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Time, all the long red lines, that take
Control, of all th smokelike streams that flow into yr Dreams, that big blue open sea, that can't be Crossed, that can't be climbed, just born Between, oh th' two white lines, distant gods an' faded Signs, of all those blinking lites, you had t' pick the one tonite... Holes, dug by little moles, angry jealous Spies, got telephones for eyes, come t' you as Friends, all those endless ends, that can't be Tied, oh they make me laugh, an' always make me Cry, til they drop like flies, an' sink like polished Stones, of all th' stones i throw, how does that ol' song go how does that ol' song go... Bands, those funny little plans, that never work quite right. |
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Into a dream, i took a turn, an' promised t' return
Th' way we were, th' way we met, th' way i lit yr cigarette Th' way it trailed, into a stream, an' lay down between... You had t' choose, a side t' love, an' divide yerself in two Th' way you were, long before, you were a walkin' civil war But you forget, where th' road goes, an' tonite it shows... Into yr soul, i tried t' climb, but found th' hole t' high For me t' leave, th' way i'd learned, an' found i couldn't turn Th' way th' trees, an' fallin' rain, remind me in a way... Th' way you were, th' day we met, th' way i lit your cigarette Th' way it changed, into a strange, cole porter phrase But you forget, how th' song goes, an' tonite it shows... |
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Standing in a dream, weaving thru' the crowded streets leaving you again endlessly
The choir disappears, an' voices in yr heard appear leading you again endlessly If th' armies of her soul, take you by surprise an' flee leaving you again endlessly An th' darkships of her eyes surrender t' you suddenly leading you again endlessly Standing in a street, th' line beneath th' fallin' leaves leading her again endlessly An' of all th' stars above, only one reminds her of leaving you again endlessly |
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| 5:11 |
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Well she tossed all night like a ragin' sea woke up an' climbed from th' suicide machine with her spanish candles an' her persian poems stuck on th' rocks insude opus 40 stoned an' scratchin' he wrists in the pourin' rain she collapses down upon th' ocean floor again Tears in waves minds on fire Nights alone by yr side Catskill mansions buried screams i'm alive she cried but i don't know what it means somewhere out there across th' moonlit sands there's a line drawn like th' lines on her own shand an' slammin' her eyes lockin' th' door she collapses down upon th' ocean floor again Tears in waves minds on fire Nights alone by yr side |
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| 2:54 |
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Y'don't need much money t' ride th' silver train
Just enough t' keep yerself from sleepin' in th' rain Satellites 'r chasin' silver clouds away an' Technicolor raindrops wash gumballs down th' drain Gonna leave th' city, gonna hop a train tonite Gotta one-way ticket an' th' moon is shinin' brite Gonna leave th' city, gonna catch th' hudson line Cos y'know i love th' city, but i haven't got th' time Satellites 'r chasin' th' silver clouds away Mercury's a' fallin' yeah who forgot t' pray Silver trains will whistle an' glisten by th' moon Molly's got her kite and joe has his balloons Satellites 'r chasin' silver clouds away I'm stuck on th' tracks t' sleep away th' day |
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| 2:06 |
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| 3:45 |
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Well i got us on a hiway an' i got us in a car
Got us goin' faster than we've ever gone before An' i know it ain't gonna last An' i know it ain't gonna last When i see yr eyes arive they explode like two bugs on glass Far above th' ocean, depp under th' sea There's a river runnin' dry because of you an' me She's a goddess on a hiway, a goddess in a car A goddess goin' faster than she's ever gone before |
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| 5:50 |
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Well goodbye southern spy
i've come t' love you in th' lite always starin' in th' Void have yr etes all been destroyed all these diggin' little hands of all the stones that never had yr the only one i know... An' farewell gold'n ring oh you hollow little thing like a wave along th' coast i've come t'love th' hi's and lows when in th' end yr just a band a funny bird that never lands an' yr th' only one i know... Farewell gold'n sound no one wants to hear you now an' of all th' happy ends i wouldn't wish this on a friend but yr th' only one i know |
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| 3:06 |
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| 11. |
| 6:19 |
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Sea t' corporal sea atlantic's too specific
haven't time t'settle sharks infest th' water kickin' up th' dust constructin' new ideals old ones laid t' rust nothin' seems so real Slidin' away in a washed out delta sun Missionaries flood my favorite AM stations flowing in their futures washed out in this delta rag look th' other way pocket all th' pieces tripping up th' strawhat tumble inta th' wind Slidin' away in washed out delta sun Slidin' away in washed out delta sun Wavin' goodbye i'm not sayin' hello |
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