Quotes By Al Stewart

The evening sings in a voice of amber, the dawn is surely coming.

Nothing that's forced can ever be right, if it doesn't come naturally, leave it.

Looking so cool, his greed is hard to conceal, he's fresh out of law school, you gave him a license to steal.

Whoever you pretend to be, you must face yourself eventually.

You reach out your hand, but you're all alone, in those time passages.

Louis Armstrong playing trumpet on the Judgment Day.

Jimi Hendrix played loud and free, Sergeant Pepper was real to me.

We measure our days out in steps of uncertainty not turning to see how far we've come. And peer down the highway from here to eternity and reach out for love on the run.

Look to the past and remember no empire rises that sooner or later won't fall.