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Past midnight's hold - Where the world's awaiting - I'll wait for you love - But I close my eyes, as there's pain too in paradise - Hey baby say - just what you're thinking - Know I know it - yeh, feel I'm sinking - Know I feel it - I know you feel it too - Across the water, there's a boat that - will take us away. It is shining for me All I need to be But I can't find the key The one to make me believe- Late at night - When the world is dreaming - Way past the stars - That ignore our fate & all twinkle too late to save us - so we save ourselves. Hey baby say - just what you're thinking Know I know it - yeh, feel I'm sinking Know I feel it - I know you feel it too - Across the water, there's a boat that - Will take us away - Far from the madness - out of the sadness Into sunlight - out of the sinking - You know I feel it, I know you it too - Across the water, there's a boat that will take us away - And there we will stay |
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| 2. |
| 3:08 |
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I've got a grapefruit matter
It's as sour as shit I have no solutions Better get used to it I don't need a ship to sail in stormy weather I don't need you to ruffle the feathers - of my Peacock Suit I'm Narcissus in a puddle In shop windows I gloat Like a ball of fleece lining In my camel skin coat I don't need a ship to sail in stormy weather I don't need you to ruffle the feathers - of my Peacock Suit Did you think I should Nemesis in a muddle In a mirror I look Like a streak of sheet lightnin' In my rattleskin shoes - I don't need a ship to sail in stormy weather I don't need you to ruffle the feathers - of my Peacock Suit Did you think I should |
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| 3. |
| 4:11 |
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SUNFLOWER - Paul Weller I don't care how long this lasts We have no future - we have no past I write this now while I'm in control I'll choose the words and how the melody goes - Along winding streets, we walked hand in hand And how I long for that sharp wind To take my breath away again I'd run my fingers through your hair Hair like a wheatfield, I'd run through That I'd run through - And I miss you so - I miss you so No you're gone, I feel so alone I miss you so I'd send you a flower - a sunflower bright While you cloud my days, messing up my nights And all the way up to the top of your head Sunshower kisses, I feld we had And I miss you so - I miss you so All I gotta do, is think of you - and I miss you so Baby I'm afraid to say why - I miss you so CAN YOU HEAL US (HOLY MAN) - Paul Weller Crystal words, that hang so fine - But none will stop us falling Pulling faster all the time - Powerless to warnings If you feel the hand of God - Can you guide it holy man? But you are only flesh and blood - Waiting too for judgement Still saying! Daddy don't weep, Momma don't cry Everybody gets their time Don't be sad, don't be blue - Pray for me, I'll do the same for you Split the Father and the Son - Hand words to ease them In the other is a gun - baptized by fear, and If you have the hand of God - Can you heal us, holy man? But you are only flesh and blood - Waiting too for judgement Still saying! Hang on tight, hang on strong How much longer can this go on But don't be sad, don't be blue - It's one more thing set to confuse Daddy don't weep, Momma don't cry Every fear must have its time Don't be sad, don't be blue - Pray for me, I'll do the same for you. Can you bring the hand of God? Can you stop the killing? Get us back to hope and love - Never more be needed - Still saying! Bloods gone bad, bad to worse Worse to bad and back again But don't be sad, don't be blue - It's one more thing sent to confuse Momma don't weep, Daddy don't cry Every fear must have its time Don't be sad, don't be blue - Pray for me, I'll do the same for you. WILD WOOD - Paul Weller High tide - mid afternoon People fly by, in the traffics boom Knowing - where you're blowing Getting to where, you should be going. Don't let, them get you down Making you feel, guilty about Golden rain, bring you riches All the good things - you deserve now. Climbing, forever trying Find your way out - of the wild, wild wood Now theres, no justice There's only yourself - that you can trust in And I said - high tide, mid afternoon People fly by, in the traffics boom Knowing - just where you're blowing Getting to where, you should be going. Day by day, your world fades away Waiting to feel - all the dreams that say Golden rain will bring you riches All the good things - you deserve now - and I say Climbing, forever trying Find your way out - of the wild, wild wood ALL THE PICTURES ON THE WALL - Paul Weller And all the pictures on the wall Serve only to remind you of it all The wasted days we could have lived Now we're left with nothing left to give There was a time I really loved you But when that was I just can't say As all the memories merge into one As each day becomes each day The clock hands ticking on the wall Are just reminders of it all The wasted days we could have lived Now we're left with nothing left to give We used to meet each others' eyes And that's all we'd have to say Now we don't talk that much at all The further our eyes seem to stray And in a funny kind of way This empty room was full one day Full of love that we once shared - now it all looks so bare The silent walls whose cracks I feel - But is there room to let the hatred heal? HAS MY FIRE REALLY GONE OUT? And when I open my eyes - will it then be morning? First