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DISCID=9c07db0c,ad07d00c
DTITLE=Mannheim Steamroller / Fresh Aire
DYEAR=
DGENRE=New Age
TTITLE0=Prelude
TTITLE1=Chocolate Fudge
TTITLE2=Interlude I
TTITLE3=Sonata
TTITLE4=Interlude II
TTITLE5=Saras Band
TTITLE6=Fresh Aire
TTITLE7=Rondo
TTITLE8=Interlude III
TTITLE9=Pass The Keg (Lia)
TTITLE10=Interlude IV
TTITLE11=Mist
EXTD=1974 American Gramaphone AGCD-355\n\nWritten and arranged by ChipD
EXTD=avis\nProduced by Don Sears, Chip Davis\nPublished by American Gra
EXTD=maphone/SESAC\nJackson Berkey - All keyboards\nChip Davis - Drumsa
EXTD=nd recorders\nEric Hansen - Bass\nDenny Schneider - Trumpet\nBillBu
EXTD=ntain - Trombone\nStrings: Mortimer Alpert, Joe Landes, Hugh Brow
EXTD=n,\nDorothy Brown, Alex Sokol, Merton Shatzkin,\nMiriam Duffelmeye
EXTD=r, Dorothy Rendina, Lucinda Gladics,\nJean Hassel, Ginni Eldred, 
EXTD=Beth McCollum,\nJoe Rosenstein, James Hammond, Paul Todd,\nVirgini
EXTD=a Moriarity, Jess Stern, Karl Lyon, Bob Malec,\nLarry Sutton YEAR
EXTD=: 1975 ID3G: 10
EXTT0=I am a Raindrop... and I fell, crystallized.  One gray\nwinter mo
EXTT0=rningin the yesterday of your life...  it was cold...\nso very co
EXTT0=ld... butthe year was new and you had plans...\nand dreams of war
EXTT0=m places... you drew their pictures\nin the frost... and I froze 
EXTT0=them into your memory... it was\nJanuary... such a long time ago
EXTT1=... And I glistened at the tip of an icicle as you climed\nthe hi
EXTT1=ll with your sled... and when you raced down the\nlong icy path,I
EXTT1= stung your nose with tiny needles of\nsnow...  and dripped fromy
EXTT1=our overshoes when you\nstood in the door that evening... it was 
EXTT1=February, and\nyou were cold and tired... and hungry...
EXTT2=... And you looked through me one afternoon as I ran\nslowly down
EXTT2=yourwindowpane.  The winds were high\nand your newspaper kite was
EXTT2= ready...but the sun was\ngone and I was there... making you wait
EXTT2= 'til tomorrow...\nit was March, and you were impatient.
EXTT3=... And I followed the two of you into the woods one\ngray-greend
EXTT3=ay...but when I touched her face, you ran\nto hide from me... Iwa
EXTT3=tched from a leaf as you kissed her...\ngently... and she kissed 
EXTT3=you back... itwas April...\nand you were in love... for the first
EXTT3= time
EXTT4=... And I mixed with your tears as you said goodbye to your\nfath
EXTT4=er...and when the prayer had been said... and his song\nhad beens
EXTT4=ung... Itried to tell you that crying is good...\nfor how canone 
EXTT4=know happiness until one has felt sorrow...\nit was May... and th
EXTT4=e flowers were coming up again...
EXTT5=... And I was dew, sparkling in the grass as the sun came\nup one
EXTT5=summer morning... and you had a day to remember...\nit was Junean
EXTT5=d everything was right with your world...\nand the child you'djus
EXTT5=t brought into it...
EXTT6=... And I stayed away in a cloud one night and let you\nlay on yo
EXTT6=ur back and look up at the stars... it was July,\nthe air was cle
EXTT6=ar and yourealized, at last, what a joyous\nthing it is... to bea
EXTT6=live.
EXTT7=I am only a Raindrop... but I created the snow on the\nmaintain y
EXTT7=ou climbed... I made the rainbow you saw...\nI started the rivers
EXTT7=you crossed and I filled the oceans\nyou sailed... it was Augusta
EXTT7=nd you and I were somewhere...\ndoing our thing.
EXTT8=... And I ran as a brook in a meadow as you walked beside\nme one
EXTT8=sunny, golden day... I listened as you told your son\nabout themy
EXTT8=steries ofnature, and the realities of life...\nit was Septemer..
EXTT8=. and the sttoflow a little faster...
EXTT9=... And as I danced with the leaves through their fast,\nmad whir
EXTT9=l...you gathered together... family and friends...\nto honor your
EXTT9= son... and his bride... it was a time for\nfestival... and a far
EXTT9=ewell toast tobrilliance of Autumn,\nIt was October, and winterwo
EXTT9=uld soon be here.
EXTT10=... And when my sisters clung to the thin bare branches\nof the t
EXTT10=reesoutside your window... you sat by the fire\nand looked at the
EXTT10= fading pictures... and the tiny scraps\nof life that had been sa
EXTT10=ved for such aday... it was\nNovember... and the days were gettin
EXTT10=g shorter...
EXTT11=I am a Raindrop... and I fell slowly one night... changing\nto sn
EXTT11=ow...covering the earth with a soft white blanket...\nand as youw
EXTT11=atched the lights twinkling in the evergreen\nboughs, I heard you
EXTT11=r heart say you were happy...\nbecause you knew that if one light
EXTT11= should fail, the\nothers would still burn bright... it was Decem
EXTT11=ber... and you\nwere sleepy...
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