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Blue morning Blue morning Wrapped in strands of fist and bone Curiosity, Kitten, doesn't have to mean you're on your own Your can look outside your window He doesn't have to know We can talk awhile, baby We can take it nice and slow All your life is such a shame All your love is just a dream Are you happy where you're sleeping? Does he keep you safe and warm? Does he tell you when you're sorry? Does he tell you when you're wrong? I've been watching you for hours It's been years since we were born We were perfect when we started I've been wondering where we've gone All your life is such a shame All your love is just a dream I dreamt I saw you walking up a hillside in the snow Casting shadows on the winter sky as you stood there counting crows One for sorrow Two for joy Three for girls and four for boys Five for silver Six for gold and Seven for a secret never to be told There's a bird that nests inside you Sleeping underneath your skin When you open up your wings to speak I wish you'd let me in All your life is such a shame All your love is just a dream Open up your eyes You can see the flames of your wasted life You should be ashamed You don't want to waste your life I walk along these hillsides in the summer 'neath the sunshine I am feathered by the moonlight falling down on me Change |
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My friend assures me "it's all or nothing" I am not worried- i am not overly concerned My friend implores me " for one time only, Make an exception." i am not not worried Wrap her up in a package of lies Send her off to a coconut island I am not worried - i am not overly concerned With the status of my emotions "oh", she says, "were changing." But were always changing It does not bother me to say this isn't love Because if you don't want to talk about it then it isn't love And i guess i'm going to have to live that But, i'm sure there's something in a shade of gray Or something in between And i can always change my name if that's what you mean My friend assures me "it's all or nothing' But i am not really worried I am not overly concerned You try to tell your self the things you try tell your self to make Yourself forget To make your self forget I am not worried "if it's love" she said, "then were gonna have to think about the Consequences" She can't stop shaking and i can t stop touching her and..... This time when kindness falls like rain It washes her away and anna begins to change her mind "these seconds when i'm shaking leave me shuddering For days" she says. And i'm not ready for this sort of thing But i'm not gonna break And i'm not going to worry about it anymore I'm not gonna bend. and i'm not gonna break and I'm not gonna worry about it anymore It seems like i should say "as long as this is love..." But it's not all that easy so maybe i should just Snap her up in a butterfly net- Pin her down on a photograph album I am not worried I've done this sort of thing before But then i start to think about the consequences Because i don't get no sleep in a quiet room and... The time when kindness falls like rain It washes me away and anna begins change my mind And every time she sneezes i believe it's love And oh lord.... i'm not ready for this sort of thing She s talking in her sleep-it s keeping me awake And anna begins to toss and turn And every word is nonsense but i understand it and Oh lord. i m not ready for this sort of thing Her kindness bangs a gong It's moving me along and anna begins to fade away It s chasing me away. she dissappears, and oh lord i'm not ready for this sort of thing |
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Children in bloom cooking in the sun,
Waiting for a room of our own, Leave my sister alone, 'Cause she don't deserve this, She is a flower and I am a flower, And we are all alone. I gotta get out on my own, I gotta get up from this waiting, waiting at home, I gotta get out of this sunlight it's melting my bones, I gotta get up from this slumber and just get myself home. All these wasted dreams, Just waiting for the sun, To open up my heart to anyone, Bring me some rain, Because I'm dying, I'm dying, And I can't get this damn thing closed again. I gotta get out on my own, I gotta get up from this waiting, waiting at home, I gotta get out of this sunlight it's melting my bones, I gotta get up from this slumber and just get myself home. Where's the fun house this year? The fairground's deserted, And the skies don't seem as near, Nicole's my oldest friend, But the altar is empty, And she'll never be a little girl again. I gotta get out on my own, I gotta get up from this waiting, waiting at home, I gotta get out of this sunlight it's melting my bones, I gotta get up from this slumber and just get myself home, home. I can't find my way home, I can't find my way home, I can't find, I can't find, I can't find, I can't find, I can't find, I can't find my way home. |
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I took the cannonball down to the ocean Across the desert from sea to shining sea I rode a ladder that climbs across the nation Fifty million feet of earth between the buried and me "How do you do?" She said, "Hey, how do you do?" She buys a ticket 'cause it's cold where she comes from She climbs aboard because she's scared of getting older in the snow Love is a ghost train rumbling through the darkness Hold on to me darling I've got nowhere else to go "How do you do?" She said, "How do you do?" I took the cannonball down to the ocean Watched the diesel disappear beneath the tumbling waves Love is a ghost train howling on the radio "Remember everything." she said, "when only memory remains." "How do you do?" She said, "Hey, how do you do?" |
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Jumpin' Jesus my oh my,
He's got a great big bottle of sunshine, Jumpin' Jesus why oh why, Take the time to get inside, to get inside. So what's a wall, with so much yellow for? I don't know what it's for, What's a wall has so much yellow for? I don't know what it's for. Jumpin' Jesus my oh my, He's got a great big bottle of sunshine, Jumpin' Jesus why oh why, Take the time to get inside, oh get inside, Get inside, get inside, get inside, get inside. Well Armand Hammer in Odessa, Lives with his wife and his child on a house boat, Yeah he likes sunflowers, And big picture frames and Van Goghs. Jumpin' Jesus my oh my, He's got a great big bottle of sunshine, Jumpin' Jesus why oh why, Take the time to get inside, oh get inside, Get inside, get inside, get inside, get inside, Get inside, get inside, get inside, get inside. |
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In the still water she lies down,
