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Far between sundown's finish an' midnight's broken toll
We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashing As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight An' for each an' ev'ry underdog soldier in the night An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. In the city's melted furnace, unexpectedly we watched With faces hidden as the walls were tightening As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowin' rain Dissolved into the bells of the lightning Tolling for the rebel, tolling for the rake Tolling for the luckless, the abandoned an' forsaked Tolling for the outcast, burnin' constantly at stake An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. Through the mad mystic hammering of the wild ripping hail The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder That the clinging of the church bells blew far into the breeze Leaving only bells of lightning and its thunder Striking for the gentle, striking for the kind Striking for the guardians and protectors of the mind An' the poet an the painter far behind his rightful time An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. In the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales For the disrobed faceless forms of no position Tolling for the tongues with no place to bring their thoughts All down in taken-for granted situations Tolling for the deaf an' blind, tolling for the mute For the mistreated, mateless mother, the mistitled prostitute For the misdemeanor outlaw, chased an' cheated by pursuit An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. Even though a clouds's white curtain in a far-off corner flashed An' the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly lifting Electric light still struck like arrows, fired but for the ones Condemned to drift or else be kept from drifting Tolling for the searching ones, on their speechless, seeking trail For the lonesome-hearted lovers with too personal a tale An' for each unharmfull, gentle soul misplaced inside a jail An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. Starry-eyed an' laughing as I recall when we were caught Trapped by no track of hours for they hanged suspended As we listened one last time an' we watched with one last look Spellbound an' swallowed 'til the tolling ended Tolling for the aching whose wounds cannot be nursed For the countless confused, accused, misused, strung-out ones an' worse An' for every hung-up person in the whole wide universe An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.
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05-08-2010, 01:13 PM
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Watchin lovers walkin'
Hand in hand they pass me by Wish I was one of them Wish I had somebody Wakin' up beside me Looking into my eyes at night I want a love to call my own I want someone that I can hold Want someone wanting me Wanna feel how it feels to be |
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05-08-2010, 07:14 PM
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When your long day is over
And you can barely drag your feet The weight of the world is on your shoulders I know what you need Bring it on home to me
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05-08-2010, 09:01 PM
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. . . she touched his face overwhelming silence the reality of fate / he broke their embrace in the early morning with tears upon his face / don't you see the danger of holding on to endless love with you / don't you see the danger of holding on to endless love with you / a kiss told him enough / off to find his fortune or to stay here with her / but she knew her place was in the city of water as she paused at the gate / don't you see the danger of holding on to endless love with you / don't you see I can't hold on to you . . .
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05-09-2010, 12:03 AM
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draw your swords
See her come down, through the clouds
I feel like a fool I ain't got nothing left to give Nothing to lose
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05-09-2010, 11:27 AM
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We all have the capacity for change
What you're gonna do with the 36 cents
Sticky with coke on your floorboard When a woman on the street is huddled in the cold On a sidewalk bench trying to keep warm Do you call her over, hand her the change Ask her her story, ask her her name Or do you tell yourself "You're just a fool, just a fool to believe you can change the world" Don't listen to them when they say "You're just a fool, just a fool to believe you can change the world" Oh, the smallest thing can make all the difference Love is alive, don't listen to them when they say "You're just a fool, just a fool to believe you can change the world" What you're gonna do when you're watching TV And an ad comes on, yeah, you know the kind Flashing up pictures of a child in need For a dime a day, you could save a life Do you call the number, reach out a hand Or do you change the channel, call it a scam Do you tell yourself "You're just a fool, just a fool to believe you can change the world" Don't listen to them when they say "You're just a fool, just a fool to believe you can change the world" Oh, the smallest thing can make all the difference Love is alive, don't listen to them when they say "You're just a fool, just a fool to believe you can change the world" The world's so big, it can break your heart And you just want to help, not sure where to start So you close your eyes And send up a prayer into the dark "You're just a fool, just a fool to believe you can change the world" Don't listen to them when they say "You're just a fool, just a fool to believe you can change the world" Oh, the smallest thing can make all the difference Love is alive, don't listen to them when they say "You're just a fool, just a fool to believe you can change the world" |
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05-09-2010, 08:01 PM
