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In the evening, when you're blue
You will feel me walking through you When you're crying, that's my cue My reminding, walking through you When you're singing something true I'll be listening, walking through you And those memories that you lose I can find them, walking through you When you dance, and you're baby's dancing, too Then I will walk through you In the windows, in the view There's a shadow walking through you When you're cold, when you're crude That's my sorrow, walking through you When you wake in the silence of your room Then I will walk through you |
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| 3:26 |
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In the evening, when you're blue
You will feel me walking through you When you're crying, that's my cue My reminding, walking through you When you're singing something true I'll be listening, walking through you And those memories that you lose I can find them, walking through you When you dance, and you're baby's dancing, too Then I will walk through you In the windows, in the view There's a shadow walking through you When you're cold, when you're crude That's my sorrow, walking through you When you wake in the silence of your room Then I will walk through you |
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| 3:06 |
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Sometimes I love you
Sometimes I hate you I know you struggle, too It's in your nature 'Cause you and me were never meant to be together But you took off your dress And something in that mess Got changed forever Some days, a break through Some days, a break down When I fall out of love, you Meet me on the way down Because you and me were never meant to be together But you took off your dress And something in that mess Got changed forever Forever, stains and scratches Written on the leather And when the sun comes slanting in I swear it's raining feathers 'Cause I can't find myself Among this stuff we've thrown together Because somewhere here, a shirt of mine Is twisted in the arms of your sweater And sometimes I love you And sometimes I hate you I know that you do, too It's in your nature Because you and me were never meant to be together But you took off your dress And something in that mess Got changed forever, forever... |
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| 4:31 |
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Baby, I was not the one
I guess you know that now But I kept you real distracted for a while. I look back and nothing much Ever comes to mind Sometimes I can picture half a smile We were thick as thieves Hung on each others sleeves Kissing all the time But if I ever loved you shouldn't I be crying Shouldn't I be cracking up And drinking all the time? Yeah, if I ever loved you how come I feel alright How come the nights are so easy And the mornings look so bright? I try to figure what has gone I seem to look the same Maybe there's a tightness around my eyes Sometimes the evening comes I think I miss someone And then I realise That if I ever loved you shouldn't I be crying Shouldnt I be cracking up And drinking all the time? Yeah, if I ever loved you how come I feel alright How come the nights are so easy And the mornings look so bright? Love it can make your world Bring you alive But I wasn't dead before So baby, you ain't hard to survive. Maybe I was not the one But I had to try And in the end there's no such thing As wasted time I was the interim Between nothing-ness and him So how is that a crime? But if I ever loved you shouldn't I be crying? Shouldn't I be cracking up and drinking all the time? Yeah, if I ever loved you how come I feel alright? How come the nights are so easy And the mornings looks so bright? |
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| 3:15 |
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Only love makes killing time so cruel
The hours come and you drag them round with you When she is gone the whole hang dark house aches And you hum along to the sound of heartbreaks You think you hear in every song But only love will make you wait so long For the little gifts that keep you holding on A scribbled ring around the town she's staying in The little dent in the bed you're laying in The heady scent she leaves on you But only love makes killing time so cruel So many things that you must get round to A dripping tap, a month's mail to sort through If you could just get your mind to clear But it's only love, and it keeps you waiting here |
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| 3:17 |
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The thing that makes your eyes glitter isn't always gold dust
The wings you think life's given you, they couldn't lift a bread crust A siren in the sky calls my body home The last remaining high leaves me low-down and alone The maps of where you are can be found in every bar Where those cozy little hommelies hang The things makes your eyes glitter isn't always gold dust The wings you think life's given you, they couldn't lift a bread crust The confidence of kings leaches from my hands Where Jupiter did sing a drunken janitor now stands To figure who you are you look in every single car Where they stick those tired sideways looks at life The thing that makes your eyes glitter isn't always gold dust The wings you life's given you, they couldn't lift a bread crust Alone, that ain't the word It's just a groan in the morning nobody ever heard The thing that makes your eyes glitter isn't always gold dust The wings you think life's given you, they couldn't lift a bread crust |
