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| 1. |
| 5:20 | 
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Behind me, a caravan weighed down
With bad dreams and ghosts of apologies There's no room, no room inside For a hitcher with a suitcase of pride Before me, a stallion pulls like the moon Sun through the trees tells me I'll be there soon The wind cries, 'cause she saw me crying About the times I find myself lying. I must have fallen by the wayside The wheels crack beneath my foolish pride Give me a sign in your direction And show me to road to your soul. Unhitch the wagon 'cause it hinders me I'll hitch my skirts up and go carelessly, Barefoot and riding bareback Wind in my hair, it feels like honesty. I must have fallen by the wayside The wheels crack beneath my foolish pride Give me a sign in your direction And show me to road to your soul. I must have fallen by the wayside The wheels crack beneath my foolish pride Give me a sign in your direction And show me to road to your soul. To your soul, to your soul. Give me a sign in your direction And show me to road to your soul. Close the chapter on a journey... Burn the book and give me sanctuary, In your arms it feels like... In your arms it feels like... It feels like home. |
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| 2. |
| 3:10 |
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The sun is low and the grass is tall
We're butterflies on a garden wall I am she as you are he And nowhere will they find us now Dream now, dream now Dream now, dream now And find you're not dreaming at all Reality can cast his net Come fly away! We can't let him catch us yet We're fireflies heading for the clouds To where they'll never find us now Dream now, dream now Dream now, dream now And find you're not dreaming at all I'm calling your name Can you hear me So far away from you Far from home Now, dream now Dream now, dream now Ooh ooh, dream now And find you're not dreaming at all Ooh ooh, dream now Dream now, dream now Dream now, dream now And find you're not dreaming at all |
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| 3. |
| 3:59 |
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Love child
Sugar and spices scattered all around you Stay awhile Say something strange and someone may believe you What do you get when you give your love? It can't be gold You can't be sold It can't be silver 'Cause silver never pleased you Like hanging around the flowers Like honeybees do With dark eyes Glistening with tears 'Cause heaven still eludes you |
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| 4. |
| 3:49 |
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Dress me in scarlet
Ribbons and bows so everyone knows I'm hiding a face That hasn't the grace to go free. Dress me in shadows Sad April skies have opened my eyes To the lie that I live And given the river away I'll change these clothes if I want to, and I do I think that I've found out What no-one's about to tell me I think that I've found out I don't wear scarlet well. Waiting before me Poets and painters may say; "When will you stumble our way Kick off your red shoes and fly now" I'll die for their words if I want to, and I do. Always before me Poets and sages may say; "We've been lamenting your fall And carving it all into stone here And skimming them into the river, just for you..." I think that I've found out What no-one's about to tell me I think that I've found out The place where angels fell from... I think that I've found out I don't wear scarlet well. |
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| 5. |
| 7:26 |
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There's a Victorian tin, I keep my memories in,
I found it up in the attic. After looking inside, I find the things that I'm hiding... The leaves saved from a mistletoe kiss, Only nostalgia has me feeling like this... Like I miss you, It must be the time of year. Remember December, It's like a wintergreen beside a diamond stream, Remember December, A fall of snow and the afterglow. It could be taking our breath away But the years stand in the way, Remember December, How does it make you feel inside? Beneath a Valentine, I see a locket is shining I think it must be the wine, Makes me feel it's all real. Where nothing seems to rhyme To breathe life into the dust of a keepsake I might as well try to fix a chain on a snowflake Or a heartache, It must be the time of year. Remember December, It's like a wintergreen beside a diamond stream, Remember December, A fall of snow and the afterglow. It could be taking our breath away But the years stand in the way, Remember December, How does it make you feel inside? Should I feel this alone, should I pick up the phone Should I call you up and wish you 'Happy Christmas'? I feel so alone, should I pick up the phone Take my heart in my hand And ask if you remember December, It's like a wintergreen beside a diamond stream, Remember December, A fall of snow and the afterglow. It could be taking our breath away But the years stand in the way, Remember December, How does it make you feel inside? |
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| 6. |
| 3:09 |
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Lady Jane had a castle in Spain
Caviar and a second car 'Cause she's married to a film star Children they had, always good, never bad Life's a peach, she had one of each And a house beside the beach, oh Jane You'd better wake yourself And shake yourself on up Look in a looking-glass And see the past you know So many fingers pull at the fabric of your dreams And by the sundial it seems Time's come to live a real life Blind Lemon Sam, he's a blues man He lives in a shack by the rail track And Janie's got her bags packed She's moving in-- she believes she loves him Life begun and they had some fun And they made a lot of love and raised a son You'd better pinch yourself Convince yourself it's real You'd better look around At the happiness you found So many fingers pull at the fabric of your dreams And by the sundial it seems Time's come to live a real life Sam passed away and Janie cried all day She turned for love to the Lord above 'Cause that's all that she could think of to do You'd better wake yourself And shake yourself on up Look in a looking-glass And see the past you know So many fingers pull at the fabric of your dreams And by the sundial it seems Time's come to live a real life Time's come to live a real life |
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| 7. |
| 3:33 |
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Won't you let your hair down
