The Moody Blues' Hometown

"The Moody Blues' hometown is at Birmingham, England, United Kingdom."

The Moody Blues Members History

"The Members of the Moody Blues had meet back in 1964 with Denny Laine, Clint Warwick, Ray Thomas, Graeme Edge and Mike Pinder. Back in 1966, Clint Warwick left the Moody Blues and they have another member in their band, his name is Rodney Clark. By that year of 1966, Denny Laine and Rodney Clark left the Moody Blues. Back in 1966 and 1967, the Moody Blues have newer members. Their names are Justin Hayward and John Lodge. Back in 1978, Mike Pinder left the Moody Blues and they have another member in their band, his name is Patrick Moraz. Back in 1990, Patrick Moraz left the Moody Blues. Back in 2002 and 2003, Ray Thomas left the Moody Blues. Today, The Moody Blues still had Justin Hayward, John Lodge and Graeme Edge."

The Moody Blues Narration History

"The Moody Blues started their narrations back in 1967 creating The Days of the Future Passed. Next they created The in Search of the Lost Chord back in 1968 for more of their narrations. They continued their narrations until 1969 creating On the Threshold of a Dream and To our Children's Children's Children. Their next narrations were created by their next album they created A Question of the Balance back in 1970. For their next narrations back in 1971 were created in their next album Every Good Boy Deserves a Favor. Their last narrations were created back in 1972 and 1973 were created in their last old album The Seventh Sojourn."

Lost In A Lost World

"I woke up today, I was crying lost in a lost world. So many people are dying lost in a lost world. Some of them are living an illusion, bounded by the darkness of their minds. In their eyes it's nation against nation against nation, with racial pride, sad hearts they hide, thinking only of themselves, they shun the light. Somehow, they shun the light. They think they're right. Somehow, they think they're right living in their empty shells oh, can you see their world is crashing so many people, so many people crashing down around their feet and angry people in the street, are telling them they've had their fill. So many people of politics that wound and kill so many people grow, the seeds of evolution. So many people, so many people. Revolution never won, it's just another form of gun to do again what they have done so many people, so many people with all our brothers, youngest sons. So many people, so many people everywhere you go you'll see them, searching everywhere you turn, you'll feel the pain. Everyone is looking for the answer. Well, look again. Come on my friend, love will find them in the end. Come on my friend, we've got to bend on our knees and say a prayer oh, can you feel the world is pining so many people, so many people pining for someone who really cares enough to share his love, with all of us so we can be. So many people an ever loving family. So many people oh, have you forgotten we're all children. So many people, so many people. Children from a family tree. That's longer than a centipede and started long ago. When you and I? So many people, so many people were only love . . . . . so many people, so many people. I woke up today, I was crying lost in a lost world, so many people are dying, lost in a lost world. So many people, so many people, people lost in a lost world. So many people, so many people, people lost in a lost world . . . . !"

The Procession

"Desolation . . . . . Creation . . . . . Communication . . . . !"

The Balance

"After he had journeyed and his feet were sore. And he was tired. He came upon an orange grove and he rested. And he lay in the cool. And while he rested. He took to himself an orange and tasted it. And it was good. And he felt the earth to his spine. And he asked. And he saw the tree above him. And the stars. And the veins in the leaf. And the light. And the balance. And he saw magnificent perfection. Whereon he thought to himself in the balance and he knew he was. Just open your eyes and realize the way it's always been. Just open your mind and you will find the way it's always been. Just open your heart and that's a start. And he thought of those, he angered for he was not a violent man. And he thought of those, he hurt for he was not a cruel man. And he thought of those, he frightened for he was not an evil man. And he understood, he understood himself. Upon this he saw that when he was of anger or knew. Hurt or felt fear. It was because, he was not understanding and he learned compassion. And with his eye of compassion. He saw his enemies like unto himself and he learned love. Then, he was answered. Just open your eyes and realize the way it's always been. Just open your mind and you will find the way it's always been. Just open your heart and that's a start."

Higher And Higher

"Blasting, billowing, bursting forth with the power of 10 billion butterfly sneezes, man with his flaming pyre has conquered the wayward breezes climbing to tranquility, far above the cloud conceiving the heavens, clear of misty shroud. Higher and higher. Now we've learned to play with fire, go higher and higher and higher. Vast vision must improve our sight, perhaps at last we'll see and end. To our homes endless blight and the beginning of the free. Climb to tranquility, finding it's real worth conceiving the heavens, flourishing on earth. Higher and higher. Now we've learned to play with fire, go higher and higher and higher!"

In The Beginning

"I think, I think I am, therefore I am. I think? Of course you are my bright little star, I've miles and miles of files, pretty files of your forefather's fruit and now to suit, our great computer, you're magnetic ink. I'm more than that, I know I am, At least, I think I must be. There you go man, keep us cool as you can, face piles of trials of smiles, it riles them to believe that you perceive the web they weave and keep on thinking free."