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I should let this go but I just can't
And now it's just a lesson I can't grasp So what's really the best that I could do To hope to see you every year or two And the things you said Do they still make sense Could you mean them now Did you even mean them then I could torture myself Insane and tense But I don't have the strength I'm crushed in pain you drifted through my life But even looking back I know it's right I gave you my heart scared complete and whole When all you ever asked for was my soul And there's nothing left But a song or two That mean not a thing If I can't play them for you If I could hear your voice just one more time Maybe I'd be fine But I guess I won't 'Cos it's too late now And I guess you're gone 'Cos it's too late now And the pain I feel Is all I can take Maybe this turn of karma Is too late Maybe I was wrong Maybe I was caught In a net of passion Maybe I was caught Maybe I should take it all with salt And soon I'll believe that it's not my fault And it's not my fault And it's not my fault And it's not my fault And it's not my fault And it's not my fault And it's not my fault If I say it enough I'll believe that It's not my fault |
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If you were here I'd slap you senseless
Then I'd ask you where you've been I'd tell you don't you know I worry Sitting up each night in fear And then I'd tell you that I'm angry And I'd say you did me wrong And that I hate you 'cos you sneak into My every single song If you were here you'd see the damage done And then you'd feel the shame I'd make you understand my pain If you were 'round I'd show you wounds and scars The proof that you were here And then I'd make you cry like I did If my point still was not clear If you were here I'd scream and Maybe trash the room if I had time And then one single word would break your spirit Just the same as you broke mine If you were here you'd realize what you did Stay for a million years I'd make you cry my tears But you're not here And I'm not strong And this whole thing has gone on too long I need to leave this on my shelf But instead I say it to myself If you were here I'd slap you senseless If only you were here |
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My heart it is eternal
And my soul it often flies You can see it in the evenings soaring through the skies And it takes me close to madness Though it never really tries I've crossed a million rivers And I've walked a million miles I've kissed a holy angel and I've tried to show some style I never even questioned How I know it's all worthwhile But I'm gonna make it through and I'm gonna do it all And I'm gonna make it through and I'm gonna do it all And I'm gonna make it through and I'm gonna do it all I will fall My legs they get so tired And my head it often screams You can hear the thoughts all turning overload of fears and dreams I don't mind the sting of feeling But it burns when I'm empty I'll ride the road I've chosen And at times I know I'll fall I have nothing to lose now so I want to taste it all Wintertime in Glendale Till the next location calls But I'm gonna make it through and I'm gonna do it all And I'm gonna make it through and I'm gonna do it all And I'm gonna make it through and I'm gonna do it all I will fall I'm gonna make it through and I'm gonna do it all And I'm gonna make it through and I'm gonna do it all And I'm gonna make it through and I'm gonna do it all I will fall I'm gonna make it through and I'm gonna do it all And I'm gonna make it through and I'm gonna do it all And I'm gonna make it through and I'm gonna do it all I will fall Well there's no one left but you now babe Got to say that it's your call I'm gonna make it through and I'm gonna do it all And I'm gonna make it through and I'm gonna do it all And I'm gonna make it through and I'm gonna do it all I will fall |
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Eight years old
I was in love with a girl Eight years old My only love meant the world We'd hang out Play catch and kiss at lunch time I was young she was something to call mine I'd be lying if I said I was not Devastated and broken when she Opened my hand slid hers in Then walked away It was bad The only eight year old kid suicidal In the school Convinced I was down to survival Melodramatic in my usual way I was sure that the whole world would end When the girl left that day And it did Seventeen years old Riding home on the bus Seventeen Looking for someone to trust The seat next to me Sits down a girl I once loved She looks at me And then I remember her touch She smiles Then touches my knee All of the sudden I'm eight years old not seventeen Again Here's this girl I was in love, I was eight Almost a decade later A decade too late So she smiles Asks me "so how you been?" Then gives me her number to go out sometime this weekend My head is spinning it's all too surreal Deja vu doesn't begin to describe how I feel So I laugh There's nothing to say Maybe everything in my life's gonna end up this way |
