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(This is for you, Daddy.)
I took my love and I took it down I climbed a mountain and I turned around And I saw my reflection in the snow covered hills 'Til the landslide brought me down Oh, mirror in the sky What is love? Can the child within my heart rise above? Can I sail thru the changing ocean tides? Can I handle the seasons of my life? Mmm Mmm... I don't know... Mmm Mmm... Mmm Mmm... Well, I've been afraid of changing 'Cause I've built my life around you But time makes you bolder Children get older I'm getting older too So... (Guitar solo) I've been afraid of changing 'Cause I, I´ve built my life around you But time makes you bolder Children get older I'm getting older too... I'm getting older too... So, take this love, take it down Oh if you climb a mountain and you turn around If you see my reflection in the snow covered hills Well the landslide will bring you down, down And If you see my reflection in the snow covered hills Well maybe... The landslide will bring you down Well well... the landslide will bring you down |
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![]() I thought I saw a man brought to life He was warm He came around and he was dignified He showed me what it was to cry Well you couldn't be that man I adored You don't seem to know Or seem to care what your heart is for Well I don't know him anymore There's nothing where he used to lie My conversation has run dry That's what's going on Nothing's fine I'm torn I'm all out of faith This is how I feel I'm cold and I am shamed Lying naked on the floor Illusion never changed Into something real I'm wide awake And I can see The perfect sky is torn You're a little late I'm already torn So I guess the fortune teller's right I should have seen just what was there And not some holy light But you crawled beneath my veins And now I don't care I have no luck I don't miss it all that much There's just so many things That I can't touch I'm torn I'm all out of faith This is how I feel I'm cold and I am shamed Lying naked on the floor Illusion never changed Into something real I'm wide awake And I can see The perfect sky is torn You're a little late I'm already torn
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They're extraordinary, so better be wary
because they come in every shape and size, size, size, size If honey's what you covet you'll find that they love it because they'll guzzle up the thing you prize! |
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I recognize the walls inside
I recognize them all I've paced between them Chasing demons down Until they fall In fitful sleep Enough to keep their strength Enough to crawl Into my head With tangled threads They riddle me to solve Again and again and again |
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. . . maybe not from the directions
You are staring at twist your head around it's all around you all is full of love. . . |
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#406 |
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Do you wanna be a poet and write
Do you wanna be an actor up in lights Do you wanna be a soldier and fight for love Do you wanna travel the world Do you wanna be a diver for pearls Or climb a mountain and touch the clouds above Be anyone you want to be Bring to life your fantasies But I want something in return I want you to burn, burn for me baby Like a candle in my night Oh burn Burn for me Burn for me Are you gonna be a gambler and deal Are you gonna be a doctor and heal Or go to heaven and touch God's face Are you gonna be a dreamer who sleeps Are you gonna be a sinner who weeps Or an angel Under grace I'll lay down on your bed of coals Offer up my heart and soul But in return I want you to burn Burn for me baby Like a candle in my night Oh burn, burn for me, burn for me Yeah Ooh I want you to burn baby ooh Laugh for me Cry for me Pray for me Lie for me Live for me Die for me I want you to burn Burn for me baby Like a candle in my night Oh burn, burn for me, burn for me Yeah Ah yeah I want you to burn I want you to burn for me baby Ohh yeah |
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Quiero que tus sueńos y los mios se encuentren en el tiempo,
Y quiero ser tu pensamiento y quiero ser Y encontrarte cuando el sol se oculte allá detrás del cerro Ay descubrirte con mis besos y entregarte el corazón. |
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#408 |
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![]() Men walkin' 'long the railroad tracks
Goin' someplace there's no goin' back Highway patrol choppers comin' up over the ridge Hot soup on a campfire under the bridge Shelter line stretchin' round the corner Welcome to the new world order Families sleepin' in their cars in the southwest No home no job no peace no rest The highway is alive tonight But nobody's kiddin' nobody about where it goes I'm sittin' down here in the campfire light Searchin' for the ghost of Tom Joad He pulls prayer book out of his sleeping bag Preacher lights up a butt and takes a drag Waitin' for when the last shall be first and the first shall be last In a cardboard box 'neath the underpass Got a one-way ticket to the promised land You got a hole in your belly and gun in your hand Sleeping on a pillow of solid rock Bathin' in the city aqueduct The highway is alive tonight But where it's headed everybody knows I'm sittin' down here in the campfire light Waitin' on the ghost of Tom Joad Now Tom said "Mom, wherever there's a cop beatin' a guy Wherever a hungry newborn baby cries Where there's a fight 'gainst the blood and hatred in the air Look for me Mom I'll be there Wherever there's somebody fightin' for a place to stand Or decent job or a helpin' hand Wherever somebody's strugglin' to be free Look in their eyes Mom you'll see me." The highway is alive tonight But nobody's kiddin' nobody about where it goes I'm sittin' downhere in the campfire light With the Ghost of ol' Tom Joad.