rays of summer sun - coming down and shining And if I open my heart and say all that you would want Hope, faith and all I believe will be there to greet me And if I open my head, remember all that I said Hey baby, what will you find - coming down to meet you? A lot of words but no one talking I don't want no part of that Something real is what I'm seeking One clear voice in the wilderness And put an end to all your doubts - Has my fire really, really gone out? COUNTRY - Paul Weller I know a place not far from here Where life's sweet perfume fills the air And if you want, I'll take you there If you want, I'll take you there Into the light out of the dark Where only love can heal your heart And if you want I'll make a start If you want - I'll make a start This place I say, half hour away Is that so far to go? - so near And further on we'll find the time And lose the discontent we feel - that we feel I feel the time we've yet to reach Is not yet within our own belief But I feel sure that time has come If it goes on at all - if it goes on and on - if it goes on and on I know a place not far from here Where life's sweet perfume fills the air And if you want we'll lay a while there If you want, we'll lay a while there |
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| 4. |
| 3:45 |
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Can you put a smile back on - all these different faces Of all these people from - such different places And if you can succeed - what then will you achieve With a different tune to play - you've been saving for a rainy day Will you heal the scar that's on - the years been wasted The tears spent on the past - just filling spaces Or is love forever gone banished to a smaller part Hide behind your wall and start - to get to the very heart An' if you wanna shoot the moon - make sure that you know why Careful fly too soon - better let someone else try I'm the weaver of your dreams - I get rid of your bogeyman I'm here to smash the shell you're under An' get you into another thing - I'm the weaver of your dreams - I put paid to the rocketman I'm here to break the spell you're under And get you started with another plan Could you put a kiss back on - the lips so twisted Waiting for the chance to start - dipping into wishes Or is love forever gone - banished to a smaller part Hide behind your wall and start - to get to the very heart And in the midst of the darkest night Think of me and hold me tight So that I might live to see All the weaving of my dreams. |
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| 5. |
| 3:23 |
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High tide, mid afternoon People fly by, in the traffics boom Knowing, just where you are blowing Getting to where you should be going Dont let them get you down Making you feel quilty about golden rain, will bring you riches All the good things you deserve and now Climbing, forever trying Find your way out of the wild, wild wood Now theres no justice Only yourself that you can trust in And I said high tide, mid afternoon People fly by, in the traffics boom Knowing, just where you are blowing Getting to where you should be going Day by day your world fades away Waiting to feel all the dreams that say Golden rain will bring you riches All the good things you deserve now And I say, climbing, foreever trying find you way out of the wild, wild wood Said you are gonna find you way out of the wild, wild wood Wild wild wood |
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| 6. |
| 3:52 |
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(papayeverteAutumn blew its leaves at me,
Threatening winter as I walked. Summer always goes so quick, Barely stopping like my thoughts. Which dip and spin and change so fast I have to wonder - Will I last. Through the windows of the train, I caught reflections of a paper cup, Hanging small in a pale blue sky, Never knowing which way's up. Above the clouds, what's to be found, I have to wonder - Will I be around. As my anger shouts - At my own self doubt, So a sadness creeps - Into my dreams When you're scared of living - But afraid to die I get scared of giving - And I must find the faith to beat it I must be me that's rushing by, Time just lingers on the wind. Bristlin' through my open fears, I wonder what it's going to bring. Above the clouds, what's to be found, I have to wonder - Will I be around. Run and hide, run and hide I catch the sail at evening's tide. |
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| 3:22 | 
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| 8. |
| 3:31 |
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It's in a stroke of a brush It's in the wave of a hand And a view so bright It turns the world And makes all right Yet seems to say Come what may You will be what you will With a brush stroke of fate You will have to think again If you touch by it all Lucky to be brushed by it all - Than walk a crooked mile In a worn out smile That you found on the ground Somebody else threw it down Looks like that you're the next bessed in town It's in a verse that you read It's in the tune in your head That makes all light Turns your world Illuminates life And makes you see All the love within Is still yet to come out Like the word - as a bang! You may have to think again And get touched by it all Than walk in single file In a worn out smile That you found on the ground Somebody else threw it down Looks like you're the next blessed in town |
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| 3:32 |
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Is happiness real?
