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GOODBYE DREAM CAFE
02:23
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WELL
Ive been wonderin' if Im gonna see the light
standin' in a field with a key and a kite
singin' songs about the planes, and gods great might
making funny faces to the kids on the sidewalk
you can go ahead and tell me that its strange
sittin' 'round and picking' at my scabs all day
but if I had a dollar I'd have too much change
and you can't change the way that the good lord made you
Goodbye blue Monday
it's been so mundane
I'm not sad to say
you're not here to stay
well who knows if I'l see the end of the day
if my hair'll turn white
if my kids'll hate me
if the lord will invite me to the party at his place if there is one
and if I'll eat
and if I'll say grace
Goodbye blue Monday
it's been so mundane
I'm not sad to say
you're not here to stay
Goodbye blue Monday
it's been so mundane
I'm not sad to say
you won't come again
Goodbye dream cafe
hello old hearsay
I missed garbage day
If I do again
Just throw me away.
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MY OLD CAR
02:20
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There's a face in the ceiling
and its staring back at me
and it's mouth is gaping open
but it don't seem to unfriendly
I just wanna hear its voice
or someone else's voice
it is just a movie
its not real
except it is real
you can watch it
but it doesn't mean a thing
unless it means something
I wanna hear your thoughts
on this movie I just watched
Give me symbolism
sentimental things to live in
like my lover of the past
and the old car that we made love in
I just wanna go back
oh baby drive me home.
Don't look at me
(I cannot stand it when you do)
Don't look at me
(and I demand that you)
Don't look at me
(I just wanna hear you say)
Don't look at me
Maybe then I'd go away
Staring at the ceiling all alone in my apartment
but I don't feel too alone which is more frightening than comforting
I wish it was your glow
but It's not I know
It is just a movie, just a story, I concede
but I think it might be based upon that book you told me I should read
I wanna read your thoughts
been thinking' 'bout your thoughts
Don't look at me
(you might not like what you see )
Don't look at me
(I'm terrified that you'd agree)
Don't look at me
(and I just wanna hear you say
Don't talk to me
Maybe then I'd go away
Give me symbolism
sentimental things to live in
like my lover of the past
and the old car that we made love in
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LAZARETTO
02:57
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Lately I been fever dreamin'
not much meanin' so it seems
I feel you there
we are as one
we fly too close to the sun
when I wake the walls are wet,
they're slick of sweat like a lazaretto
I can't remember, so it seems
these dreams of you, the sun and me
I'll take these pages from your book and leave the ones that don't apply
I'll wrap myself in dandelions until I am the sun and sky
and if I see you again in a dream to not
I know we'll be the best of friends, just as we were my cosmonaut
If nothing stays the same
in these moments I'll remain
stuck in time
an absentee
and when I finally wake
I prey your soul to take
just as you have taken me
and if I see you again in a dream to not
I know we'll be the best of friends, just as we were my cosmonaut
we'll dance and drink the day away, without a care and without dismay
laughing at long winded jokes, flying too close to the sun
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Somewhere the sun is shining,
Somewhere the songbirds dwell;
Hush, then, thy sad repining,
God lives, and all is well.
Somewhere, somewhere,
Beautiful Isle of Somewhere!
Land of the true, where we live anew,
Beautiful Isle of Somewhere!
Somewhere the load is lifted,
Close by an open gate;
Somewhere the clouds are rifted,
Somewhere the angels wait.
Somewhere, somewhere,
Beautiful Isle of Somewhere!
Land of the true, where we live anew,
Beautiful Isle of Somewhere!
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NEVER MINE AT ALL
02:09
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I wish I could change the way I feel sometimes
but the cogs keep turnin' in my burnin' mind
I lost it once and it never was found
it was never mine at all
my mother once told me
set a caged bird free
if it flies back home it was meant to be
I know you don't love me, I know you won't
and you'll never be mine at all
strange down south on a hot summer's day
oh, why'd no-one tell me the suns got rays!
it burned if my skin, oh but I walked away
it was never mine at all.
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