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To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
I am thinking it's a sign that the freckles in our eyes are mirror images and when we kiss they're perfectly aligned. And I have to speculate that God Himself did make us into corresponding shapes like puzzle pieces from the clay. And true it may seem like a stretch but it's thoughts like this that catch my troubled head when you're away and when I am missing you to death. And when you are out there on the road for several weeks of shows and when you scan the radio I hope this song will guide you home. they will see us waving from such great heights |
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Cryptic words meander
Now there is a song beneath the song One day you'll learn You'll soon discern its true meaning An interesting detachment A listless poem of love sincere Desire, despair Overlapping melodies And it's not a love, it's not a love It's not a love, it's not a love song It's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song It's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song Oh now the roots are reminiscing Recurring dreams of minor chords Metred time Muted chimes find the beat And in the pulse there lies conviction A steady push and pull routine The cymbals swell High notes flail into reach And it's not a love, it's not a love It's not a love, it's not a love song It's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song It's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song It's not a love, it's not a love, It's not a love, it's not a love song It's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song It's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song... |
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Where do you go, with your broken heart in tow?
What do you do with the left over you? How do you know, when to let go? Where does the good go? Where does the good go? Look me in the eye and tell me you don't find me attractive Look me in the heart and tell me you won't go Look me in the eye and promise no love's like our love Look me in the heart and unbreak broken It won't happen It's love that leaves and breaks The seal of always thinking you would be Real happy, and healthy, strong and calm Where does the good go? Where does the good go? Where do you go when you're in love, and the world knows? How do you live so happily while I am sad and broken down? When do you say it's up for grabs now that you're on your way down? Where does the good go? Where does the good go? |
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That Cuban girl
That brought me low She had that skin so fine and red lips Roselike now Her mouth was wide And sweet as well And now relentless hours of Dreaming up her smell, and I feel as if I'm looking at the world from the bottom of a well I feel as if I'm looking at the world from the bottom of a well Lonely And the only way to beat it is to bat it down And the only way to beat it is to bat it down And the only way to beat it is to bat it down beat it. Lonely And the only way to beat it is to bat it down And the only way to beat it is to bat it down And the only way to beat it is to bat it down beat it. Oh all the days That I have run I sought to lose that cloud that's blacking out the sun My train will come Some one day soon And when it comes I'll ride it bound from night to noon. I feel as if I'm looking at the world from the bottom of a well I feel as if I'm looking at the world from the bottom of a well Aimless days, Uncool ways Of decathecting Painless phase, Blacked out thoughts You be rejecting. Lonely And the only way to beat it is to bat it down And the only way to beat it is to bat it down And the only way to beat it is to bat it down beat it. Lonely And the only way to beat it is to bat it down And the only way to beat it is to bat it down And the only way to beat it is to We'll let's get down to business now I feel as if I'm looking at the world from the bottom of a well I feel as if I'm looking at the world from the bottom of a well I feel as if I'm looking at the world from the bottom of a well I feel as if I'm looking at the world from the bottom of a well Lonely And the only way to beat it is to bat it down And the only way to beat it is to bat it down And the only way to beat it is to bat it down beat it. Lonely And the only way to beat it is to bat it down And the only way to beat it is to bat it down And the only way to beat it is to bat it down |
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Wait; So You've Ruined Your Life ('03), Trk 14; ST: Grey's Anatomy ('05), Trk 06
Wait; wait for the dawn, my, dear; wait till the sun, gets, here; and you will wait, too, long; he will be gone; wait, wait till the sun, shines, through; wait till the sky, is, blue; and you will wait, too, long; he will be gone; he will be gone. [Refrain: Oooo, he will be gone; oooo, he will be gone]. Wait, wait till the signs, are, right; wait till the per-fect time; and you will wait, too, long; he will be gone; he will be gone [Refrain]. La, la, la, la; la-la-la; la, la, la; la-la-la-la, la-la-la; la-la-la-laaaa; la-la-la-la; (oooo, oo, oo, oo, oo, oo, oooo, oo, oo, oo, oo, oo, oooo). Wait; wait till you doubt, no, more; wait till you know, you're, sure; and you will wait, too, long; he will be gone. |
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Portions For Foxes - Rilo Kiley