Shaking through the press of sunlight, We rolled into Lexington, She shakes off the drop of daylight, Water beading up her chest, Bleeding down between her knees, The rivers in Kentucky flow, Between the bluegrass wavy seas but oh, Margery, Sticks the knife in while I couldn't see. Oh, breathless with anticipation, Baited reelers set their hooks, Tuck their heads beneath the high grass, And lie and wait beside the brooks, For infants pushing slowly through, Frustration leading back along, The alleys of a childhood, That will not release us willingly but oh, Margery, Sticks the knife in while I couldn't see, Strait into me baby. Dust me off, shut me down, Dream of where I haven't been, Just close the door inside my heart, And stuff in the south Atlantic wind, 'Cause I have hollow eyes, Haunting only to myself, Well even so, I-I-I, Can't stop scraping hollows in myself, I took the train from California, To the far side of the continent, Woke up in Kentucky, Where a wedding was about to end, And I looked up at Anna, She turned back to look at me, Yeah it's best to kill the ones that matter, Render blind the ones who see. But oh, Margery, takes the blade and walks away from me, Oh, Margery, love like blood is pouring out of me, Oh, yeah Margery, I said my heart won't stop bleeding over me baby, Yeah, oh. Oh, I can't shut it in, It's got far too many doors to block the wind, Oh, I can't shut it in, Yeah, it's got far too many doors to block the wind, Oh, I can't shut it in, It's got far too many doors to block the wind. |
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from Counting Crows - August & Everything After (1993)
I was down at the New Amsterdam staring at this yellow-haired girl Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation with this black- haired flamenco dancer She dances while his father plays guitar She's suddenly beautiful We all want something beautiful I wish I was beautiful So come dance this silence down through the morning Cut up, Maria! Show me some of them Spanish dances Pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones Believe in me Help me believe in anything I want to be someone who believes Mr. Jones and me tell each other fairy tales Stare at the beautiful women "She's looking at you. Ah, no, no, she's looking at me." Smiling in the bright lights Coming through in stereo When everybody loves you, you can never be lonely I will paint my picture Paint myself in blue and red and black and gray All of the beautiful colors are very very meaningful Gray is my favorite color I felt so symbolic yesterday If I knew Picasso I would buy myself a gray guitar and play Mr. Jones and me look into the future Stare at the beautiful women "She's looking at you. I don't think so. She's looking at me." Standing in the spotlight I bought myself a gray guitar When everybody loves me, I will never be lonely I want to be a lion Everybody wants to pass as cats We all want to be big big stars, but we got different reasons for that Believe in me because I don't believe in anything and I want to be someone to believe Mr. Jones and me stumbling through the barrio Yeah we stare at the beautiful women "She's perfect for you, Man, there's got to be somebody for me." I want to be Bob Dylan Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little more funky When everybody loves you, son, that's just about as funky as you can be Mr. Jones and me staring at the video when I look at the television, I want to see me staring right back at me We all want to be big stars, but we don't know why and we don't know how But when everybody loves me, I'm going to be just about as happy as I can be Mr. Jones and me, we're gonna be big stars... |
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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 Hey mister if you want to walk on water Would 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'd better turn your ticket in And leave your money right at the door Start threading the needle Brush past the shuttle that slides through the cold room Start turning the wool across the wire Roll the new life over In the middle of the night there's an old man Threading his toes through a bucket of rain Hey mister if you want to walk on water You're only going to walk all over me 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 life over In the middle of the night 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 |
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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 Help me stay awake, i'm falling... Asleep in perfect blue buildings Beside the green apple sea Gonna get me a little oblivion, baby Try to keep myself away from me (myself and) me It's 4:30 a.m. on a tuesday 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... ( ) 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 Please help me stay awake, i'm falling... ( ) |
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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 pens 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 , and I've been thinking And I am the Rain King Well I said Mama, mama, , why am I so alone? I can't go outside Cause I'm scared I might not make it home I'm alive, Im alive But I'm sinking in If there's anyone at home at your place darlin' Please 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 just keep sinking And I am the Rain King Hey, I only want the same as anyone Mr Henderson just keeps waiting for the sun Oh, it seems night endlessly begins and ends And ends and begins and ends After all the dreaming I just wanna come back home again... I Said well every little bit of sister says youre going sinking Down well under ground And every little thing she does to me Is beautiful And I said every little bit of fun and loneliness Well, every little thing that endlessly confuses me But I said when I think of heaven Mmm said when I think of heaven Mmmm When I think of heaven I think of you Do you think of heaven And I said when I think of heaven Deliver me in a black winged bird Oh, come on I think of dying Lay me down in a field of flame an |
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This circus is falling down on its knees The big top is crumbling down It's raining in baltimore fifty miles east Where you should be, no one's around I need a phone call I need a raincoat I need a big love I need a phone call These train conversations are passing me by And i don't have nothing to say You get what you pay for But i just had no intention of living this way I need a phone call I need a plane ride I need a sunburn I need a raincoat And i get no answers And i don't get no change It's raining in baltimore, baby But everything else is the same There's things i remember and things i forget I miss you i guess that i should Three thousand five hundred miles away But what would you change if you could? I need a phone call maybe i should buy a new car I can always hear a freight train if i listen real hard And i wish it was a small world Because i'm lonely for the big towns I'd like to hear a little guitar I think it's time to put the top down I need a phone call I need a raincoat |
