Stills by Stephen Stills 1975, Columbia Records 1. Turn Back the Pages 2.My Favorite Changes 3.My Angel 4.In the Way 5.Love Story 6.To Mama from Christopher and the Old Man 7.First Things First 8.New Mama 9.As I Come of Age 10.Shuffle Just as Bad 11.Cold Cold World 12.Myth of Sisyphus -------------------------------------------------------- Turn Back the Pages (Stephen Stills, Donnie Dacus) I thought I knew you I guess I took myself Right down the wrong road Leading to the past I know you're trying To rearrange your mind But you were lying Do you laugh in my face Turn back turn back the pages Who remembers names Who remembers faces Turn back don't drive yourself crazy Life's too short for ritualistic chases Maybe tomorrow You'll find you have to cry And in your sorrow See the mirror it doesn't lie Just like the last time You try to pull me down You are the past time And blind and death to sound Turn back turn back the pages Who remembers names Who remembers faces Turn back don't drive yourself crazy Life's too short for repetitious changes No use denying You wasted my time And caused the crying And the bitterness to hide Just trying to prove You need nobody else But you're bound to lose Lying to yourself Turn back turn back the pages Who remembers names Who remembers faces Turn back don't drive yourself crazy Life's too short for ritualistic chases Turn back turn back turn back the pages ------------------------------------ My Favorite Changes (Stephen Stills) This is my favorite set of changes Already good for a couple of songs Thought I might play them one more time And over again Makes me go back to the trouble I got into Tryin' to live up to what they said I lucked into At twenty-five And this part reminds me of my lady She loves me she's waitin' at home And the baby she's makin' I tell you it's frightenin' How she trusts me so And all of the sad times the bitter taste Left by the struggle to grow Must my baby know the blues So if you're still listenin' I hope you'll remember The kid with the big white guitar And all the sad stories to tell I think it's high time I went home she'll be worryin' And missin' me so How long can I let it drive Me crazy this music won't Let me go But here I stand tryin' so hard to find One more clever line For this song of mine But I can't seem to find Anything that will rhyme With my favorite changes --------------------------------------- My Angel (Stephen Stills, Dallas Taylor) My angel there she goes Where she comes from Nobody knows She came walkin' quiet as a bird, walkin' softly With a good word And who was I talkin' to Soon I must see for myself New love don't run away I don't think you understand How deeply you touch me My angel callin' me soft and low Love me gentle I've suffered and Fallen so low Can I try and love you best I can Take good care of you be your man Who was I talkin' to Soon she will see for herself New love don't run away I think she now understands How deeply she touches me My angel will she go Will she move on I just don't know If it happens that She has to go I'll be sorry but I can say that I did know My angel yes I did I knew my angel --------------------------- In the Way (Stephen Stills) Strangest sort of feelin' With me every day Everybody wasted A little more than they'd like to say Worry 'bout tomorrow Like it was today Leave you only sorrow Feelin' lost In the way When I was in prison It was only yesterday There were no longer cages Still I had to stay Think about tomorrow Like it was today Leave you only sorrow Feelin' lost And in the way Never saw the stranger Clouding up the day Never understanding Anything I say Do you know the meaning When you finally lose your way Who will be your witness Come to judgement day Think about tomorrow Like it was today Leave you only sorrow Feelin' lost And in the way --------------------------- Love Story (Stephen Stills) I'm out on the street All alone by the newsstand The lady of leisure comes Tearin' by Almost knocking me down She turns at the corner And looking back Lets her eyes send the message I'm helpless alone And I'm goin' down Help me I need someone gentle to love me My life is a miserable comedy Of strangers Posing as friends I know they don't know Who I am Hurry it's time to make your move boy Hurry better get along with it soon boy Hurry there she goes Hurry she's out the door boy You know you can win the battle But you can lose The war Hurry are your feet glued to the pavement boy You know you can win the battle But you can lose The war Thought I saw a fox I did I saw a fox Amidst that sea of pride Running Let me call a hansom cab We'll both get in and then go for a ride Nowhere Nothing spoken I retreat Find the subway take a seat I let myself get in my way And let her get away I got off the train at the next stop And headed back uptown I knew I