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#409 |
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She's come undone
She didn't know what she was headed for And when I found what she was headed for It was too late She's come undone She found a mountain that was far too high And when she found out she couldn't fly It was too late It's too late She's gone too far She's lost the sun She's come undone She wanted truth but all she got was lies Came the time to realize And it was too late She's come undone She didn't know what she was headed for And when I found what she was headed for Mama, it was too late It's too late She's gone too far She's lost the sun She's come undone Too many mountains, and not enough stairs to climb Too many churches and not enough truth Too many people and not enough eyes to see Too many lives to lead and not enough time It's too late She's gone too far She's lost the sun She's come undone (Doe-doe-doe-doe-doe doe un doe-doe-doe un doe-doe-doe) (Doe doe-doe-doe-doe un doe-doe-doe doe-doe-doe) (Doe doe-doe-doe doe doe-doe-doe doe doe) [break] It's too late She's gone too far She's lost the sun She's come undone She didn't know what she was headed for And when I found what she was headed for It was too late She's come undone She found a mountain that was far too high And when she found out she couldn't fly Mama, it was too late It's too late She's gone too far She's lost the sun She's come undone (No no-no-no-no-no no) (Doe doe doe-doe)
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Te lo agradezco pero no
Te lo agradezco mira nińa pero no Yo ya logré dejarte aparte No hago otra cosa que olvidarte Te lo agradezco pero no... |
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In this quiet little place
I can't remember having known a different pace In this quiet little place I can surrender to the beauty of its face... |
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. . . i tip-toe down to the shore
stand by the ocean make it roar at me and i roar back. . . |
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![]() Just before our love got lost you said, "I am as constant as the northern star." And I said, "Constantly in the darkness? Where's that?"
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Look to the heavens, you can look to the sky,
You can find redemption staring back into your eyes. There is protection and there's peace the same Burning your ticket for that long black train.
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#415 |
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"Into the ocean, end it all..
...into the ocean, end it all.." |
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Here I'm going Walkin' with my baby in my arms 'Cuz I am at the wrong end of the eight ball black And the devil, see, he's right behind us And this worker said she's gonna take my little baby My little angel back But they won't getcha, 'Cuz I'm right here witcha On the night train |
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You and me and the devil makes three Don't need no other loving, baby.
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Now the tailpipe spit and the engine roared The tailpipe spit and the engine roared I's waving out the Plymouth door And the devil had a hold of me The devil had a hold of me The old folks saw the last they'd see The devil had a hold of me
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I have been one acquainted with the spatula, the slotted, scuffed, Teflon-coated spatula that lifts a solitary hamburger from pan to plate, acquainted with the vibrator known as the Pocket Rocket and the dildo that goes by Tex, and I have gone out, a drunken bitch, in order to ruin what love I was given, [. . .] I have. For I am a poet. And it is my job, my duty to know wherein lies the beauty Kim Addonizio |
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When I strap on my boots And I slip on my suit You see the vixen in me Becomes an angel for you. Some days I'm a super bitch Up to my old tricks But it won't last forever. Next day I'm your super girl Out to save the world And it keeps getting better.
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You look a sight, sure you look great Your stocking seams, not even straight And that old faded dressing gown Your hair in curlers hanging down What could I have been thinking of Was it with you I fell in love Are you the girl that could inspire A heart with passion and desire I gaze at you in sheer despair And see your Mother standing there In front of strangers you're the same You don't mind putting me to shame You contradict each word I say Why, you would turn night into day You like to hurt me when you can I'm just a rug and not your man I hit the jackpot, yes, I know You've let yourself go I couldn't hate you if I tried I really want you by my side So try, try and be the girl I knew Let's really start our love anew I want to hold you in my arms And then surrender to your charms Let there be fire, not just a glow Come close to me, let yourself go
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I have been one acquainted with the spatula, the slotted, scuffed, Teflon-coated spatula that lifts a solitary hamburger from pan to plate, acquainted with the vibrator known as the Pocket Rocket and the dildo that goes by Tex, and I have gone out, a drunken bitch, in order to ruin what love I was given, [. . .] I have. For I am a poet. And it is my job, my duty to know wherein lies the beauty Kim Addonizio |
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