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When I was a kid I was best at whatever I did
When I was a kid I was smart, at the top of the class When I was a lad I was sure I had the world in my hands I was my own teacher I had my own plan I could have been an athlete could have trained all the time Been just like the others could have left them behind But I was too lazy I could not see ahead All I thought of was music that was filling my head I could have been a painter painting life in a rush All I saw in a day on canvas with my brush But I was just painting my life in a song Getting all the chords right getting all the words wrong I could have been a writer with a back catalogue Full of stories of crimes, sex and beer, girls and drugs But instead I was writing my first song so bad On the cheapest guitar that the music store had 'Cos instead I strummed on guitars Instead I wasted my time And I strummed on guitars I could have been a lawyer defending some guy With a paycheck so big for my heart paid to lie But instead I was keeping the truth to myself In the records I placed one by one on my shelf I could have been a champion, man of the year Wave to the crowd as they scream and cheer But here I am playing to people sat down Nursing their beers while I play the clown And instead I strummed on guitars Instead I wasted my time And I strummed on guitars I could have been a racing car driver speed mad Seeking the thrills that my youth never had But instead I was busy enjoying my age With teen punk rock anthems and hearts paid to rage I could have been a scientist, doctor or man With a stethoscope diagnosing ladies' old hands But instead I built fret-callous fingertip scars On my ten year old hands meant for toy ships and cars And instead I strummed on guitars Instead I wasted my time Strummed on guitars I could have been so much But I wasted my time on useless guitars I could have been so much But I'm not And I'm glad And I'm glad 'Cos when I was a kid I was best at whatever I did |
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Today I got my call from Ketchum Idaho
From Hemingway and railways and whiskey wine and snow But if you've never been in pain before then I guess you wouldn't know I'm leaving in a while now for Ketchum's icy sting To walk and fish and write some songs, to stay up late and drink And if I stay there long enough then I'll never feel a thing And Ketchum will be good to you if are strong and brave She caters to the melancholy every single day And babbles like a drunk old man unloading all his pain I'll lock myself in Ketchum's stare I'll make her my whole world I'm gonna roam the Ketchum streets to find a Ketchum girl And then I'll let her break my heart 'cos that's all that I do well The valley will become my home her hills will keep me safe I'll give her songs about my soul when there's no soul left to take And I'll forget I ever lived in any other place And it may seem inevitable I would love this fate So beautiful and tragic and her heroes can't escape And Hemingway he shot himself one July evening late But me I couldn't bring myself to bloody Ketchum's name Underneath her passion boils, never spoils surface tame I'll slowly let her kill me with her lonely wind and rain Her lonely tears and pain |
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I didn't see it coming
I just thought that you were friendly But here we are passionately embraced I suppose it's kind of funny But it's also kind of scary That your kiss brought back a feeling I'd erased When you said that you were lonely And I said I thought you would be Then you took me to a darker holy place Then I said I liked to kiss you And you said you loved to kiss me Then kissed the sweetest kiss I'll ever taste 'Cos I've known you for an hour But you're growing like a flower In me I've known you for a lifetime Or we're soul mates from a past life Daisy It's all mixed with indecision And a painful soulful spilling Of everything I've ever felt or known And you know that they're all looking So you kiss me even harder Then hold me and I just feel right at home Your touch is soft and tender So I raise my flag surrender Then say "I feel you staring at my soul" And it makes them all feel awkward But our time here's more important So we sink into our closed eyed painful hole I'm scared of what will happen So I kiss you, say I'll call you Then I tell you so much I don't understand Then you kiss me with an answer And my question seems invalid And I go to bed with daisies in my hand I call you there's no answer But I know I have to see you So I call and call and call and call again But you never get my message Or you choose not to return it Because you shouldn't, needn't, wouldn't or just can't I'm lonely and I love you For the moment that is what's true In me I've known you now forever Joined at the soul together Daisy There'll be no way to avoid you When I see you in the movies And I realize right now you're not here with me If I'll see you in my lifetime If again I'll feel you kiss me I suppose that I'll just have to wait and see But for now I'll just be grateful To be touched by such an angel And put it down as life experience That my muse is just a daisy With the most beautiful nature Will one day fall back in my flower bed And I know you said you love me And that's the only memory left For me 'Cos I need you more than ever Joined at the soul together Daisy |
