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Drifting
03:55
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DRIFTING
I'm tapped out battling the blues / Tallying the body count on the evening news / I've been scraping the meager marrow from my days / Living in this cold and empty space / / Oh, when will my soul start shifting / Oh, when will this haze be lifting / Oh, when will I stop this drifting / / I'm wild now, feral as a stray / Forced to the fringes of the day to day / I've been slinking in shadows and in sun / Trying to be very nearly no one / / Oh, when will my soul start shifting / Oh, when will this haze be lifting / Oh, when will I stop this drifting / / Through windows stained with the rain / Trying to fly somewhere bare again / Back to the simple solitary bliss / Waiting for that very first kiss / / Oh, when will my soul start shifting / Oh, when will this haze be lifting / Oh, when will I stop this drifting / / Love, lead me somewhere new / To live just like lovers do / / Far from the drone of these swarming streets / I ache for the drumming of one heartbeat / Tuned to another matching stride for stride / Make feel so real and so alive / / Oh, when will my soul start shifting / Oh, when will this haze be lifting / Oh, when will I stop this drifting
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A Day Just Like This
03:51
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rittle breezes blow last leaves / From the trees all around us / Freezing on this darkening day / Just like the one when love had found us / When love had found us / / I recall every moment / I recall every kiss / Feeling now each emotion / From a day just like this / / City cafe on a gray day / Hours and hours of tea and talking / Arm in arm before the storm came / In the twilight we went walking / We went walking / / I recall every moment / I recall every kiss / Feeling now each emotion / From a day just like this / / Even days when troubles try us / Still our souls stand together / And our love will always guide us / Through the fine and fiercest weather / Through fiercest weather / / I recall every moment / I recall every kiss / Feeling now each emotion / From a day just like this / / I recall every moment / I recall every kiss / Feeling now each emotion / From a day just like this
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Blue Rain
03:52
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Blue rain falling down / Since my man left town / The weatherman calls for sunny skies / But there's a storm in my eyes / / My man knows me well / All those secrets you never tell / I'm so lost when we're apart / When he left he took my heart / / Alone in my bed / All alone in my head / Sitting waiting like for a train / In my own private rain / / Oooh / / One day he'll come home / With tall tales of where he's roamed / Until then I'm on my own / Sad and lonely to the bone / / Blue rain falling down / Since my man left town / The weatherman calls for sunny skies / But there's a storm in my eyes / / Blue rain / Blue rain / Blue rain
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In the Underground
04:15
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In the underground / Pablo paints the tunnels red / With the cursing words / Too big to fit inside his head / In the tunnels / On the tiles / Where the puppet people file / No one see / No on reads / Words like blood / Words like weeds / / In the underground / Janie pulls the papers round / In a makeshift shroud / Shaking on the grave-gray ground / No warm blanket / No warm bed / No place soft to rest her head / And the chill / In the wind / Ruffles up her too thin skin / / In the underground / I am only passing through / You don't see no one / And no one looks at you / Like a ghost / In the green / Of this eery half-lit scene / In between / In a daze / In the heart of this dark place / / In the underground
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Outside
02:58
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When I was your age I died / Nobody noticed or cried / Now they think I'm so brave / To crawl out of my own grave / When I was your age I died / / I would just drift with the tide / Nothing to do or decide / Breathing in and out / Waiver through days of doubt / I would just drift with the tide / / I could only survive / Living a lie / Just getting by outside / / I tripped over love like a stone / He took my hand and took me home / Now in the mirror I can see / Somebody so real - me / I tripped over love like a stone / / I wasn't erased / Replaced or ignored / An invisible face no more / / When I was your age I died / Nobody noticed or cried / Now they think I'm so brave / To crawl out of my own grave / When I was your age I died
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The Edge of Everything
03:46
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I was just a skinny kid / In hand-me-downs / Denying what I hid / Smiling while I drowned / I was dreaming flowers / But living in flames / All but devoured / Til little remained / / I was just a young girl / Fumbling through my days / Stumbling through this cold world / In a dangerous maze / I was dreaming romance / But living in fear / Taking any chance / To get away from here / / On the edge of everything / Is where I sing / On the edge of everything / Is why I sing / / After all this long time / Wondering what has changed / These streets of grit and grime / They look the same / I'm still dreaming flowers / That I now grow / I won't be devoured / Because of what I know / / On the edge of everything / Is where I sing / On the edge of everything / Is why I sing / On the edge of everything / Is where I sing / On the edge of everything
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Maiden
03:25
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Out on the waves far from the shore / That's where you'll find her / No woman had sailed this way before / No ties could bind her / / She built her a boat and gathered a crew / Though many men doubted / Convention be damned; it's what women do / She fairly shouted / / Follow your dream / Follow your heart / Even when it's hard / / So out she set to circle the world / The odds were against her / The men weren't concerned - she's only a girl / On a little adventure / / But the men were all stunned when she entered port / With them all behind her / They said this isn't a ladylike sport / But who will remind her / / Follow your dream / Follow your heart / Even when it's hard / / You might be inclined to think how things changed / That maybe they'd praise her / The doubters agreed to give her a name / They call her a sailor / / Out on the waves far from the shore / That's where you'll find her / No woman had sailed this way before / No ties could bind her / / Follow your dream / Follow your heart / Even when it's hard / / Follow your dream / Follow your heart / Even when it's hard / Winds of change blow hard
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L'inconnue
03:17
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She glances at you at a slant / With an oblique kind of eye / Is she sitting in judgment / Or is she simply shy / You'll never know / She might as well be mute / She comes and goes / With a wolf in pursuit / / The unknown lady of the Seine / Her beauty still beguiles / You gaze at her again and again / Try to reconcile her smile / Did she dream / By the water's flow / Notre Dame above / Death beckoned from below / / Some say she was a country child / Lost to city ways / Gracing all the walls of style / And the poet's page / She'll never know / Her tragic legacy / Saved all those souls / While her own was never free / / The unknown lady of the Seine / Her beauty still beguiles / You gaze at her again and again / Try to reconcile her smile / Did she dream / By the water's flow / Notre Dame above / Death beckoned from below
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Wing of a Butterfly
03:51
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In the fever of July / The only sound is buzzing flies / Air so still in the green gray sky / The only wind from the wing of a butterfly / The only wind from the wing of a butterfly / / Red Keds on my feet / I drag my doll in the dusty heat / Something stirs in the summer wheat / Far too high for little me to see / Far too high for little me to see / / The first flash nearly struck me blind / The first blast caught me from behind / Red Keds now far below / I'm flying high inside a cyclone / I'm flying high inside a cyclone / / In the fever of July / The only sound is buzzing flies / Air so still in the green gray sky / The only wind from the wing of a butterfly / The only wind from the wing of a butterfly
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Holy
03:44
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God is down on Broadway / Hustling spare change / While ministers in mansions / Blaspheme his name / / But you're holy, holy / When you're the privileged few / Holy, holy / When you think God looks like you / / God seems to be praying / While the anthem plays / Kneeling for the healing / Of our racist ways / / But you're holy, holy / When you're the privileged few / Holy, holy / When you think God looks like you / / God is at the border / Begging to come in / Being born in danger / Is her only sin / / But you're holy, holy / When you're the privileged few / Holy, holy / When you think God looks like you / / Who will speak / For the meek / Who will stand / For those you've damned / / God is in the faces / That you hurry past / God is down on Broadway / God is an outcast / / But you're holy, holy / When you're the privileged few / Holy, holy / When you think God looks like you / You think God's just like you
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