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Argent - I Am the Dance of Ages
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"I am the dance of ages" is a song by Brittish rock band Argent from their third album "All Together Now" released in 1972.
Rod Argent -- organ, electric piano, vocals
Russ Ballard -- guitar, vocals
Jim Rodford -- bass guitar, guitar, vocals
Robert Henrit -- drums, percussion
LYRICS
I am the dance of ages, the drummer and the wine.
Heartbeat in the sand, rings inside your hand.
I am the body power, the rhythm of your joy.
The spiral in the air, the line inside a prayer.
Ride on the rising tide,
walk on the water.
Spray with each burning day,
high, going high.
I am the shout of thunder, a cannon in the wind.
Tearing up the skies, blinding out the lines.
I am the beat of anger, the temple of your hate.
Horseman in the night, hell-hound in the night.
Ride on the rising tide,
walk on the water.
Spray with each burning day,
high, going high.
I am the dance of ages, the drummer and the wine.
Heartbeat in the sand, rings inside your hand.
I am the body power, the rhythm of your joy.
The spiral in the air, the line inside a prayer.
Ride on the rising tide,
walk on the water.
Spray with each burning day,
high, going high.
"I am the dance of ages" is a song by Brittish rock band Argent from their third album "All Together Now" released in 1972.
Rod Argent -- organ, electric piano, vocals
Russ Ballard -- guitar, vocals
Jim Rodford -- bass guitar, guitar, vocals
Robert Henrit -- drums, percussion
LYRICS
I am the dance of ages, the drummer and the wine.
Heartbeat in the sand, rings inside your hand.
I am the body power, the rhythm of your joy.
The spiral in the air, the line inside a prayer.
Ride on the rising tide,
walk on the water.
Spray with each burning day,
high, going high.
I am the shout of thunder, a cannon in the wind.
Tearing up the skies, blinding out the lines.
I am the beat of anger, the temple of your hate.
Horseman in the night, hell-hound in the night.
Ride on the rising tide,
walk on the water.
Spray with each burning day,
high, going high.
I am the dance of ages, the drummer and the wine.
Heartbeat in the sand, rings inside your hand.
I am the body power, the rhythm of your joy.
The spiral in the air, the line inside a prayer.
Ride on the rising tide,
walk on the water.
Spray with each burning day,
high, going high.