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| 7:23 | 
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When I think of heaven, deliver me in a black-winged bird,
I think of flying, down into a sea of pins and feathers, And all other instruments of faith and sex and God, In the belly of a black-winged bird, don't try to feed me, 'Cause I've been here before and I deserve a little more. I belong in the service of the Queen, I belong anywhere but in between, She's been crying , I've been thinking, And I am the Rain King. Well I said, mama, mama, mama, Why am I so alone? well I can't go outside, I'm scared I might not make it home, But I'm alive, I'm alive, but I'm sinking in, If there's anyone at home at your place darlin' Why don't you invite me in? don't try to bleed me, 'Cause I've been there before and I deserve a little more. I belong in the service of the Queen, I belong anywhere but in between, She's been lying, I've been sinking, And I am the Rain King. Hey, I only want the same as anyone, Henderson is waiting for the sun, Oh it seems night endlessly begins and ends, After all the dreaming I come home again. When I think of heaven, deliver me in a black-winged bird, I think of dying, lay me down in a field of flame and heather, Render up my body into the burning heart of God In the belly of a black-winged bird, don't try to bleed me, 'cause I've been here before and I deserve a little more. I belong in the service of the Queen, I belong anywhere but in between, She's been dying and I've been drinking And I am the Rain King, Well I said I am the rain king, Well I said I, I, I, I, I yeah, Well I am the rain king, yeah. |
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| 2. |
| 3:57 |
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Got a message in my head
that the papers had all gone Richard Manuel is dead And the daylight's coming on I've been wandering through the dark now I'm standing on the lawn If I could give all my love to you I could justify myself but I'm just not coming through You're a pill to ease the pain of all the stupid things I do I'm an anchor on the line of a clock that tells the time that is running out on you Well it was cold when i woke and the day was halfway done Nearly spring in San Francisco but I cannot feel the sun you were sleeping next to me but I knew that you'd be gone If I could give all my love to you I could justify myself but I'm just not coming through You're a pill to ease the pain of all the stupid things I do I'm an anchor on the line of a clock that tells the time that is running out on you Take some time before you go think of monday's coming down and the people that you knew The ones that aren't around you've been fading day to day I've been moving town to town If I could give all my love to you I could justify myself but I'm just not coming through You're a pill to ease the pain of all the stupid things i do I'm an anchor on the line of a clock that tells the time that is running out on you [2X] |
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| 3. |
| 3:40 |
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All of the sudden she disappears,
Just yesterday she was here, Somebody tell me if I am sleeping, Someone should be with me here, 'Cause I don't wanna be alone. I wanna be the knife that cuts into my hand, And I wanna be scattered from here in this catapult, What a big baby, won't somebody save me please, You won't find nobody home. All of these quiet battered voices, Wait for the hunger to come, We got little revolvers and stupid choices, And no one to say when we're done, Well I don't wanna bring you down. I wanna be the light that burns out your eyes, 'Cause I know there's little things about me, That would sing in the silence of, So much rejection in every connection I make, Can't find nobody home. I wanna be the light that burns out your eyes, 'Cause I know there's little things about me, That would sing in the silence of, So much rejection in every connection I make, I wanna be the last thing that you hear when you're falling asleep. I wanna be the knife that cuts into my hand, And I wanna be scattered from here in this catapult, What a big baby, won't somebody save me please, I can't find nobody home. |
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| 4. |
| 4:29 |
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I said goodnight LA,
