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Bygones
05:06
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What's the sense in fighting anymore
What's the sense in slamming your door
It don't bring us closer
It don't bring us closer
'Cause when we fight we always lose
Let bygones be bygones
Why has love fallen out of fashion
Why is it so hard to act with compassion
It don't make us better
It don't make us better
'Cause when we hate we always lose
Let bygones be bygones
I pull for you
You pull for me
That is the way it is meant to be
Let bygones be bygones
Let bygones be bygones
We spend our days in pointless pursuits
One side rebukes while the other refutes
It all comes to nothing
It all comes to nothing
'Cause when we fight we always lose
Let bygones be bygones
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Feeling so tired I can't get to sleep
I toss and I turn and I count sheep
I say all my prayers
I keep a good thought
I try to forget all the battles I've fought
And I say, Good night and pleasant dreams
Ah-ho, ah-ho
Good night and pleasant dreams
My love, my love
Something is stirring, it could be the pot
Whatever it is I know not
It's like I'm in stasis or purgatory
There is no thread, there is no story
Good night and pleasant dreams
My sleepy little head
Good night and pleasant dreams
Hope you sleep the sleep of the dead
I drank some Nyquil and a slug of gin
Took a few roofies, the room it did spin
But I wasn't drowsy despite the concern
The spark it is damp but a flame it does burn
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3. |
You Make It Work
05:23
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You gotta pick yourself up
You gotta get yourself ready, Eddy
You gotta gird yourself for the storm
There are dark clouds ahead
And they ain't just a feeble metaphor
They are way, way out of the norm
How you gonna endure it, how you gonna survive it
How you gonna live through it, how you gonna find your way
You make it work
You make it work, oh yeah
You make it work
You make it work, oh yeah
That's what you gotta do
It is up to you, you make it work
You gotta learn a skill
You gotta know how to work the system
You gotta be a Mister Freakin' Smarty Pants
You gotta spread the word
Even if they don't wanna hear it
You gotta treat 'em all like worker ants
It's a big old world, yeah, you can't deny
It's a big old world but you can change it
Change it if you try
You gotta take out the trash
You gotta build yourself a better alternative
You gotta do it with your own two hands
You gotta have a vision
You gotta keep and love and nurture it
You gotta spread it 'round to far-off lands
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4. |
Liquid Blue
04:54
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I would float forever
If I had my way
One more dream
I cannot go far astray
Liquid blue
It is wild
So perfect in this life
Liquid blue
Liquid blue
Liquid blue
Ah, my liquid blue
Ah, my liquid blue
You are my dream come true
My liquid blue
Liquid blue
My liquid blue
Setting sun approaches for its turn to rest
Long enough to promise all us its best
Little girl she pulls at the sleeve of my shirt
Says she's feeling so broken and hurt
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Take me away take me today
Can't take it no more
Save me a place
A secret space
Take away to a garden of eden
Under the floor
There's a place
A home for little wanderers
There's a place where I belong
There's a place
A home for little wanderers
I sing your song
Misbegotten, feeling rotten
All alone
All alone
I'm on my knees
Please, please, please
I'm on my own
Just need a little place for the night
Just need a little loving to make it right
Don't eat much, pretty clean
No trouble at all
Just need a bed
To lay my head
Give me a call, yeah
Give me a call
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6. |
It Was All a Lie
05:06
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You know those things I said
I didn't really mean 'em, I didn't really mean 'em no way
You know those things I vowed
They ain't gonna happen, they ain't gonna happen, Jose
I could say sorry but I can't
Just keep on believing my sycophant
You know those things I promised
I was just joking, I was just joking don't you know
You know those words I used
I was just saying 'em, I was just saying 'em for show
I could be contrite but I'm not
Better suck it up you sorry lot
It was all a lie
You know those scabs I picked
I ain't gonna heal 'em
I ain't gonna heal 'em you fools
And all those things you need
You ain't gonna get 'em
You ain't gonna get 'em you tools
I could say Ooops or show remorse
But I do what's wrong as a matter of course
You know that pot I stirred
I was only kidding
I was only kidding you suckers
You know that shit I talked
It was just a film flam
It was just a film flam dumb fuckers
I could take it back but why would I
I am so high, I kiss the sky
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7. |
Run to Him
05:09
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Hooo what you waiting for
You better run to him
Hooo what you waiting for, girl
You better run to him
He is standing right outside your door
His arms are opened wide