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We used to be the best of friends
I wrote a song for you You'd call me for no reason Talk about TV and food We used to be the best of friends You read my horoscope You said I wasn't anal enough to be a Virgo I said that's what I hoped I admitted I was scared to you I said I couldn't sleep I told my jokes and they were bad You laughed to humour me We used to be the best of friends We flirted but no more Sometimes we'd drop each other hints That we would both ignore But now we're not the best of friends We said we'd always be There was a night I should've kissed you That blame belongs to me 'Cos you got a boyfriend, got a life I guess he took my place I started speaking to you less and less Till you were just another face But sometimes our eyes meet Sometimes we look around Then one of us will look away I usually look down The other night I was hanging out Red eyes, wet hair I looked across the circle And you were sitting there The moment lasted forever The reefer round this time I took the hit and passed it on Inside I nearly cried When I think about the friends I've had Forgotten faces in a crowd The many times I've bared my soul I've grown this old, I've cried out loud I looked at you, you sat in shock I looked at you, you sat in shock My drifting nature has got to stop My drifting nature's got to stop |
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On the TV there's a picture frame with two separate photos in it
My two sisters that's just about the closest they've been My folks will tell you they've been that way forever I can't remember the last time they were in the same room together You'll hear stories about how they used to fight Screaming slamming doors keep the neighbors up at night And me their evil baby child brother Just about the last thing they have in common with each other Two sisters everything is awkward, tense Don't know each other and it doesn't make sense at all Two sisters both led lives extreme Tried to erase any similarities Married, single, secure, a floating balloon Tried to forget the fact that they both came from the same womb Two sisters a deadly combination Avoid it at all costs it's not worth the frustration Maybe a brother and a sister would be best for all Two sisters had so much in common Now they don't know each other at all You thought that they'd grow closer with age You were mistaken, they'll go to their graves apart Not regretting what they didn't do Never missing the sister that they never knew Maybe the friendly sibling myth is a scam I don't know any siblings that walk around holding hands Maybe we all expect too much of them Not only to be sisters but also to be friends Maybe two sisters need to fight scream and weep Maybe if two sisters don't fight Then two sisters will never speak Keep your theories and parent psychology It doesn't hold with me A frame with two separate photos in it Is the closest that my two sisters have been A frame with two separate photos in it Is the closest that my two sisters have been A frame with two separate photos in it A frame with two separate photos in it |
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Just 18 I've seen the world
Done more than some their whole lives unfold Still at school just saving face But a month today I'll be leaving this place I've lived a million lives so far But I'm still naive and a broken heart I feel like I've heard it all before With a whole life ahead to hear a whole lot more You wouldn't believe half the things I've seen Way too much for just 18 I've written songs about them all so far And played them all on an acoustic guitar Life is good, it's been alright to me I've recorded my heart on a couple LPs It all comes down to the same old thing Trying to find someone to share it with I'm lost, I know that the world is weird I'm swimming in waters that I used to fear Crazy things have made me kind of tough Sometimes I think that I've seen too much Just 18 I've seen the world Done more than some their whole lives unfold Still at school just saving face But a month today I'll be leaving this place But a month today I'll be leaving this place |
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Michael J. Fox was a household name