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from Counting Crows - August & Everything After (1993)
Please Welcome, ah my favourite band The Counting Crows Hey Were gonna start off with just David on Step out the front door like a ghost Into the fog where no one notices The contrast of white on white And in between the moon and you Angels get a better view Of the crumbling difference between wrong and right I walk in the air between the rain, Through myself and back again Where? I don't know Maria says she's dying Through the door, I hear her crying Why? I don't know Round here we always stand up straight Round here something radiates Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand She said she'd like to meet a boy who looks like Elvis She walks along the edge of where the ocean meets the land Just like she's walking on a wire in the circus She parks her car outside of my house and Takes all her clothes off, Says she's close to understanding Jesus She knows she's more than just a little you know - misunderstood She has trouble acting normal, well I have trouble acting normal but Round here we're carving out our names Round here we all look the same Round here we talk just like lions But we sacrifice just like lambs Round here - look - she's slipping though my hands Oh, Sleeping children better run like the wind Out of this lightning dream I said Mama's little baby better get herself in Out of the lightning She says, |
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I wanted so badly somebody other than me Staring back at me. But you were gone, gone, gone. I wanted to see you walking backwards To get the sensation of you coming home. I wanted to see you walking away from me Without the sensation of you leaving me alone.: Time and time again. Time and time again. Time and time again. I can't please myself. I wanted the ocean to cover over me. I wanna sink slowly without getting wet. Maybe someday I won't be so lonely And I'll walk on water, heh, every chance I get. So when are you coming home, sweet angel? You leaving me alone? All alone? Well if I'm drowning darling, you'll come down this way on your own. I wish I was travelin' on a freeway Beneath this graveyard western sky. I'm gonna set fire to this city And out in the desert, yeah, we're gonna ride.: Time and time again. Time and time again. Time and time and time again. I can't please myself. Ohhhh yeah. I can't please myself and I, I can't please nobody else and... Time again. Time and time again. Time and time and time and time again. I can't please myself. No no no no... |
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I wanted so badly somebody other than me Staring back at me. But you were gone, gone, gone. I wanted to see you walking backwards To get the sensation of you coming home. I wanted to see you walking away from me Without the sensation of you leaving me alone.: Time and time again. Time and time again. Time and time again. I can't please myself. I wanted the ocean to cover over me. I wanna sink slowly without getting wet. Maybe someday I won't be so lonely And I'll walk on water, heh, every chance I get. So when are you coming home, sweet angel? You leaving me alone? All alone? Well if I'm drowning darling, you'll come down this way on your own. I wish I was travelin' on a freeway Beneath this graveyard western sky. I'm gonna set fire to this city And out in the desert, yeah, we're gonna ride.: Time and time again. Time and time again. Time and time and time again. I can't please myself. Ohhhh yeah. I can't please myself and I, I can't please nobody else and... Time again. Time and time again. Time and time and time and time again. I can't please myself. No no no no... |
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A long December and there's reason to believe Maybe this year will be better than the last I can't remember the last thing that you said as you were leavin' Now the days go by so fast And it's one more day up in the canyons And it's one more night in Hollywood If you think that I could be forgiven...I wish you would The smell of hospitals in winter And the feeling that it's all a lot of oysters, but no pearls All at once you look across a crowded room To see the way that light attaches to a girl And it's one more day up in the canyons And it's one more night in Hollywood If you think you might come to California...I think you should Drove up to Hillside Manor sometime after two a.m. And talked a little while about the year I guess the winter makes you laugh a little slower, Makes you talk a little lower about the things you could not show her And it's been a long December and there's reason to believe Maybe this year will be better than the last I can't remember all the times I tried to tell my myself To hold on to these moments as they pass And it's one more day up in the canyon And it's one more night in Hollywood It's been so long since I've seen the ocean...I guess I should |
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Well I guess you left me with some feathers in my hand Did it make it any easier to leave me where I stand? I guess there might not be too many who would stand beside you now Where'd you come from? Where am I going? Why'd you leave me 'till I'm only good for ... Waiting for you All my sins ... I said that I would pay for them if I could come back to you All my innocence is wasted on the dead and dreaming Every night these silhouettes appear above my head Little angels of the silences that climb into my bed and whisper Every time I fall asleep Every time I dream Did you come? Would you lie? Why'd you leave us 'till we're only good for ... Waiting for you All my sins ... I said that I would pay for them if I could come back to you All my innocence is wasted on the dead and dreaming I dream of Michelangelo when I'm lying in my bed Little angels hang above my head and read me like an open book Suck my blood break my nerve offer me their arms Well, I will not be an enemy of anything I'll only stand here Waiting for you All my sins ... I said that I would pay for them if I could come back to you All my innocence is wasted on the dead and dreaming I'm gone, I'm gone, I'll leave the day I'm gone I'm gone, I'm gone, take me away I'm gone, I'm gone, I'll leave the day I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone I'm gone |
