eyes.
    That one that preceded your kisses and followed your sighs.
    I can’t escape thinking every day about you, can’t escape wishing, dear, you were still mine.
    Can’t escape thinking maybe I still love you, can’t escape caring for you all of the time.

    Every rain in the morning reminds me of you, every night when it’s cold outside,
    every time that I ache inside.

    Sometimes I wish it was ten years ago, we were starting all over again.
    Yet the way that I feel is much more than just remembering when.
    I can’t escape thinking every day about you, can’t escape wishing, dear, you were still mine.
    Can’t escape thinking maybe I still love you, can’t escape caring for you all of the time.
    All of the time. All of the time.

  3. True Love Takes Time

    True Love Takes Time

    As I travel down the road and search the empty sky,
    waiting for the moment when my eyes will see.
    Many are the memories, the mysteries of time,
    how they dance around and whisper endlessly.
    Yes, I’ve traveled down this road before where so many men have come and gone.
    But you know it takes time (true love takes time).
    You know that true love takes time (true love takes time).
    And it’s so very hard to find (true love takes time). You know that love takes time.

    It seemed impossible that I could care again, so it seemed I had forgotten how to give.
    What is this miracle that brings me back my dreams?
    All at once I can remember how to live.
    Yes, I’ve traveled down this road before where so many men have come and gone.
    But you know it takes time (true love takes time).
    You know that true love takes time (true love takes time).
    And it’s so very hard to find (true love takes time).
    You know that true love takes time.

    I have been too much alone for oh, so many years, looking for someone to sing with me.
    Sweet harmony, my heart is open now and tender to the touch.
    But there is love enough to heal me in your hands,
    I’ll give you all my nights, all my sun and rainy days.
    I’ll give you all the time it takes to understand we’ve all traveled down this road before.
    Where so many fools have come and gone.
    But you know it takes time (true love takes time).
    You know that true love takes time (true love takes time).
    And it’s so very hard to find (true love takes time).
    You know that true love takes time. True love takes time.
    True love takes time. True love takes time.

  4. One World
  5. It’s A Possibility

    It’s A Possibility

    For all of the times that you’ve wondered why the world turned out this way,
    and all of the time that you’ve asked yourself about the games that people play,
    about the politics of hunger and the politics of need,
    how the politics of power seem to be the politics of greed,
    for all the times that you struggled in an effort to work your way back upstream,
    and all of the times you’ve held on to it when most of us had lost the dream,
    and for all of the ones who have walked with you, by your side or way back home,
    maybe much more than any of us, you know, that no one is really alone.

    Because the heart is still a hunter, it’s like a beacon in the night.
    And though the heart is just a lover, it’s never afraid to fight.
    We are fighting for more than survival, we are working for more than peace.
    We are giving ourselves to each other, making sure all injustice will someday cease.
    You can take a look around you and you can see how far we’ve come,
    all the separate parts, all the hundreds of hearts that are beating together as one.
    It’s a possibility for many tomorrows, it’s a possibility of a world to be made for everyone.
    It’s a possibility, no more suffering and sorrow, it’s a possibility, it’s in everyone.
    It’s a possibility of many tomorrows, we’re a possibility of a world truly made for everyone.
    We’re a possibility, no more suffering and more sorrow

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