'Cause I'm awake in my room, I've been up for 38 hours, And it don't look like sleep's coming soon, 'Cause I could break like a bird, Or I could swallow the sea, It seems like the daylight is coming, And no one is watching but me, But I don't mind the dark, Discovering the day, 'Cause the night is a, Beautiful bright blue and gray. What brings me down now, is love, 'Cause I can never get enough, And what brings me down now, is love, 'Cause I can never get enough of love. And it's a dangerous time, For a heart on a wire, Shuttle from station to station, Noisily not knowing why, So I put my head on the ground, And the sky is a wheel, Spinning these days into things that I've lost, But you can keep all the years, But I don't mind the days, Gone rolling away, 'Cause all this sunlight feels warm on my face today. But what brings me down now, is love, 'Cause I can never get enough, What brings me down now, is love, 'Cause I can never get enough, never get enough, Never get enough no, no, Never get enough of love, Said I can never get enough of love. What brings me, brings me down now, is love, 'Cause I can never get enough of love, I can never get enough of love, I can never get enough of love, I can never ever get enough, I can never get enough of love. |
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| 5. |
| 4:11 |
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She had four white stallions coming around the bend,
Four strong angels at her command ascend, Four more seasons for all that's broken to mend. And I got four good reasons, why I, Can't go back there again. She had skin like a statue, milky white and pure, Carved by an artist, whose hand is demure, Got a mind like a sabre, razor sharp and sure. And god how I hate myself for, Still wanting her. Damn these nights of dreaming, vision soft and sure, Now I'll wait to find there's nothing left of me and her, Nothing more than a heart still at war. She had four white stallions coming up around the bend, Four strong angels, already sent. Four more seasons for all that's broken to mend. I got four good reasons why I, Can't go back there again. Yeah, I got four good reasons why I, Can't go back there again. And I got four more seasons for all, That's broken to mend. |
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| 6. |
| 3:49 |
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Start tearing the old man down,
Run past the heather and down to the old road, Start turning the grain into the ground, Roll a new leaf over, in the middle of the night, There's an old man treading around in the gathered rain, Well mister, if you're going to walk on water, Oh could you drop a line my way? Omaha, somewhere in middle America, Get right to the heart of matters, It's the heart that matters more, I think you better turn your ticket in, And get your money back at the door, oh. Start threading a needle, Brush past the shuttle that slides through the cold room, Start turning the wool across the wire, Roll a new life over, in the middle of the night, there's an old man threading his toes through a bucket of rain, Hey mister, you don't want to walk on water, 'Cause you're only going to walk all over me. Omaha, somewhere in middle America, Get right to the heart of matters, It's the heart that matters more, I think you better turn your ticket in, And get your money back at the door. Start running the banner down, Drop past the color come up through the summer rain, Start turning the girl into the ground, Roll a new love over, in the middle of the day, There's a young man rolling around in the earth and rain, Hey mister, if you're going to walk on water, You know you're only going to walk all over me. Omaha, somewhere in middle America, Get right to the heart of matters, It's the heart that matters more, I think you better turn your ticket in, And get your money back at the door. Omaha, oh somewhere in middle America, Get right to the heart of matters, oh, It's the heart that matters more, I think you better turn your ticket in, And get your money back at the door, Oh, said Omaha, Sunday morning, I'm coming home today. |
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| 7. |
| 5:11 |
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Guess I think I feel alright,
You come circling through the light, The skyline baby, is bright tonight, One more perfect rendezvous, Sundown paints the shadows through, Daylight aiming on what we do. It looks like darkness to me, oh, Drifting down, into Miami, Miami. Can I say? I wish that this weather would never leave, It just gets hard to believe, That God sent this angel, to watch over me, 'Cause my angel, she don't receive my calls, She says I'm too dumb to fuck, Too dumb to fight, too dumb to save, Well, maybe I don't need no angel at all. It looks like darkness to me, oh, Drifting down, into Miami, She could pull the sun right through me, oh, Coming down, into Miami, Miami. Make a circle in the sand, Make a halo with your hands, Make a place for you to land. The bus is runnin', it's time to leave, The summer's gone, so are we, So come on baby, let's go shut it down, In New Orleans. Come on baby, Let's go shut it down, in New Orleans, Oh yeah, come on baby, come on baby, Let's go shut it down, in New Orleans, Come on, come on, come on, Come on, come on, come on, Let's go shut it down, in New Orleans, Oh yeah, come on baby, come on baby, Let's go shut it down. |
