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| 4:00 | 
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| 2. |
| 2:48 | 
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The older I get the more stupid I feel
I don't know what's going on Tired of trying to be strong When I should be crying The further I go the less distance I see Leave behind another home The harder I try the less people I please The older I get the more lucid I feel Let it go and let it come Tired of trying to belong When I could be flying |
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| 3. |
| 4:42 |
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Now that you're gone
Nothing is wrong But everything's changed Words in your hand Do I set them in stone Or throw them away Now everything we did Like photographs that always moved (and that wasn't strange) Now they're in the can Let's put them on a shelf Let's put them in the ground They'll never move again Ever after Ever after Ever after Over and done All of the fun And all of the pain Why don't I laugh Why don't I cry It ends up all the same Now that you're gone Everything is wrong Though nothing has changed And everything we said Is there on a tape For the future to play Let's put it in the ground That's where it ought to stay Ever after Ever after Ever after And it'll be all right . . . |
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| 4. |
| 4:07 |
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| 5. |
| 5:18 |
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It happened one night
At three in the morning The devil appeared in my studio room And he said I'm your pal And I'll make you a deal Blow away your struggle And take your soul for a toy After rubbing my eyes I looked all around me At the half-finished drivel I'd worked on for days And I told him my dream Was to live for all time In some perfect refrain Like the man who wrote Danny Boy And I said if you're real, then I'll ask you a question While most of us turn into ashes or dust Just you and that other guy go on forever But who writes the history And who do I trust? He gave me a wink And he said it was funny How mortals would pour all their blood, sweat and tears Onto tape, onto paper Or into the air To be lost and forgotten Outside of his kind employ Then I thought I could hear a great sound in the distance Of whiskey-soaked singing And laughter and cheers And they're saying, that song could bring tears to a glass eye So pass me the papers, I'll sign them in blood And the smell of the brimstone was turned into greasepaint And the roar of the crowd like the furies of hell And I hear the applause and I hear the bells ringing And the sound of a woman's voice from the next room saying Come to me now Come lay down beside me Whatever you're doing you're too going to see You can't hold onto shadows, no more than to years So be glad for the pleasures We're young enough to enjoy So maybe I'm drunk Or maybe a liar Or maybe we're all living inside a dream You can say what you like When I'm gone, then you'll see I'll be down in the dark Down underground With Shakespeare and Bach And the man who wrote Danny Boy |
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| 6. |
| 4:28 |
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| 7. |
| 6:20 |
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Shall I stay or go
Through the door Will the pen to flow Watch the stars Sleep's a chore The moon is growing cold It hangs like a sliver of tin How do our dreams unfold And why are my bones feeling thin I watch my pen as though My fingers could shatter like icicles And before my eyes Lie glittering and useless on a field of snow |
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| 8. |
| 4:54 |
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Something's coming
Something big Something I can't stand Dark as the ocean Secret and cruel Something I can't command Something's waiting Down a mugger's alley To see what's on my mind Take a deep breath Start walking faster It's dark, but I'm not blind You never know If I push at this wall My hand could pass through So This cloud of unknowing Could disappear too It's only the future |
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| 9. |
| 6:14 |
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| 10. |
| 5:27 |
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I'm sinking in
To a sea of secrets Warm and green Down and down Back to times and places never seen Now and then I can wake and I remember Just one secret thing Through the rain I can keep a candle burning Under the skin of the world It's sinking in No need for fear of drowning Drift away These monsters here Are only faces I don't wear by day Now and then I can wake, and in the mirror Demons turn to friends Through the pain I can dig a little deeper Under the skin of the world |
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