could find her She so needed a friend I found her alone in a doorway The tears in her eyes Said there's nothing that you can say I just need an ending I gave her a flower And got her to smile And asked her quite frankly Would she not prefer A beginning -------------------------------------------------------- To Mama from Christopher and the Old Man (Stephen Stills) Believin' in you is believin' in me All the same circle game that makes us feel free So much behnd us so much to do Some days you eat the bear Some days the bear eats you Nothin' to worry 'bout But the worries That you make up yourself Christopher's watching me carefully now Wonderin' who I am listenin' to the sound He knows the best and the worst of me now I don't think I could go on if I let him down Nothin' to worry 'bout But the worries That you make up yourself So my love do the things you got to do Never have to be afraid, I'm always with you Believin' in me and you like Christopher does Believin' is the magic that makes one from the two of us Nothin' to worry 'bout But the worries That you make up yourself --------------------------------------------------------- First Things First (Stephen Stills, Joe Schermie, Jon Smith) First things first When you can quit livin' in the past When you stop worryin' 'bout tomorrow Then I think you just might last And I know the price of freedom Gettin' more than a little high In these angry days of sorrow We find the meaning of a lie So I sing about first things first First things first Remember everything you pass When it's time to go on back Remember to put the first things first And I know the price of freedom Gettin' more than a little high In these angry days of sorrow We find the meaning of a lie So I sing about first things first ----------------------- New Mama (Neil Young) New mama's got a son In her eyes No clouds are in my changing skies Each morning when I Get up to rise I'm livin' in a dreamland Changing times Ancient reasons That turn to lies Throw them all away Head in hand Gift of wonders to Understand And open all the way New mama's got a son In her eyes No clouds are in my changing skies Each morning when I Get up to rise I'm livin' in a dreamland --------------------------------- As I Come of Age (Stephen Stills) As I come of age I keep fallin' down And I feel just like a schoolboy I was in a senseless rage Runnin' too hard And I tore you all to pieces Yes but it's all over now I'm a little bit older now The lessons that I'm learnin' now Gonna make it easy Somehow Now then can I try Starting over Put the pieces back together Even as I cry bitter tears I can see it's all a puzzle A game Always the same By the time I die with the passing If I've sorted out my changes And if you could take the time I would tell you that it's still a puzzle The same Always a game ------------------------------------ Shuffle Just as Bad (Stephen Stills) Pretty woman you lovely such and such Think about the last time You had a gentle touch Did you feel it Ain't it just too much See somebody pretty Look you in the eye That's the one that touches you Do you need a place to hide And I'm just as bad as anything You ever thought about anyone And I know our time's goin' to come Just as sure as the risin' of the sun And I know she loves me so See somebody pretty Look you in the eye That's the one that touches you Do you need a place to hide ---------------------------------------------- Cold Cold World (Stephen Stills, Donnie Dacus) I been burned By a cold empty fire I been turned and led astray But you learn When you deal with a liar It's a cold cold world Cold world when it's Your friends I bee taken Down a blind street I been shaken and led astray You awaken With a bad bad feelin' It's a cold cold world When it's your friends You might listen you might Not it don't bother me You won't know till the Time catches up with you Can't you see how close I'm Watching you Feel like dirt They've taken my pride And what's worse I've been so betrayed And it hurts you deep down inside It's a cold cold world Cold world, when it's your friends You know trust is so hard to give But you must or you're gonna be alone When you're dust it just should not be That it was a cold cold world Cold world... cold cold world... In the end -------------------------------------------------- Myth of Sisyphus (Stephen Stills, Kenny Passarelli) Are you leavin' Bein' alone Always made you so sad I got memories of the city Followin' me everywhere I go Are you mad with heartache Got a country home And you a Parisienne Gonna take all your sorrows Right along with you when I'm gone And I got to go away Only need a couple of days I got one more chance to sing it And I ain't gon' waste my time 'Cause everything including you Is on the line Are you troubled Feelin' bad And no one seems to care Got the myth of Sisyphus