There's blood in my mouth 'cause I've been biting my tongue all week I keep on talkin' trash but I never say anything And the talkin' leads to touchin' and the touchin' leads to sex and then there is no mystery left And it's bad news Baby, I'm bad news I'm just bad news, bad news, bad news I know I'm alone if I'm with or without you but just being around you offers me another form of relief When the lonliness leads to bad dreams and the bad dreams lead me to callin' you and I call you and say "C'mere!" And it's bad news Baby, I'm bad news I'm just bad news, bad news, bad news And it's bad news Baby, it's bad news It's just bad news, bad news, bad news 'Cause you're just damage control for a walking corpse like me - like you 'Cause we'll all be Portions for foxes Yeah, we'll all be Portions for foxes There's a pretty young thing in front of you and she's real pretty and she's real into you and then she's sleepin' inside of you and the talkin' leads to touchin' and the touchin' leads to sex and then there is no mystery left And it's bad news I don't blame you I do the same thing I get lonely too And you're bad news My friends tell me to leave you That you're bad news, bad news, bad news You're bad news Baby you're bad news and you're bad news Baby you're bad news and you're bad news I don't care, I like you and you're bad news I don't care, I like you I like you [출처] Portions For Foxes -Rilo kiley|작성자 the_echo |
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The city keeps on going on
Float down the river with my Matty D and Jay Get off the boat and board a plane to JFK and I Haven't slept in a week But it don't seem to matter to the subway squeakers squeaking at my feet The city keeps on going We just keep on rolling The city keeps on going We just keep on rolling on Grand Central Station got a windy coming down Independence yesterday, ain't no one around Oh I still recognize her after all these years She still looks the same Oh, she still looks the same The city keeps on going We just keep on rolling The city keeps on going Oh, we just keep on rolling Rolling on Rolling on. When we left Brooklyn it was raining so hard Come up on 8th and the rain it cleared off We're just people watching on 3rd and St. Mark's Wendy girl just kissing my face, my face She was just kissing my face The city keeps on going We just keep on rolling The city keeps on going We just keep on rolling Again, again, again The city keeps on going We just keep on rolling The city keeps on going Oh, we just keep on rolling Rolling on Rolling on Just when I was sick and down There was a shaking on the ground We were hiding from the rain We were riding on the train Just when I was sink and down There was a shaking on the ground We were hiding from the rain We were riding on the train She was dancing on the midway Just kissing my face She was dancing on the midway Just kissing my face Dancing on the midway Just kissing my face Dancing on the midway Just waving goodbye |
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Fools in love, well are there any other kind of lovers?
Fools in love, is there any other kind of pain? Everything you do, everywhere you go now Everything you touch, everything you feel Everything you see, everything you know now Everything you do, you do it for your lady Love your lady, love your lady Love your lady, love... Fools in love, are there any creatures more pathetic? Fools in love, never knowing when they've lost the game Everything you do, everywhere you go now Everything you touch, everything you feel Everything you see, everything you know now Everything you do, you do it for your lady Love your lady, love your lady Love your lady, love... Fools in love they think they're heroes 'Cause they get to feel no pain I say fools in love are zeros I should know, I should know Because this fool's in love again Fools in love, gently hold each others hands forever Fools in love, gently tear each other limb from limb Everything you do, everywhere you go now Everything you touch, everything you feel Everything you do, even your rock 'n' roll now Nothing mean a thing except you and your lady Love your lady, love your lady Love your lady, love... Fools in love they think they're heroes 'Cause they get to feel no pain I say fools in love are zeros I should know, I should know Because this fool's in love again |
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Climb, climb into the rocket
And we set the fuse to go, go go Head start, cosy in the rocket And I need to go, go, go, go Tip top ready for the sky So I'm tip top ready to go Tip top ready for the sky And I'm tip top ready to go, go, go Come, come, fly into my palm And collapse Oh oh, suppose you'll never know Nobody knows where they might end up Nobody knows Nobody knows where they might wake up Nobody knows Nobody knows where they might end up Nobody knows Nobody knows where they might wake up Nobody knows Tick tack toe, you're fitting into place And now the old ways don't seem true Stick stop blue you're only shifting In the same old shape you always do Tip top ready for the sky And I'm tip top ready to go Tip top ready for the sky And I'm tip top ready to go, go, go Come, come, fly into my palm And collapse Oh oh, suppose you'll never know Come, come, fly into my palm And collapse Oh oh, suppose you'll never know |
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