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Welcome to my country!
03:21
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Welcome to my country!
Welcome to my country - let me introduce you round
When they get drunk they get a little wild but in their hearts and minds they’re fairly docile
They ain’t got no manners any more
and they ain’t got no respect
None of this even matters anyway: no effect
Welcome to my country - you’re gonna fit right in
Looking for a party and looking for a fight and paying twice the price you should pay for everything
You ain’t got no future any more but you got fistfuls of the past
None of it even matters any more at last
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Sunrise (I think of you)
02:04
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Sunrise (I think of you)
Early in the morning when the sun shines in the trees
The leaves upon the branches start shaking in the breeze and then I think of you
And then I think of you
I am yours and you are mine
Stay that way ’til the end of time
I am yours and you are mine
Together we’ll make the sun shine
Sunrise in your eyes
Sunshine in your smile
Sunrise, sunset
And I ain’t getting tired yet of loving you
I’m loving you
Early in the evening when the sun begins to set
Sunshine shimmers golden in the branches’ silhouette and then I think of you
And then I think of you
Sunrise in your eyes
Sunshine in your smile
Sunrise, sunset
How gladly I’m caught in your net
I’m loving you
I’m loving you
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3. |
If only
03:11
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If only
We’ve been talking for so long
I don’t know what’s so wrong in what we’re saying
Except for what we’re saying
I been feeling pretty strong
I don’t know how to get along but I am doing my best
It’s the best that I can do
If only things were a little bit easier
But maybe then they’d be too easy
Doesn’t matter what they say
The things they live for make no sense anyway
They don’t know what they are talking -
they don’t know what they’re talking about
I’m no idiot, I’m no fool
I know the difference
I know the rules but I can’t take their advice because it’s useless
I’ll figure this thing out
If only things were a little bit easier
But maybe then they’d be too easy
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Of turning corners (Winter Version)
Of turning corners
And turning my back on you
Things that I thought at you behind a smile
Your look it carries every little inch of us
Shows every angle on this thing that we have
I have to get away
I know just what it’s worth
The blue way you soothe my hurt
Cocooned in the morning with you
We are wrapped in sunlight
But I could lose years here
Never even thinking twice
What was it I wanted from life
Before all of this
I have to get away
from this thing that we have
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Lord help me, I am lost
02:02
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Lord help me, I am lost
Lord help me
Lord help me I am lost
Lord tell me, tell me who’s the boss
Walking on and I’m working on
Walking on and I’m talking out of turn
Turn it on so I can’t turn off
Turn it on and fill my cup up
Count it up and then take it back
Count it up and then take it back again
There’s no use in that, my friend
Lord help me, help me I am lost
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6. |
Song to the river
03:49
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Song to the river
This is a song to the rushing wind
These are my words to the river
The bridges are burning over the water
The water is rising around her
The sirens are calling me down to the water
The noise it is white it is old
Parasites crawling all over my shoulder
The water is rising around her
Seek that you may find
Find what you don’t wish to see
Lose what you love in the river
Watch it wash out to the sea
Here are my tears for the river
The river does not need my tears
The sirens are calling me down to the riverbank
There I will sing to my knees
Seek that you may find
Find what you don’t wish to see
Love what you lose in the river
Watch it wash out to the sea
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The climb
04:47
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The climb
I stood on the ledge and knocked on the window pane
You woke and you laughed, you called me insane
I played through the night
They called on the telephone
I said it isn’t right
Told them to leave us alone
So much work - so little time
Ye of little faith: you don’t get to climb
Under the trees or over the highway
I hear us listening: I like it better that way
Raspy voice under the clear blue sky
Drove so far so fast - somehow we passed ourselves by
So much work - so little time
Ye of little faith: you don’t get to climb
I stood on the ledge and knocked on the window pane
You woke and you laughed, you called my name
I played through the night
They called on the telephone
I said it ain’t right
Told them to leave us alone
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Of turning corners (Winter Version)
Of turning corners
And turning my back on you
Things that I thought at you behind a smile
Your look it carries every little inch of us
Shows every angle on this thing that we have
I have to get away
I know just what it’s worth
The blue way you soothe my hurt
Cocooned in the morning with you
We are wrapped in sunlight
But I could lose years here
Never even thinking twice
What was it I wanted from life
Before all of this
I have to get away
from this thing that we have
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By the time I get to Denver
By the time I get to Denver they will
see my tightened lips
They will see my changed expression and the uselessness of hips
By the time I get to Denver: 29 to 32
The chapter ends and starts again and once again I’m thinking
far beyond the point of you
And your fine disease seems to be a retribution
And you’re begging on your knees for a cheap and fast solution for
your weekend recklessness and your weakened constitution, boy
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11. |
So long, Mary-Jane
05:26
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So long, Mary-Jane
So long Mary-Jane, you’ll be on my mind
We took the train and passed the time
Did everything look the same to you, Mary-Jane?
Come on Mary-Jane, let me hear you laugh
I don’t know what to think half the time
Thinking’s such a crime at a time like this, Mary-Jane
Lie down Mary-Jane and take the time with me
I’ll take away your pain - you’ll do the same for me
And it means just the same to me as you, Mary-Jane
Oh come on Mary-Jane, let’s just get away
They don’t care about us at all,
no matter what they say
Yeh, well they don’t matter to us anyway, Mary-Jane
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12. |
The Road Not Travelled
03:27
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The Road Not Travelled
Sat outside the terminal: how could they do that at all?
How could they not look back and know
it was the end of it all?
Sunset on the concrete wall
Sitting outside to stall for time
One more photograph, then get on the airline
I tried to write a song called “The Road Not Travelled”
About a man who settled down
And how his mind unraveled
When the past came back to meet him
As an old forgotten friend
Who’d taken the other road:
The Road Not Travelled
I used to dream back then
I was racing down a steep mountain
Moving hundred miles an hour
Even if I should have stopped I didn’t know how
In this song the hour was late
And the man was sitting
Alone by the fire grate
His wife and daughter were sleeping
The old friend came knocking, thinking
About the roots that he had not grown
And the wife and daughter woke
As the past came a-calling
I used to think back then
I was racing full speed headlong
Into a solid brick wall
I could not stop at all
The world was wide and he had crossed it
Growing tired of experience
And as the wife and daughter listened
To the stories he was telling them
The daughters eyes ablaze with wonder
And tears on the wife’s cheeks
Filled with longing, quietly weeping
For The Road Not Travelled
Sat outside the terminal:
how could they do that at all?
How could they not look back and
know it was the end of it all?
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