Or am I so jaded I can't see or feel - like a man been tainted Numbed by the effect - aware of the muse Too in touch with myself - I light the fuse I'm the changingman - built on shifting sands I'm the changingman - waiting for the bang- As I light a bitter fuse Time is on loan - only ours to borrow What I can't be today - I can be tomorrow And the more I see - the more I know The more I know - the less I understand. I'm the changingman - built on shifting sands I'm the changingman - waiting for the bang- To light a bitter fuse It's a bigger part - When our instincts act A shot in the dark - A movement in black And the more I see - the more I know The more I know - the less I understand. I'm the changingman - built on shifting sands (I don't have a plan) I'm the changingman - waiting for the bang- To light a bitter fuse |
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| 2:20 |
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Minds alive! On Friday Street Summerflys around my feet And wee still stars Are in my eyes And mine's alive on Friday Street A pulse goes on, on Friday Street Time seems longer against its beat And it's easy to remember And it's hard to forget That mine's alive on Friday Street Yeh! Mine's still alive on Friday Street And I see myself And it seems so clear I can walk through the world Like I'm not really here And I really don't care 'Cause mine's still alive on Friday Street Lives alive on Friday Street You start to shine in a brand new heat And the world is clear Like you're not really here And I see myself And I'm really not scared 'Cause mine's still alive on Friday Street Mine's still alive on Friday Street It's like plugging back in on Friday Street May it always come alive! on Friday Street |
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| 11. |
| 3:39 |
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You do something to me - something deep inside I?m hanging on the wire - with love I?ll never find You do something wonderful - then chase it all away Mixing my emotions - that throws me back again Hanging on the wire, I?m waiting for the change I?m dancing through the fire, just to catch a flame- An?feel real again. You do something to me - somewhere deep inside I?m hoping to get close to- a peace I cannot find- Dancing through the fire- just to catch a flame Just to get close to, just close enough- To tell you that?? You do something to me-something deep inside |
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| 4:08 |
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I'm gonna clear out my head
I'm gonna get myself straight I know it's never too late To make a brand new start I'm gonna kick down the door I'm gonna get myself in I'm gonna fix up the yard And not fall back again I'm gonna clear up my earth And build a heaven off the ground Not something distant on a cloud But something real to me But something real to me All that I can I can be All that I am I can't see All that is mine is in my hands So to myself I call There's somewhere else I should be There's someone else I can't see There's something more I can find There's only love to me I'm gonna clean up my earth And build a heaven off the ground Not something distant on a cloud But something real to me But something real to me I'm gonna clean up my head I'm gonna get myself straight I feel it's never too late To make a brand new start To make a brand new start To make a brand new start |
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| 13. |
| 2:42 |
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Hidden in the back seat of my head Someplace I can't remember where I found it just by coincidence And now I'm all hung up again Just like a soldier from the past Who won't be told it's over yet Refusing to lay down his gun He'll keep on fighting 'til his war is won He's gotta hurt someone He'll keep on fighting 'til his war is won Waiting for the moment - keep on looking for a sign Extraordinary - trying to cease the war inside Hidden in the backseat of my head Someplace I can't remember where I found it just by coincidence And now I'm all hung up again And now I'm all hung up again |
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| 3:04 |
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She's in my head She's in my mind And I'm all she says Yes she knows me well As well as you can She's on my side I often hide In her magic hair And there I learn again - the joy of life The wonder of it all And this I feel - that through her I learn Another way to be You take my breath, I feel consumed Take it all - I want to know What lies behind - your smiles and shells Wish I knew you well Come in my head Come in my mind You can only love, when you open up To be yourself |
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| 3:23 |
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Like pebbles on a beach Kicked around, displaced by feet Like broken stones - all trying to get home. Like a loser's reach Too slow & short to hit the peaks So lost & alone - trying to get home. As another piece shatters Another little bit gets lost And what else really matters - at such a cost? Like a loser's reach - Too slow & short to hit the peaks So lost & alone - trying to get home. Trying to get home - Like broken stones - All trying to get home. |
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| 3:12 |
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Into the mists of time and space
Where we have no say over date and place Don't get embarrassed if it happens a lot, That you don't know how you started or where you're gonna stop And if at times it seems insane, all the tears in searching; Turning all your joy to pain, in pursuit of learning; Buy a dream and hideaway, can't escape the sorrow; Your mojo will have no effect, as we head into tomorrow Round and round like a twisted wheel Spinning in attempt to find the feel Find the path that will help us find A feeling of control over lives and minds And if at times it seems insane, all the tears in searching; Turning all your joy to pain, in pursuit of learning; Buy a dream and hideaway, can't escape the sorrow; Your mojo will have no effect, as we head Into the stars and always up Drinking from a broken cup Whose golden gleam is fading fast Praying that it has not passed Into tomorrow |
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