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Margery's dreaming of the middle of the day Tiyuri to win Perfect Dozen to place money is the matter that's been on her mind time ticks by her one race at a time She's tryin' to be a good girl And give 'em what they want But Margery's dreaming of horses Lookin' at a green sky Sun like a red eye Bright blue horses are the fortune she lives by She's tired and lonely Scared and depressed Her visions of one day go racing the next She's trying to be a good girl And give 'em what they want But Margery's dreaming of horses Margie doesn't say anything all the way home So afraid she'll awake to find she's all alone Margery's wingspan's all feathers and coke cans, and TV dinners and letters she won't send, and Every race night is shot through with sunlight Trying to hit the big one one last time tonight for... Drunken fathers and stupid mothers and Boys who can't tell one girl from another So she takes her pills Careful and round One of these days she's gonna throw the whole bottle down But she's trying to be a good girl And give 'em what they want But Margery's dreaming of... Trying to be a good girl And give 'em what they want But Margery's dreaming of horses |
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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 I can't find nobody home I wanna be the last thing you hear when you're falling asleep.... |
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Children in bloom cooking in the sun waiting for a room of our own leave my sister alone she don't deserve this she is a flower and i am a flower and we are all alone I gotta get out on my own I gotta get up from this waiting at home I gotta get out of this sunlight It's melting my bones I gotta get up from this slumber and get myself home All these wasted dreams waiting for the sun to open up my heart to anyone bring me some rain because i'm dying and i can't get this damn thing closed again I gotta get out on my own I gotta get up from this waiting at home I gotta get out of this sunlight It's melting my bones I gotta get up from this slumber and get myself home Where's the funhouse this year? the fairground's deserted and the skies don't seem as near Nicole's my oldest friend but the altar is empty and she'll never be a little girl again I gotta get out on my own I gotta get up from this waiting at home I gotta get out of this sunlight It's melting my bones I gotta get up from this slumber and get myself home I can't find my way home |
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Waiting for the moon to come and light me up inside And I am waiting for the telephone to tell me I'm alive Well I heard you let somebody get their fingers into you It's getting cold in California I guess I'll be leaving soon Daylight fading Come and waste another year All the the anger and the eloquence are bleeding into fear Moonlight creeping around the corners of our lawn When we see the early signs that daylight's fading We leave just before it's gone She said "everybody loves you," she says, "everybody cares" But all the things I keep inside myself they vanish in the air If you tell me that you'll wait for me I'll say I won't be here I want to say goodbye to you Goodbye to all my friends Goodbye to everyone I know Daylight fading Come and waste another year All the the anger and the eloquence are bleeding into fear Moonlight creeping around the corners of our lawn When we see the early signs that daylight's fading We leave just before it's gone Daylight fading Come and waste another year All the the anger and the eloquence are bleeding into fear Moonlight creeping around the corners of our lawn When we see the early signs that daylight's fading We leave just before it's gone |
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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 ok i hope you're resting quietly i just wanted to say goodnight elisabeth we couldn't all be cowboys so some of us are clowns and some of us are dancers on the midway we roam from town to town i hope that everybody can find a little flame me, i say my prayers, then i just light myself on fire and i walk out on the wire once again and i say goodnight elisabeth 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 if you wrap yourself in daffodils i will wrap myself in pain and if you're the queen of california baby i am the king of the rain and i say goodnight elisabeth |
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Get away from me this isn't gonna be easy but I don't need you believe me you got a piece of me but it's just a little piece of me and I don't need anyone and these days I feel like I'm fading away like sometimes when I hear myself on the radio Have you seen me lately? I was out on the radio starting to change somewhere out in America it's starting to rain could you tell me the things you remember about me and have you seen me lately? I remember me and all the little things that make up a memory like she said she loved to watch me sleep like she said, "it's the breathing it's the breathing in and out and in and..." Have you seen me lately? |
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She comes to me at night when I'm sleeping She comes to me when I'm alone She comes to me She holds my head when I'm crying She comes to me She shuts my eyes She brings me home But I'm not sleeping anymore She tells me when you look at me She tells me when you're lying She tells me when you talk about me She lays me on the floor She tells me when you're whispering She lies beside me naked She tells me when you laugh at me and she locks all the doors But I'm not sleeping anymore 1-2-3-4-5-6-7a.m. All alone again But I've been through all this shit before Spend my nights in self defense Cry about my innocence But I ain't all that innocent anymore I see her on the TV I see her in the movies I see her in these animals that dance inside my head I'll follow you down baby Down into this valley I'll follow you down baby But I won't come up again But I'm not sleeping anymore |
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from Counting Crows - Recovering The Satellites (1996)
She is trapped inside a month of grey And they take a little every day She is a victim of her own responses Shackled to a heart that wants to settle And then runs away It's a sin to be fading endlessly Yeah, but she's alright with me She is leaving on a walkaway She is leaving me in disarray In the absence of a place to be She stands there looking back at me Hesitates, and then turns away She'll change so suddenly She's just like mercury Yeah, but she's alright with me Keep some sorrow in your hearts and minds For the things that die before their time For the restlessly abandoned homes The tired and weary rambler's bones And stay beside me where I lie She's entwined in me Crazy as can be Yeah, but she's alright with me |
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from Counting Crows - Recovering The Satellites (1996)
Miller's angels in black and white Welcome everyone in Children dreaming of wrong and right Wrapped in grace and in sin They come out of the blue sky They come out of the blue They come out of the blue sky But you never know where they're gonna go Hey romeo Miller's fingers are traveling down the length of her thigh But Miller's mind is still wandering Staring up at the sky They come out of the blue sky They come out of the blue They come out of the blue sky But you never know where they're gonna go Hey romeo Don't come around here Miller's angels are hovering in between the earth and the sun In the shadow of god's unwavering love I am a fortunate son They come out of the blue sky They come out of the blue They come out of the blue sky But you never know where they're gonna go Hey romeo (for Sean & me) |