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| 8. |
| 2:54 |
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When you disappear on me,
It's just like parades in the rain, Every time I see you, you just disappear again, Every time you're leaving I don't know what to say, I wanna see this whole town go away. So could you tell me, why you're leaving, 'Cause I don't know why it has to be so, Could you tell me, why you're leaving, 'Cause I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know. All these ending love songs, Come into my eyes, But every time I see you, I'm alive, I'm alive. So could you tell me why you're leaving? 'Cause I don't know why it has to be so, Could you tell me why you're leaving, 'Cause I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know. |
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| 9. |
| 5:13 |
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The gentleman caller in the blue suede shoes,
He don't know what to do, He just wants to look good for you, So he rushes in to tell you what he did today, But he can't think of what to say, I think you listen anyway. He wants to have a good time, Just like everybody, He doesn't want to fall apart. You watch him as he stutters over what to say, It's just a little game you play, It's no easier for you some days, You wish that you could tell him it'll be okay, But you feel a little shy these days, 'Cause everybody goes away. Oh, you just wanna have a good time, Just like everybody else, You don't want to fall apart this time. I can look into your eyes and see the mess we're in, Well darling, if it's shit came out, Then I suppose that it's shit went in, Even though I couldn't say, I've been the places that you've been, You know he made my heart real strong, Even if he made my head real thin. I wanna have a good time, Just like everybody, And I don't want to fall apart. Oh I wanna have a good time, Just like everybody else, And I don't want to fall apart this time, So would you please invite me in. Oh, I really love the red haired girls, I'm just another boy from Texas, C'mon and take a spin, Oh, I got a brand new set of wings. Oh, I really love the red haired girls, I'm just another boy from Texas, C'mon and take a spin, Hey, I gotta brand new set of wings. Man I sure do love them red haired girls, I'm just like all the boys from Texas, C'mon take a spin, Hey little girl I got a brand new set of wings. |
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| 10. |
| 5:20 |
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Staring out of his window as the world rushes by,
Arthur Robinson closes the glass and replies, I dream of ballerinas and I don't know why, But I've seen Cadillacs sailing. And I was born on the shores of Chesapeake Bay, But Maryland and Virginia have faded away, And I keep thinking tomorrow is coming today, So I am endlessly waiting. And the comet is coming between, Me and the girl who could make it all clean, Out there in the shadow of a modern machine, Walks St. Robinson in his Cadillac dream. Carrie's down in her basement all toe shoes and twinned, With the girl in the mirror who spins when she spins, From where you think you'll end up to the state that you're in, Your reflection approaches and then recedes again. Yeah but the comet is coming between, Me and the girl who could make it all clean, Out there in the shadow of the modern machine, Walks St. Robinson in his Cadillac dream. Well I have dreamed of a black car that shimmers and drives, Down the length of the evening to the carnival side, In a house where regret is a carousel ride, We are spinning and spinning and spinning and now. There's a hole in the ceiling down through which I fell, There's a girl in a basement coming out of her shell, And there are people who will say that they knew me so well, I may not go to heaven, I hope you go to hell. Yeah but the comet is coming between, Me and the girl who could make it all clean, Out there in the shadow of a modern machine, Walks St. Robinson in his Cadillac dream, In his dream, St. Robinson in his dream, Some people are never quite what they seem, Oh come on baby, come on darlin', come on, Lets just get into my car and drive, Oh come on lets just get into my car and drive, Just don't always do the same thing over and over. |
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| 11. |
| 5:04 |
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Just down the street from your hotel, baby,