In 1985 And what about young Mallory And all of the Family Ties? I hear they all robbed liquor stores And are in jail now for life Kirk Cameron had Growing Pains Sex symbol of the year Problem solved so squeaky clean In half an hour clear I hear he's been washing dishes For the last couple of years Laughter tracks and '80s stars Predictable jokes I don't have to tell you what happened To the kids from Diff'rent Strokes Punky Brewster's 15 minutes Lasted for years before it got old You're never quite so cute And I should know Once puberty takes its toll And no one knows their whereabouts What they do or what they did Chew 'em up and spit 'em out Like all of the Cosby kids It's the toughest game and the hardest time It's the longest walk on the thinnest line Its sad and true that they love then kill Where do they go when they die? To the big '80s sitcom in the sky Michael J Fox was a household name In 1985 |
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It's 3 AM in New York
Sometime in 1995 The other half of the world The other side It might have been warm outside, maybe cold Who could tell? Three of us stumbled into room 421 At the Grammercy Park Hotel It's 3 AM in New York We sat for a while We started to talk We started to smile Then he played a song I knew very well 3 AM in New York At the Grammercy Park Hotel He passed the guitar around Over and over and over again Till one of us broke a string It was probably him But the songs came out strong They were loud, they were long There were songs about girls, about boys Sung a lot, screamed a lot We made lots of noise It's 3 AM in New York It's the time of my life Minstrels and maidens and heartbroken songs Made me cry And we were anonymous, androgynous Bearers of truth And the indie rock columnists would have freaked out If they knew It's 3 AM in New York And I knew we were right We were young, not so young And in love with our lives 3 AM in New York I went back to bed Three lone true prophets With songs in our heads It's 3 AM in New York And I just felt God Lying awake in the dark I was in awe And I know in reality It might not be true But for three of us here in New York It's all we could do I know it's just songs, played on guitars It's not rocket science, flying to Mars And I know it's not much, but it's all that I have To be sure that I'm real Again and again And If there comes a day When my fingers don't work Or my voice loses sound Gives me grief, gives me hurt Well, I swear on that day When I lose what's worthwhile From that day forth I never shall smile It's 3 AM in New York I feel fine, I feel well Sound asleep At the Grammercy Park Hotel |
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On the last day of the world
On the last day of history I'm gonna live like I always wanted I'm gonna live like I really was free And when it finally happens When they say it on TV You can bet your life that I'll be the first one Dancing in the street You'll have your scientist expert nuclear physicist Saying that he can't explain Maybe it's a meteor nuclear bomb missile launch A final plague acid rain Then he'll tell you it's the last day of your life And you must not leave your home There'll be millions of people all around the world Praying to the CNN god alone But I'm gonna dance And I'm gonna sing When I hear those words said I'm gonna smash my favorite guitar Burn every book I've ever read Then I'm gonna gather all my friends together We'll get drunk and we'll get high And then we'll chain smoke cigarettes It doesn't matter 'cos we're all gonna die I'm gonna tear down the main city street In a stolen police car Record the world's trashiest song And make myself a star Then I'm gonna come back home and sit and think About every word I've said Take a photo of myself as a souvenir 'Cos by the end of the day I'll be dead And then I'll come round to your place With a flower and a song I'm gonna rest my tired head in your lap And cry about all the things I've done wrong Then I'm gonna look at you just one last time And smile at the life I chose Then let one final tear past my eye Before the world explodes |
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I pass a town without a name
Seen through the window of a train A boy and girl stand side by side The train arrives, she kisses him goodbye She turns away then steps on board He thought he'd die but now he's sure But as he thinks of one last thing to say The train just rolls away I pass a station with no sign An old man gets on the train just in time He used to love this town despite the rain But since his wife died it's not been the same He curses himself, he was weak At his wife's grave he could not speak But as he thinks that maybe he should stay The train just rolls away The driver likes his coffee strong and hot The train he drives is everything he's not He watches the sad people board the train Then laughs as he pulls out and rolls away Hits a hundred, no holding back Then his dear train comes off the track The news report said instant death, no pain But who's really to say? But who's really to say? The train just rolled away The train just rolls away |
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