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from Counting Crows - Recovering The Satellites (1996)
All dressed up No place to go Hey monkey, when you gonna show your face around me? I know all the wrongs and rights And I just want a little light to fall on me Hey monkey, where you been? This lonely spiral I've been in Hey monkey, when can we begin? Hey monkey, where you been? We'll I'm all messed up That's nothing new Hey monkey, when you open up your blue eyes, I don't know if I'm wide awake or dreaming But all I ever need is everything Hey monkey, where you been? This lonely spiral I've been in Hey monkey, when can we begin? Hey monkey, where you been? Just get the world off your shoulders and close your pretty blue eyes Hey monkey, what's life without an occasional surprise? Got nowhere but home to go Got Ben Folds on my radio right now I'm in trouble for the things I need Hey monkey don't you want to be needed too? Hey monkey, where you been? This lonely spiral I've been in Hey monkey, when can we begin? Hey monkey, where you been? |
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from Counting Crows - Recovering The Satellites (1996)
Gonna get back to basics Guess I'll start it up again I'm falling' from the ceiling You're falling from the sky now and then Maybe you were shot down in pieces Maybe I slipped in between But we were gonna be the wildest people they ever hoped to see Just you and me So why'd you come home to this sleepless town It's a lifetime commitment Recovering the satellites All anybody really wants to know is ... When you gonna come down Your mother recognizes all you're desperate displays And she watches as her babies drift violently away 'Til they see themselves in telescopes Do you see yourself in me? We're such crazy babies, little monkey We're so fucked up, you and me So why'd you come home to this faithless town Where we make a lifetime commitment To recovering the satellites And all anybody really wants to know is ... When are you gonna come down She sees shooting stars and comet tails She's got heaven in her eyes She says I don't need to be an angel But I'm nothing if I'm not this high But we only stay in orbit For a moment of time And then you're everybody's satellite I wish that you were mine So why'd you come home to this angels town It's a lifetime decision Recovering the satellites Everybody really knows for sure ... That you're gonna come down That you're gonna come down |
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from Counting Crows - Recovering The Satellites (1996)
"I gotta rush away," she said, "I been to Boston before. and anyways this change I been feeling doesn't make the rain fall" No big differences these days just the same old walkaways and someday i'm gonna stay but not today |
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from Cruel Intentions (사랑보다 아름다운 유혹) [best, ost] (1999)
I am colorblind
Coffee black and egg white Pull me out from inside I am ready,I am ready,I am ready I am taffy stuck and tongue tied Stutter shook and uptight Pull me out from inside I am ready,I am ready,I am ready I am fine I am covered in skin No one gets to come in Pull me out from inside I am folded and unfolded and unfolding I am colorblind Coffee black and egg white Pull me out from inside I am ready,I am ready,I am ready I am fine I am fine..... |
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from Counting Crows - This Desert Life (1999)
Thought I might get a rocket ride
When I was a child but it was a lie That I told myself when I needed something good At seventeen, had a better dream. Now I'm thirty-three and it isn't me But I'd think of something better if I could All my friends and lovers leave me behind I'm still looking for a girl One way or another I'm just hoping to find a way To put my feet out in the world Caught some grief from a falling leaf As she tumbled down to the dirty ground Said I should have put her back there if I could But everyone needs a better day And I'm trying to find me a better way To get from the things I do to the things I should All my friends and lovers leave me alone To try to have a little fun One way or another I just wish I had known To go out walking in the sun And find out if you were the one Does it make you wanna come a little closer now? And did you wanna dance with me? Did you wanna hum a little harder now? Can you see her waiting there? Can you see her? Because I'm almost there Can you see her waiting there for someone like me? All you want is a beauty queen Not a superstar but everybody's dream machine All you want is a place to lay your head You go to sleep dreaming how you would Be a different kind if you thought you could But you come awake the way you are instead All my friends and lovers shine like the sun I just turn and walk away One way or another I'm not coming undone I'm just waiting for the day |
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from Counting Crows - This Desert Life (1999)
If I could make it rain today
And wash away this sunny day down to the gutter I would Just to get a change of pace Things are getting worse but I feel a lot better And that's all that really matters to me Amy hit the atmosphere Caught herself a rocket ride out of this gutter and She's never coming back, I fear But any time it rains, She just feels a lot better And that's all that really matters to me We've waited so long for someone to take us back home It just takes so long And meanwhile the days go drifting away And some of us sink like a stone Waiting for mothers to come There has to be a change, I'm sure Today was just a day fading into another And that can't be what a life is for The only thing she said was she feels a lot better And that's all that really matters to me |
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from Counting Crows - This Desert Life (1999)
I am colorblind
Coffee black and egg white Pull me out from inside I am ready I am taffy stuck and tongue tied Stutter shook and uptight Pull me out from inside I am ready I am fine I am covered in skin No one gets to come in Pull me out from inside I am folded and unfolded and unfolding I am colorblind Coffee black and egg white Pull me out from inside I am ready I am fine |
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from Counting Crows - This Desert Life (1999)
All I want is something good