I stay at home with my disease, And ain't this position familiar, darling, Well, all monkeys do what they see, Help me stay awake, I'm falling. Down on Virginia and La Loma, Where I got friends who'll care for me, You got an attitude of everything I ever wanted, I got an attitude of need, So help me stay awake, I'm falling. Asleep in perfect blue buildings, Beside the green apple sea, I wanna get me a little oblivion baby, Try to keep myself away from me. It's 4:30 A.M. on a Tuesday, And it doesn't get much worse than this, In beds in little rooms in buildings in the middle, Of these lives which are completely meaningless, Help me stay awake, I'm falling. Asleep in perfect blue buildings, Beside the green apple sea, I wanna get me a little oblivion baby, Try to keep myself away from myself and me. Well I got bones beneath my skin, and mister, There's a skeleton in every man's house, Beneath the dust and love and sweat that hangs on everybody, There's a dead man trying to get out, So please help me stay awake, I'm falling. Asleep in perfect blue buildings, Beside the green apple sea, I wanna get me a little oblivion baby, Try to keep myself away from me. Perfect blue buildings, oh, Beside the green apple sea, I wanna get me a little oblivion baby, Try to keep myself away from myself and me. Oh, in the perfect blue buildings, I can't keep myself away from me, Oh, in the perfect blue buildings, Said how 'm I gonna keep myself, How 'm I gonna keep myself away from me, Keep myself away, How 'm I gonna keep myself away from me, Keep myself away, How 'm I gonna keep myself away from me. |
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| 12. |
| 5:29 |
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She sat right down on the sofa, I said,
Where have you been? I've been waiting for you, 'Cause last night I had something so good, These days get so long and I got nothing to do. I been hangin' around this town on the corner, I been bummin' around this old town so long, I been hangin' around this town on the corner, I been bummin' around this old town for way too long. We spend all day getting sober, Just hiding from daylight, watching TV, We just look a lot better in the blue light, Well, you know I gotta get out, But I'm stuck so tight, Weighed by the chains that keep me. Hangin' around this town on the corner, I been bummin' around this old town too long, I been hangin' around this town on the corner, I been bummin' around this old town for way too long, Well everybody twist. This girl listens to the band play, She says, where have you been? I've been lying right here on the floor. Well, I got all this time to be waiting, For what is mine, to be hating what I am, After the light has faded. Hangin' around this town on the corner, I been bummin' around this old town so long, I been hangin' around this town on the corner, I been bummin' around this old town for way to, way, I been hangin' around this town on the corner, I been bummin' around this old town for way long, I been hangin' around this town on the corner, I been bummin' around this old town for way, Way, way, way, way too long, Way, way, way, way too long, Way, way, way, way too long, Way, way, way, way too long, Way, way, way, way too long, Way, way, way, way too long, Way, way, way, way too long. |
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| 8:13 |
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I was wasted in the afternoon,
Waiting on a train, I woke up in pieces and Elisabeth, Had disappeared again, I wish you were inside of me, I hope that you're okay, I hope you're resting quietly, I just wanted to say. Good, goodnight Elisabeth, Goodnight Elisabeth, goodnight, Good, goodnight Elisabeth, Goodnight Elisabeth, goodnight. We couldn't all be cowboys, Some of us are clowns, Some of us are dancers on the midway, We roam from town to town, I hope that everybody, Can find a little flame, And me, I say my prayers, Then I just light myself on fire, And I walk out on the wire once again, And I say. Good, goodnight Elisabeth, Goodnight Elisabeth, goodnight, Good, goodnight Elisabeth, Goodnight Elisabeth, goodnight. Well I will wait for you in Baton Rouge, I'll miss you down in New Orleans, I'll wait for you while she slips in something comfortable, And I'll miss you when I'm slipping in between, But if you wrap yourself in daffodils, I will wrap myself in pain, oh, And if you're the queen of California, Baby I am the king of the rain, And I say. Good, goodnight Elisabeth, Goodnight Elisabeth, goodnight, Good, goodnight Elisabeth, The moon, the satellites, Yeah well. Wouldn't you fall down on me now, Wouldn't you fall down on me now, Come, come fall down on me now, Wouldn't you fall down on me. 'Cause I'm all alone, you ain't coming home, You just settle down, down, down, in to bone, Yeah I said I'm all alone, you ain't coming home, We just settle down, down, down, in to bone. |