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| 3:43 |
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Once I get my heart back in my hand
I'll squeeze out every drop of love I can To rid myself of you I want with all my soul But what I want is out of my control, my control All I have to do is fool around Drag out this old carcass on the town I know how it is done Just shake the dice and roll But what I want is out of my control Why can't I free myself, climb out of this hole Deep inside you have taken hold I try, try, try, but every time I just find It's out of my control Twenty planes, they leave the runway every day Taking yet another chance away But I could cut and run Take half what makes me whole But what I want is out of my control Yeah, baby, it's out of my control |
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| 3:49 |
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| 3:59 |
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Lovers leave their traces like jets across the sky
They find in all those faces, lines they recognize My keepsakes have there places At the back of a drawer Or slipped between pages and stuck on a shelf But I'm still in love I'm still in love I'm still in love With nothing but myself Yes, sometimes I remember The way they signed their names And always in December, I feel some kind of shame The heart, it stays so tender I reminisce like a hangman wishing his prisoners well But I'm still in love I'm still in love I'm still in love With nothing but myself And I know their mother's ages And I know all the stories so well And I know I'll see their faces in Hell So wipe away their traces Blow the dust off of the shelf Because I'm still in love I'm still in love I'm still in love With nothing but myself |
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| 7:40 |
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Big Macs for the fat, lo-cal wraps for the call centre battery hens,
Japanese snacks for the choice-spoilt citizens, caviar kickbacks for the citadel denizens. Airport shoeshines servicing the suits among the little silver stereos and hand-rolled cheroots, First class passengers file on last after the scum are packed in with their tax-free loot. Checkout calamity, you're cheated out of loyalty points, ten more years at this joint you'd be home & dry, Beggars beat round the cash machines but you just slip between them with the usual lie. Terrible tales of kidnapped kids keep you focused on the family and filling up the fridge, Neighbourhood watchers shop dole dodgers, stick their semis on the market & start racking up the bids. Should you stand and fight, should you die for what you think is right So your useless contribution will be remembered? If you're asking me I say no, surrender. Constant growth the cancerous cure, a swarming race of profiteers ensure Cheap cars for the rich, cheap lives for the poor, cheap weeks in the sun, free drinks at the door. Puerile propaganda plugs up the TV, keep folk following the money so they'll never be free Keep them swallowing the swill, the celebrities, the paedophiles, the immigrants invading from the Camp over the hill. War talk, the big debate, footsoldiers in the capitol liberating new kinds of hate Cum-shots of human dots caught in the spotlight's glare; he dies who dares. Fatuous fast-trackers sneering at the shelf-stackers, little Middle-Englanders can't stand the backpackers, Fortress Freedom, come on in, take your chances-you might win. Should you stand and fight, should you die for what you think is right So your useless contribution will be remembered? If you're asking me I say no, surrender. Sunset beaches security patrolled, keep out the undesirables who won't accept the code Equal opportunity to live in total poverty, execute the ignorant incarcerate the slow Car caressing managers choking up the avenues, brain dead patriots standing in salute Paperwork raining again and again so that billionaires can claim there's an enemy to shoot Pill pushers, doorsteppers, personal goal shoppers, lifestyle trendsetters, meditating mindbenders, Hare-brained share sellers pumping out stocks til you're choking on a chain-letter avalanche of dross. God squads crawling through every country tracking down fools who are bullshit hungry Blinded by divinity followers fall into the man-traps set along the Wailing Wall. Athletes compete in grand charades while tanks flatten streets and a nation laughs, Visa holders gape at the changing guards while creeps bribe bums to take their photographs. Film fans flock to the latest schlock, blockbusters block out even the vaguest thought Bankrupt schools grind out fool after fool then feed them to a system where idiots rule. Polling booths, phone votes, bogus questionnaires, you get a say as if anybody cares Joe Public doesn't want to play so liquidate his life as he looks the other way. Don't get sick, don't get wise or they'll gut you with a jistice where everything is lies March down Main Street, complain if you want but it's twenty years straight for the losers at the front. If you're asking me I say no, surrender |
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