It gets harder every time She is leaving here tonight Take a breath Take your time Spread your wings and rise Make a mark upon the wall Paint your face and pass the time Close your eyes and she ascends Hold your breath and ease your mind Forty Thousand times Time fades into the night They descend and then they climb Feathers falling through the night Have you seen Ohio rise? It has been four days and nights All I want is something fine It gets harder every time She is sleeping far away Take a breath Take your time Spread your wings and rise Rise into the black Ohio skie |
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from Counting Crows - This Desert Life (1999)
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 hanginaround this town on the corner I been bummin' around this old town so long I been hanginaround 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... hanginaround this town on the corner I been bummin' around this old town too long I been hanginaround this town on the corner I been bummin' around this old town for way too long And this girl listens to the band play She says "where have you been? I've been lyin 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 hanginaround this town on the corner I been bummin' around this old town so long I been hanginaround this town on the corner I been bummin' around this old town for way, way, way, way, way too long |
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from Counting Crows - This Desert Life (1999)
All my friends got flowers in their eyes
But I got none this season All of last years blooms have gone and died Time doesn't give a reason Hey baby, do you ask yourself sometimes What you need to be forgiven? Everything that you've ever done wrong Is the reason that I'm driven Straight to you Waiting here for you Wanting to tell you How I get my ends and my beginnings mixed up too Just the way you do Thought if I told you You might want to stay for just another day or two Waiting for the trains that just never come Beginning to believe in the disappearing nature of the people we have been We have begun to change into the worst kind of people So unkind Oh apologies, no apologies, this apology Doesn't describe the way it feels to feel for you Waiting here for you Wanting to tell you How I find myself slowly disappearing too Just the way you do Thought if I told you You might want to help me to remain with you I just wanna stay for a little while I wanna stay for a little while There's a night life falling down on me I just feel like a change Beneath the sun in the summer, a sea of flowers won't bloom without the rain But oh, this desert life, this high life Here at the dying end of the day I wasn't made for this scene baby But I was made in this scene And baby it's just my way I don't wanna go home alone, I wanna come on home to you Waiting here for you Wanting to tell you How I line my sky with all the silver I can use Just the way you do Thought if I told you You might want to stay for just another day or two |
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from Counting Crows - This Desert Life (1999)
The devil's in the dreaming
He tells you I'm not sleeping in my hotel room alone With nothing to believe in You dive into the traffic rising up And it's so quiet You're surprised And then you wake For all the things you're losing You might as well resign yourself to try and make a change I'm going down to Hollywood They're gonna make a movie from the things that they find crawling round my brain I wish I was a girl so that you could believe me And I could shake this static everytime I try to sleep I wish for all the world that I could say, "Hey Elizabeth, you know, I'm doing alright these days." The devil's in the dreaming You see yourself descending from a building to the ground You watch the sky receding You spin to see the traffic rising up And it's so quiet You're surprised And then you wake For all the things I'm losing I might as well resign myself to try and make a change But I'm going down to Hollywood They're gonna make a movie from the things that they find crawling round my brain I wish I was a girl so that you could believe me And I could shake this static every time I try to sleep I wish for all the world that I could say, "Hey Elizabeth, you know, I'm doing alright these days." In one of these dreams, you forgive me It makes me think of the bad decisions that keep you at home How could anyone else have changed? All these wrong conclusions that leave you alone How could everyone rearrange? How could everyone else have changed? What I see I believe For all the things I'm losing I might as well resign myself to try and make a change Well, I'm going down to Hollywood They're gonna make a movie from the things that they find crawling around my brain I wish I was a girl so that you could believe me And I could shake this static everytime I try to sleep I wish for all the world that I could say, "Hey Elizabeth, you know, I'm doing alright these days." But I can't sleep at night |
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from Counting Crows - This Desert Life (1999)
Well, I woke up in mid-afternoon, 'cause that's when it all hurts the most
I dream I never know anyone at the party and I'm always the host If dreams are like movies, then memories are films about ghosts You can never escape, you can only move south down the coast I am an idiot walking a tightrope of fortune and fame I am an acrobat swinging trapezes through circles of flame If you've never stared off into the distance, then your life is a shame Though I'll never forget your face, sometimes I can't remember my name Hey, Mrs. Potter, don't cry Hey, Mrs. Potter, I know why, but Hey, Mrs. Potter, won't you talk to me? There's a piece of Maria in every song that I sing And the price of a memory is the memory of the sorrow it brings And there is always one last light to turn out and one last bell to ring And the last one out of the circus has to lock up everything Or the elephants will get out and forget to remember what you said And the ghosts of the tilt-a-whirl will linger inside of your head And the ferris wheel junkies will spin them forever instead When I see you a blanket of stars covers me in my bed Hey, Mrs. Potter, don't go Hey, Mrs. Potter, I don't know, but Hey, Mrs. Potter, won't you talk to me? All the blue light reflections that color my mind when I sleep And the lovesick rejections that accompany the company I keep All the razor perceptions that cut just a little too deep Hey, I can bleed as well as anyone, but I need someone to help me sleep So I throw my hand into the air and it swims in the beams It's just a brief interruption of the swirling dust sparkle jet stream Well, I know I don't know you and you're probably not what you seem Aw, but I'd sure like to find out So why don't you climb down off that movie screen? Hey, Mrs. Potter, don't turn Hey, Mrs. Potter, I burn for you Hey, Mrs. Potter, won't you talk to me? When the last king of Hollywood shatters his glass on the floor And orders another Well, I wonder what he did that for That's when I know that I have to get out cause I have been there before So I gave up my seat at the bar and I head for the door We drove out to the desert just to lie down beneath this bowl of stars We stand up at the Palace like it's the last of the great pioneer town bars We shout out these songs against the clang of electric guitars You can see a million miles tonight But you can't get very far Aw, you can see a million miles tonight But you can't get very far Hey, Mrs. Potter, I won't touch, and Hey, Mrs. Potter, it's not much, but Hey, Mrs. Potter, won't you talk to me? Hey, Mrs. Potter, won't you talk to me? Hey, Mrs. Potter, won't you talk to me? |