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Me and Charlie boy used to go walking, sittin' in the woods behind my house
When being lovers meant a stolen kiss and holding hands with nobody else around Charlie said he wanted to get married but we were only ten so we'd have to wait He said we'd never let our love run dry like so many do these days So we treat our love like a firefly, like it only gets to shine for a little while Catch it in a mason jar and holes in the top and run like hell to show it off Oh, promises we made when we'd go walkin', that's just me and Charlie talking Charlie always said he'd like to leave here, so he turned eighteen and he left our sleepy town Letters came and went and I kept waiting for Charlie to come back and bring the life he'd found It's funny how time and distance change you, the road you take don't always lead you home You can start a love with good intentions and you'll look up and it's gone So you treat your love like a firefly, like it only gets to shine for a little while Catch it in a mason jar and holes in the top and run like hell to show it off Oh, promises we made when we'd go walkin', that's just me and Charlie talking Now and then I sometimes think of Charlie, how we thought we knew it all back then Now I'd give anything to feel love from a child's heart again So you treat your love like a firefly, like it only gets to shine for a little while Catch it in a mason jar with holes in the top and run like hell to show it off Oh, promises we made when we'd go walkin', that's just me and Charlie, me and Charlie talking |
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05-10-2010, 09:07 AM
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Well I been deep down in that darkness
I been down to my last match Felt a hundred different demons Breathing fire down my back And I knew that if I stumbled I'd fall right into the trap that they were laying, yeah But the good news Is there's angels everywhere out on the street Holding out a hand to pull you back up on your feet The one's that you've been dragginig for so long You're on your knees You might as well be praying Guess what I'm saying If your going through hell Keep on going, don't slow down If you're scared don't show it You might get out Before the devil even knows you're there |
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05-10-2010, 10:42 PM
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Lately I've been running on faith
What else can a poor boy do? But my world will be right When love comes over you Lately I've been talking in my sleep I can't imagine what I'd have to say Except my world will be right When love comes back your way I've always been One to take each and every day Seems like by now I'd find a love who cares just for me Then we'd go running on faith All of our dreams would come true And our world will be right When love comes over me and you Then we'd go running on faith All of our dreams would come true And our world will be right When love comes over me and you When love comes over you
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05-10-2010, 10:45 PM
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"I'll Be" The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful Stop me and steal my breath. And emeralds from mountains thrust toward the sky Never revealing their depth. Tell me that we belong together, Dress it up with the trappings of love. I'll be captivated, I'll hang from your lips, Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above. And rain falls angry on the tin roof As we lie awake in my bed. You're my survival, you're my living proof. My love is alive -- not dead. Tell me that we belong together. Dress it up with the trappings of love. I'll be captivated, I'll hang from your lips, Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above And I've dropped out, I've burned up, I've fought my way back from the dead. I've tuned in, turned on, remembered the things that you said The greatest fan of your life. ...greatest fan of your life.
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05-11-2010, 07:21 AM
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During the time of which I speak it was hard to turn the other cheek
To the blows of insecurity Feeding the cancer of my intellect the blood of love soon neglected Lay dying in the strength of its impurity Meanwhile our friends we thought were so together They've all gone and left each other in search of fairer weather And we sit here in our storm and drink a toast To the slim chance of love's recovery. There I am in younger days, star gazing, Painting picture perfect maps of how my life and love would be Not counting the unmarked paths of misdirection My compass, faith in love's perfection I missed ten million miles of road I should have seen Meanwhile our friends we thought were so together Left each other one by one in search of fairer weather And we sit here in our storm and drink a toast To the slim chance of love's recovery. Rain soaked and voice choked like silent screaming in a dream I search for our absolute distinction Not content to bow and bent To the whims of culture that swoop like vultures Eating us away, eating us away Eating us away to our extinction Oh how I wish I were a trinity, so if I lost a part of me I'd still have two of the same to live But nobody gets a lifetime rehearsal, as specks of dust we're universal To let this love survive would be the greatest gift we could give Tell all the friends who think they're so together That these are ghosts and mirages, these thoughts of fairer weather Though it's storming out I feel safe within the arms of love's discovery |
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05-11-2010, 07:49 AM
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I'm keeping a couple friends close at heart today...
I hope you never lose your sense of wonder
You get your fill to eat But always keep that hunger May you never take one single breath for granted God forbid love ever leave you empty handed I hope you still feel small When you stand by the ocean Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance I hope you dance |
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