Won't you kick your shoes off Maybe shake the blues off a while Or even crack a smile? Are you reading fortunes Or just reading Nietzsche? Find another teacher He ain't worth an apple But it takes more than the blues to bring me down Like a lonely house in a nowhere kind of town A hole in the sky where the rain comes tumbling down It'll take more than the blues to bring me down So you like to worry? You'd better kick the habit Better reach and grab it When you feel the sunshine Are we getting wiser Or just getting older When we know the shoulder We'd most like to cry on But it takes more than the blues to bring me down Like a lonely house in a nowhere kind of town A hole in the sky where the rain comes tumbling down It'll take more than the blues to bring me down But it takes more than the blues to bring me down Like a lonely house in a nowhere kind of town A hole in the sky where the rain comes tumbling down It'll take more than the blues to bring me down But it takes more than the blues to bring me down Like a lonely house in a nowhere kind of town A hole in the sky where the rain comes tumbling down It'll take more than the blues to bring me down Like a lonely house in a nowhere kind of town A hole in the sky where the rain comes tumbling down It'll take more than the blues to bring me down |
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| 3:13 |
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Sunday, Sunday, where have you been
Your emerald eyes Like your hands, reaching out to me? The wolves are out tonight Under the hunter's moon Cinnabar staining the hem of her lace She's starting to blush But the moon helps to pale her face "The groom has gone", she sighed And slept for a hundred years Sunday's child and the wolf were wed To Monday's child with her empty head Tuesday's child seemed to know the answer Sister Monday, what did you find? "I found it all But somehow I lost my mind East of the universe And north of a snowbound star Oberon told me: 'The devil lives there!' Maybe he stole it And it could be anywhere One soul in silent millions Trying to get back home Sunday's child and the wolf were wed To Monday's child with her empty head Tuesday's child seemed to know the answer Sunday's child and the wolf were wed To Monday's child with her empty head Tuesday's child seemed to know the answer Sunday's child and the wolf were wed To Monday's child with her empty head Tuesday's child seemed to know the answer |
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| 2:41 |
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I had a dream that we were skating
The ice was thin and we were waiting to fall right in However deep the truth is hidden Once you know it's still forbidden It doesn't feel right We can throw it away And pieces of our heart Remain unbroken Just like the chain that binds us Just like the rain that finds us sheltering again Just like the chemistry All woven into tapestry By hands of Fate, and love and hate And sad guitars and stars If it feels right We can't throw it away They're pieces of our heart We can't tear it apart They're pieces of our heart We never needed to know And so we remain unspoken But if it feels right We can't throw it away They're pieces of our heart We can't tear it apart They're pieces of our heart We never needed to know And so we remain unspoken |
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| 10. |
| 3:12 |
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A red neon sign draws him
Into a wine bar Where a woman is crying Unaware of the whisky he's buying her "Can I join you a while ma'am?" "Honey, when you're as broken up as I am You'd have to be Jesus to join up all these pieces" The night before the morning after "Are you here alone Can I take you home? It's a real disgrace Seeing your pretty face In this ugly place" The night before the morning after A ride in a taxi To a rented apartment in a back street Whisky-bottle graveyard Rent is low so she's trying to save hard To get out of the city It takes time but she won't take his pity They carry on drinking And she knows what he's thinking The night before the morning after And her stockings are torn And the heels of her shoes are worn She could be a waitress She could be an actress But he thinks she's a temptress The night before the morning after The night before the morning after There's a space in her bed Where the stranger laid his head She remembers him kissing her He was such a good listener But he sure won't be missing her |
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| 11. |
| 3:21 |
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Ribbons from your dancing shoes
In shreds and threads and feeling used Are hanging up our yesterdays Down the street, the empty dance halls Due to empty circumstance All seem to be closed down today And through the silence I hear the word for love I hear the word for death But I don't hear any answer While death can talk of 'la mort' And love can whisper 'l'amour' The floor has lost its dancers Take your partner by the hand And dance the ghost of a sarabande Moving like a miracle Shoe to shoe and cheek to cheek Every day of every week Step by step by century Through the silence I hear the word for love I hear the word for death But I don't hear any answer While death can talk of 'la mort' And love can whisper 'l'amour' The floor has lost its dancers I hear the word for love I hear the word for death But I don't hear any answer While death can talk of 'la mort' And love can whisper 'l'amour' The floor has lost its dancers now |
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| 12. |
| 4:20 |
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If there's Sunday in their eyes
And they can't disguise it Half-sick of shadows grayer Than the fair Elaine knows It's four hours after twelve And you're scared of yourself Feeling so afraid Like a child in an air-raid And if there's only one reason To live in this world I'll find it And if there's only one reason To give of yourself Ask the lonely and the dying If your drowning in the doubt As the candle goes out Faces at the window And a whispering that won't go Focus on the dawn And the promise of morning Look ahead of winter Let the breath of summer into you And if there's only one reason To live in this world I'll find it And if there's only one reason To give of yourself Ask the lonely and the dying They're always waiting for morning Always waiting for light to come around Always waiting for morning And the light to come shining in They're always waiting for morning Always waiting for light to come around Always waiting for morning And the light to come shining in And if there's only one reason To live in this world Ask the lonely and the dying Ask the lonely and the dying |
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| 13. |
| 4:31 |
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The milkmoons dwell in their quiet shells
Where they fell from the heaven Two pearl fishermen hold their breath again Fight to the death again for the same prize Oh my brother, one of us loses One must drown and the other she chooses The jade of the blue offers diamonds to you But you find it's not true when the sun sets You dive far below Where the sun doesn't go Where your brother won't know And you hear her saying: "Oh my lover, now that you've found me Now your brother is bound to be drowned I don't know why you'd feud over me All those pearls lay asleep on the sea bed" The pearl in his hand She's just a grain of sand She's dressed up as snow In the moonlight She's porcelain On his sallow skin He's been taken in By illusion Oh my brother, we're both of us losers I don't know why she ever did choose us To call one her lover and bury the other So I'll hold my breath 'til the story is over |
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