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| 4:53 |
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On certain Sundays in November
When the weather bothers me I empty drawers of other summer's Where my shadows used to be She is standing by the water As her smile begins to curl In this or any other summer She is something all together different Never just an ordinary girl And in the evenings on Long Island When the colors start to fade She wears a silly yellow hat That someone gave her when she stayed I didn't think that she returned it We left New York in a whirl Time expands and then contracts When you are spinning In the grips of someone Who is not an ordinary girl When you sleep You find your mother in the night But she stays just out of sight So there isn't any sweetness in the dreaming And when you wake the morning covers you with light And it makes you feel alright But it's just the same hard candy You're remembering again You send your lover off to China Then you wait for her to call You put your girl up on a pedestal Then you wait for her to fall I put my summer's back in a letter And I hide it from the world All the regrets you can't forget Are somehow pressed upon a picture In the face of such an ordinary girl When you sleep You find your mother in the night But she fades just out of sight So there isn't any sweetness in the dreaming And when you wake the morning showers you with light And it makes you feel alright But it's just the same hard candy You're remembering again Again 4X It's just the same hard candy You're remembering again Again 4X And it's just the same hard candy You're remembering again Go ask her to come around And see me late after dark Don't ask me to come around Then wait to see if there's a spark. |
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| 15. |
| 4:44 |
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Got no place to go,
But there's a girl waiting for me down in Mexico, She got a bottle of tequila, a bottle of gin, And if I bring a little music I could fit right in. We got airplane rides, We got California drowning out the window side, We've got big black cars, And we got stories, How we slept with all the movie stars. I may take a holiday in Spain, Leave my wings behind me, Drink my worries down the drain, And fly away to somewhere new. Hop on my choo-choo, I'll be your engine driver in a bunny suit, If you dress me up in pink and white, We may be just a little fuzzy 'bout it later tonight. She's my angel, She's a little better than the one that used to be with me, 'Cause she liked to scream at me, Man, it's a miracle that she's not living up in a tree. I may take a holiday in Spain, Leave my wings behind me, Drive this little girl insane, And fly away to someone new. Everybody's gone, They left the television screaming that the radio's on, Someone stole my shoes but there's a couple of bananas, And a bottle of booze. Oh well, happy new year's baby, We could probably fix it if we clean it up all day, Or we could simply pack our bags, And catch a plane to Barcelona 'cause this city's a drag. I may take a holiday in Spain, Leave my wings behind me, Flush my worries down the drain, And fly away to somewhere new. Take a holiday in Spain, Leave my wings behind me, Drive this little girl insane, Fly away to someone new, Fly away to someone new, Fly away to someone new. |
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| 16. |
| 3:56 |
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Catch a boat to England baby,
Maybe to Spain, Wherever I have gone, Wherever I've been and gone, Wherever I have gone, The blues run the game. Send out for whisky baby, Send out for gin, Me and room service honey, Me and room service mama, Me and room service, well, We're living a life of sin. When I ain't drinking baby, You are on my mind, When I ain't sleeping honey, When I ain't sleeping mama, When I ain't sleeping, well, You know you'll find me crying. Catch a boat to England baby, Maybe to Spain, Wherever I have gone, Wherever I've been and gone, Wherever I have gone, The blues run the game. Living is a gamble baby, Loving's much the same, Wherever I have played, Wherever I throw those dice, Wherever I have played, The blues they run the game. Maybe when I'm older baby, Somewhere down the line, I'll wake up older, So much older mama, I'll wake up older, And I'll just stop all my trying. So catch a boat to England baby, Maybe to Spain, Wherever I have gone, Wherever I've been and gone, Wherever I have gone, The blues are all the same. |
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