Cat Stevens Smash Your Heart

You cut me deep,

but now i’m gonna see you weep, yeah

this broken man

is gonna do the best he can, yeah

I’ll see you pay, before I give you my heart

baby I’ll do without

There’ll come a day

when I’ll smash your heart

and then turn away

You played with me like a toy

and a little baby

After I broke

you just didn’t want to know, yeah

I’ll see you pay, before I give you my heart

baby I’ll do without

There’ll come a day

when I’ll smash your heart

and then turn away

My time will come,

and you’ll know when it’s begun, yeah

You’ll know because

you’re gonna be just where i was, yeah

I’ll see you pay, before I give you my heart

baby I’ll do without

There’ll come a day

when I’ll smash your heart

and then turn away

Cat Stevens Midday

I like to take a walk out in the midday

Checking life out in the park

I like to take a walk out in the midday

Ah, but I avoid the city after dark

Oh, I love to see the children playing in the rain

Splashing boots and kicking mud

Oh, I love to see the kids playing in the rain

Ah, but I avoid the city after dark

I love to feel the ocean blowing in my face

Wave as the old boats depart

I love to feel the wind blowing in my face

But avoid the city after dark

Cat Stevens Home In The Sky

Come the morning I’ll be far from here

Slowly rising in another sphere

Old world goodbye cause I’ll be

Home in the sky in the morning bye bye

Stars are crying over my old house

But I’m still breathing happy above the clouds

Home

Home at last because

All of the bad times are past

Music is a lady that I still love

Cause she gives me the air that I breathe

Music is a lady that I still need

Cause she brings me the food that I eat

Come the morning I’ll be far from here

Slowly rising in another sphere

Home, world goodbye

Cause I’ll be home in the sky in the morning

Bye Bye

Cat Stevens Morning Has Broken

Morning has broken, like the first morning

Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird

Praise for the singing, praise for the morning

Praise for them springing fresh from the word

Sweet the rain’s new fall, sunlit from heaven

Like the first dew fall, on the first grass

Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden

Sprung in completeness where his feet pass

Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning

Born of the one light, Eden saw play

Praise with elation, praise every morning

God’s re-creation of the new day

Morning has broken, like the first morning

Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird

Praise for the singing, praise for the morning

Praise for them springing fresh from the word

Cat Stevens The Devil Came From Kansas

Oh, the devil came from Kansas, where he went to I can’t say

Though I teach I’m not a preacher, and I aim to stay that way

There’s a monkey riding on my back, been there for some time

He says he knows me very well, but he’s no friend of mine

I am not a humble pilgrim

There’s no need to scrape and squeeze

And don’t beg for silver paper

When I’m trying to sell you cheese

Oh, the devil came from Kansas, where he went to I can’t say

If you really are my brother then you’d better start to pray

For the sins of those departed and the ones about to go

There’s a dark cloud just above us, don’t tell me ’cause I know

I am not a humble pilgrim

There’s no need to scrape and squeeze

And don’t beg for silver paper

When I’m trying to sell you cheese

No, I never came from Kansas, don’t forget to thank the cook

Which reminds me of my duty, I was lost and now I look

For the turnings and the signpost and the road which takes you down

To that pool inside the forest in whose waters I shall drown

I am not a humble pilgrim

There’s no need to scrape and squeeze

And don’t beg for silver paper

When I’m trying to sell you cheese

Cat Stevens Novim’s Nightmare

Once I had a dream, that worried me

Like a drunken guillotine

Lingering just above my head

Why, why, why, why?

Why was I born “The Nine”

Cursed repeatedly

Who would know if I should die.

No one needed me

Doo doo doo doo doo

Dark and empty was the place to which I’d come

Cold and silent was the house my name was on

Nine rooms and a tomb in every one

S’dark and empty was the place to which I’d come

All at once my bones began to change

I was tall and young again,

Sweet as rain falling on the snow

Who, who, who, who?

Who is he, who am I, and

What laid in between?

How can I say goodbye? No one let me in

Can’t see no need for Nine no more

Now it’s too late to open the door.