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from Counting Crows - This Desert Life (1999)
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 see Cadillac's sailing I was born on the shores of the 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 the 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 And 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. 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 And 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. |
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from Counting Crows - This Desert Life (1999)
I get so nervous I'm shaking
Gets so I got no pride at all Gets so bad but I just keep coming back for more I guess I just get off on that stuff I'm thinking about taking some time I'm thinking about leaving soon I got some things I can't tell anyone I got some things I just can't say They're the kind of things no one knows about I just need somebody to talk to me I'm thinking about leaving tomorrow I'm thinking about being on my own I think I been wasting my time I'm thinking about getting out In all this time, The bottom line's you don't know how much I feel You say you see but I don't agree You don't know how I feel I'm just trying to get myself some gravity You're just trying to get me to stay Sometimes I sit here looking down upon Los Angeles Sometimes I'm floating away I'm thinking about breakin myself I'm thinking about getting back home I think I been waiting for way too long I'm thinking about getting out |
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from Mr. Deeds (미스터 디즈) [ost] (2002)
Well I feels like a free train
baby, runnin' out of steam, I wanna go on down to New York town but I'm stuck in beetwen, and I could stay out here at home alone and have myself to think, well I just made a billion dollars and I don't wanna put it in the bank. so if you'd call (ca-call), we could go to town. Oh dear mama if you could see me now here underneath the lights, it keep on bum from dusk to dawn and everything's alright. I met a girl with autumn in her eyes and summer in the wings, she makes me feel like I was only born today or yesterday. and if she call (ca-all), we could go to town. But everybody here hates everything I say hey girl I just don't know if I can last another day so I guess I'm going back, back where I belong, I hope you come along before I get back on that train that takes me straight from New York City to the things I left behind. no I ain't got no money girl, I'll always have the time but I wish that you would hurry, I hope you get here soon cause I just sold the sky and the sun so I could buy for you the moon. and if you call (ca-call), we could go to town. Oh if you call (ca-call) yeah if you call (ca-call) girl, if you call (ca-call) we could go to town. |
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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
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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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
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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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
She comes out on Fridays every time,
Stands out in a line, I could've been anyone she'd seen, She waits another week to fall apart, She couldn't make another day, I wish it was anyone but me, I could have been anyone you see, She had something breakable just under her skin. American girls, all weather and noise, Playing the changes for all of the boys, Holding a candle, up to my hand, Making me feel so incredible. She comes out of closets every night, But then she locks herself away, Where she could keep everything from me, I could have been anyone you see, She's nothing but porcelain underneath her skin. American girls, all weather and noise, Playing the changes for all of the boys, Holding a candle right up to my hand, Making me feel so incredible. Little shivers shaking me every day, But I could get the same thing anywhere, So if she goes away, well, It's all right and I'm okay, Hey, she said, come back again tonight, And I said I might, I might, I might, She said well that's all right, If it's alright, if it's alright with you, Then it's alright, it's alright with me. I waited for an hour last Friday night, She never came around, She took almost everything from me, I'm going through my closet, Trying on her clothes, almost every day, I could've been anyone you see, I wish it was anyone but me, There's nothing but pills and ashes under my skin. American girls, all weather and noise, Playing the changes for all of the boys, Holding a candle right up to my hand, Making me feel so incredible. If I made you cry, please tell me why, 'Cause I'll try again if you let me try, American girls all feathers and cream, Coming into bed so edible. American girls oh, American girls, American girls, oh, oh, oh, oh, American girls oh, American girls, American girls, oh, oh, oh, oh, You make me cry, You make me cry, You make me cry, Yeah, you made me cry, You make me cry, Hey, miss American girl, oh, Oh, oh, yeah. |
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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
She comes out on Fridays every time,