There'll never be a better time than this
Does you no good to hide
He's the best deal you ever had
He's got brains and heart
He's got money and he's got means
You could make a new start
He will never ever let you down
He won't give up on you
Though you've been hurt a thousand times
He will come on through
He's a good guy, yeah that's for sure
He gives the bums a dime
When everyone else is just too busy to talk
He always has the time
He's a great lover, yeah so I've heard
He let's you finish first
And if you're parched down to your toes
He will quench your thirst
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8. |
On Hope
05:27
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Why is it that every time
Someone's hand reaches out to me
I just wanna hold on to it
'Cause I take it all so seriously
But over and over
I prove to be a fool
And over and over
I don't learn this simple rule
I don't know just what is best
Hard truth or soft soap
And I don't know which is worse
No hope or false hope
No I don't know
Why is it that every time
Someone somewhere says they care
I just wanna believe it's true
Wholesale and foursquare
But over and over
I get taken like a chump
And over and over
I fall back into a slump
Why is it that every time
Someone somewhere offers me some rope
I cling to it for my dear life
But in the end I feel like a dope
'Cause over and over
Someone lets me down
And over and over
I feel like a clown
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9. |
Ol' Mossback George
05:29
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Ol' mossback George he had plans
Gonna be an architect
But every time he turned around his plans got wrecked
While everyone got their day in the sun
Poor ol' George he got squat
While everyone got their story writ
Poor ol' George he got no plot
Good ol' George, ol’ mossback George
He-haw, he-haw, he-haw
Ol' George he kept the home-fires lit
While his brother got all the glory
Ol' George he did his dutiful best
But his life it was a dreary story
Yeah, all his friends they traveled the world
Lived lives so rich and rife
Ol' George felt cheated and mistreated
He never got no wonderful life
Ol' George got stuck with a nagging wife
And a mess of screaming brats
While all friends they lived uptown
Like them uptown aristocrats
George was angry and George was bitter
Sometimes was downright violent
George he took the Lord's name in vain
But the Lord just sat there silent
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10. |
Fireflies
05:07
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Fireflies in the sky
And they’re coming down now
Fireflies in the sky
And they hit the ground now
Round around and chase my dreams
Will you call me tonight
And be my firefly, my firefly, my firefly tonight
Yeah come with me
Gimme a light, oh, gimme a light
Gimme a light, oh, gimme a light
So I can see
Fireflies behind my eyes
They blow through my head
Fireflies behind my eyes
Go where angels never tread
Flit about like a white tornado
Can’t contain ‘em in a jar
Won’t you be my firefly, my firefly, my firefly tonight
Yeah come with me
Gimme a light, oh, gimme a light
Gimme a light, oh, gimme a light
So I can see
Fireflies wave goodbye
They’re gone in a flash
Fireflies wave goodbye
Brimstone and ash
Standing here on the precipice
Waiting for their return
Please be my firefly, my firefly, my firefly tonight
Yeah come with me
Gimme a light, oh, gimme a light
Gimme a light, oh, gimme a light
So I can see
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11. |
Darkness at Noon
05:43
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The sun it does not rise and the kids they do not play
No one's laughing in the street now
All the faces are grim and gray
Birds are scattering unbeholden
To the sound of ricochet
All around there is singing
But the song it has no tune
Shut the drapes and kill the light
It is darkness at noon
Hey oh, hey oh, it is darkness at noon
A crowd is milling on the platform
And the train it does not arrive
Smoke billows on the horizon
A panic is in overdrive
A single thought shoots like a bullet
It is queer to be alive
We are lost and we are lonely
In a land of broken dreams
We are lost and we are lonely
We are tearing at the seams
The day it veers toward twilight
But it's not like you could tell
Snow's crunching under sneakers
In the distance rings a bell
A crow is winging overhead
Hello and farewell
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12. |
18 Years
03:31
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You tore me down
The damage was done a long time ago
I let it happen
Oh that much I know
Thought I could do it
Do the right thing
And that's what kept me in that boxing ring
18 years is a mighty long
Give them back
It was like living in a small town
Why did I stay and let it
Keep me down
But time went by
And next thing I knew
Eighteen years they did accrue
If I could go back in time
I would do all the things that I missed
If I could go back in time
Maybe my past wouldn't exist
Hindsight is easy to sort it all out
Foresight is harder
When you're in so much doubt
If I'd been thinking
I wouldn't have stayed
But then I was always so very afraid
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