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It's not the laughter of rain in the drain It's not the laughter of a man in pain It's not the laughter you can hide behind It's not the laughter of a frightened mind Balanced on the brink only waiting for a shove You better listen for the laugh of love
It's not the laughter of the gloating rich It's not the laughter of the sacred bitch It's not the laughter of the macho fool It's not the laughter that obeys the rules More of a chain saw in a velvet glove You better listen for the laugh of love >It's not the laughter of a child with toys It's not the laughter of the president's boys It's not the laughter of the media king This laughter doesn't sell you anything It's the wind in the wings of a diving dove You better listen for the laugh of love Whatever else you might be thinking of You better listen for the laugh of love |
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| 2. |
| 4:18 |
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The hills are full of secrets
Owls watch by night Down in town the bars are full And the drunks are picking fights These are things I know But the facts are filtered through All the ways I want you 2:19 freight train Moaning somewhere near I see you in the distance But I can't get there from here Hard to believe it's happening But my whole world's shrunken to All the ways I want you Stars look down and laugh at me I ought to take a bow Don't have to tell them life's hard sometimes There's one falling now Nobody's here beside me I can talk about it to All the ways I want you |
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| 3. |
| 3:46 |
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There's a bone in my ear
Keeps singing your name Sometimes it's like pleasure Sometimes it's like pain It's a small voice and quiet But I hear it plain There's a bone in my ear Keeps singing your name In my heart there's a an image Like looking through g |
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| 4. |
| 6:30 | 
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| 5. |
| 3:49 |
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I was half asleep in the washroom when they came in
Eyes like moonlight on barbed wire and veins showing under the skin The uniforms made me nervous, I got ready for the chase But they left me scanning these crowds for some sign of your face Something fell on Saskatchewan in 1885 Where is it now that we need it, in this century of jive? The axe falls as if through water -- never leaves a trace And I'm scanning these crowds for some sign of your face The world shot down love as a spy, once upon a time ago Now people stand around here, like crows in the snow Like the shadow of the rope on Louis Riel, they look so clean out of place And I'm scanning these crowds for some sign of your faceThough storms may still kiss the grasslands with primal fire In the land of passive revolution, everything's for hire Are they demons, are they lemmings, or just the humans in this place? Lord, I'm scanning these crowds for some sign of your face |
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| 4:50 |
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When the wild-eyed dogs of day to day
Come snapping at your heels And there's so much coming at you That you don't know how to feel When they've taken all your money And then come back for your clothes When your hands are full of thorns But you can't quit groping for the rose In the southland of the heart Where night blooms perfume the breeze Lie down Take your rest with me When thoughts you've tried to leave behind Keep sniping from the dark When the fire burns inside you but You jump from every spark When your heart's beset by memories You wish you'd never made When the sun comes up an enemy And nothing gives you shade In the southland of the heart Where the saints go lazily Lie down Take your rest with me When the preacher lays his insight down And claims to lead the blind When those you trust just get you hooked And trifle with your mind When the nightmare's creeping closer And your wheels are in the mud When everything's ambiguous Except the taste of blood In the southland of the heart There's no question of degree Lie down Take your rest with me In the southland of the heart Everyone was always free Lie down Take your rest with me |
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| 3:43 |
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| 3:35 |
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All the days we've been together
All the days we've been apart Add up to a bunch of nothing If I'm not still in your heart I never want you to be Just a page in my history Someone I used to love Your voice breathed in my ear Or on the telephone All the tender things we've whispered To keep from feeling alone May they never come to be Just cold gems set in memory Of someone I used to love This current flows between us That will not be denied You draw me in towards you Like the moon pulls at the tide May no shadow ever fall That will make me have to call You someone I used to love |
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| 4:14 |
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Some people get to make the news
Some people get to say what's true Everybody's got to find their own way through But if you love love, then love loves you too Some people get to fly by night Some people get to shine a light Everybody's got to find their own way through But if you love love, then love loves you too But if you love love, then love loves you too Some of us hunger for the finer things Some lust for power like the ancient kings Some have to leave behind everything they thought they knew Some people don't know how much trouble they can brew Some take the burden of another's pain Some spend forever for a moment's gain Everybody's got to find their own way through But if you love love, then love loves you too But if you love love, then love loves you too |
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| 10. |
| 3:01 |
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| 11. |
| 4:10 |
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There you go
Swimming deeper into mystery Here I remain Only seeing where you used to be Stared at the ceiling 'Til my ears filled up with tears Never got to know you Suddenly you're out of here Gone from mystery into mystery Gone from daylight into nigh |
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| 12. |
| 2:50 |
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Tie me at the crossroads when I die
Hang me in the wind 'til I get good and dry And the kids that pass can scratch their heads And say "who was that guy?" Tie me at the crossroads when I die Looking outward see what you can see By the time you look at so |
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