Stands out in a line, I could've been anyone she'd seen, She waits another week to fall apart, She couldn't make another day, I wish it was anyone but me, I could have been anyone you see, She had something breakable just under her skin. American girls, all weather and noise, Playing the changes for all of the boys, Holding a candle, up to my hand, Making me feel so incredible. She comes out of closets every night, But then she locks herself away, Where she could keep everything from me, I could have been anyone you see, She's nothing but porcelain underneath her skin. American girls, all weather and noise, Playing the changes for all of the boys, Holding a candle right up to my hand, Making me feel so incredible. Little shivers shaking me every day, But I could get the same thing anywhere, So if she goes away, well, It's all right and I'm okay, Hey, she said, come back again tonight, And I said I might, I might, I might, She said well that's all right, If it's alright, if it's alright with you, Then it's alright, it's alright with me. I waited for an hour last Friday night, She never came around, She took almost everything from me, I'm going through my closet, Trying on her clothes, almost every day, I could've been anyone you see, I wish it was anyone but me, There's nothing but pills and ashes under my skin. American girls, all weather and noise, Playing the changes for all of the boys, Holding a candle right up to my hand, Making me feel so incredible. If I made you cry, please tell me why, 'Cause I'll try again if you let me try, American girls all feathers and cream, Coming into bed so edible. American girls oh, American girls, American girls, oh, oh, oh, oh, American girls oh, American girls, American girls, oh, oh, oh, oh, You make me cry, You make me cry, You make me cry, Yeah, you made me cry, You make me cry, Hey, miss American girl, oh, Oh, oh, yeah. |
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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
With a pink hotel, a boutique, and a swinging hot spot Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop, shoobopbopbop They took all the trees and put 'em in a tree museum And then they charged all the poeple twentyfive bucks just to see 'em Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop, shoobopbopbop Hey farmer, farmer, put away your DDT now Give me spots on my apples but leave me the birds and the bees, please Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and they put up a parking lot I say, they paved paradise and they put up a parking lot Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and they put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop Late last night I heard the screen door slam And a big yellow taxi carried off my old man Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and they put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and they put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop Oh, now, they paved paradise and they put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop Hey, steam rolled paradise and put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop |
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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
They paved paradise And put up a parking lot With a pink hotel, a boutique And a swinging hot spot Don't it always seem to go And you don't know what you've got 'till it's gone They paved paradise And put up a parking lot They took all the trees And put 'em in a tree museum And they charged the people A dollar and a half to seem them Now, now, now Don't it always seem to go And you don't know what you've got 'till it's gone They paved paradise And put up a parking lot Hey Farmer Farmer Put away your DDT I don't care about spots on my apples Leave me the birds and the bees Please! Don't it always seem to go And you don't know what you've got 'till it's gone They paved paradise And put up a parking lot Hey now They paved paradise To put up a parking lot Why not? Listen late last night I heard the screen door slam And a big yellow taxi Took my girl away Now, don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got 'till it's gone They paved paradise And put up a parking lot Hey now, now Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got 'till it's gone They paved paradise To put up a parking lot Why not, They paved paradise To put a parking lot Hey hey hey Paved paradise Put up a parking lot I dont want give it- Why you want give it Why you want givin it all away? Hey, hey, hey Now you want give it Ah she wanna give it Why she givin it all away Now, now, now I don't want give it- Why you want give it Why you want givin it all away? Givin it all, givin it all away Yeah, yeah 'Cause she givin it all away Hey, hey, yeah Hey pave paradise Put up a parking lot Pave paradise Put up a parking lot
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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
Fading everything to black and blue,
You look a lot like you'd, Shatter in the blink of an eye, But you keep sailing right on through, Every time you say you're learning, You just look a lot like me, Pale under the blistering sky, White and red, black and blue. You've been waiting a long time, You've been waiting a long time, To fall down on your knees, Cut your hands, Cut yourself until you bleed, But fall asleep next to me. Wait for everyone to go away, And in a dimly lit, Room where you got nothing to hide, Say your goodbyes, Tell yourself we'll read, A note that says, I'm sorry everyone, I'm tired of feeling nothing, goodbye, Wash your face, dry your eyes, oh. 'Cause you've been waiting a long time, You've been waiting a long, long time, To fall down on your knees, Cut your hands, Cut yourself until you bleed, But fall asleep next to me. And have a dream I'm falling down, On my face, I scrape my knees, I scrape my hands until they bleed, Cause you're fast asleep next to me. Next to me, next to me, next to me. |
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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
Fading everything to black and blue,
You look a lot like you'd, Shatter in the blink of an eye, But you keep sailing right on through, Every time you say you're learning, You just look a lot like me, Pale under the blistering sky, White and red, black and blue. You've been waiting a long time, You've been waiting a long time, To fall down on your knees, Cut your hands, Cut yourself until you bleed, But fall asleep next to me. Wait for everyone to go away, And in a dimly lit, Room where you got nothing to hide, Say your goodbyes, Tell yourself we'll read, A note that says, I'm sorry everyone, I'm tired of feeling nothing, goodbye, Wash your face, dry your eyes, oh. 'Cause you've been waiting a long time, You've been waiting a long, long time, To fall down on your knees, Cut your hands, Cut yourself until you bleed, But fall asleep next to me. And have a dream I'm falling down, On my face, I scrape my knees, I scrape my hands until they bleed, Cause you're fast asleep next to me. Next to me, next to me, next to me. |
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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
Maryann you're better than the world
They took a lot of time getting it right on this girl I said Maryann you're better than the world They did a lot of things right on this girl I had a lot of girlfriends I should have known them Click your heels and count back from three Do you want to go back You should have known that The butterfly in reverse here is me Maryann you're better than the world They took a lot of time getting it right on this girl I said Maryann you're better than the world They did a lot of things right on this girl Where'd you want to go to with nothing beside you But webbing and curfews and rain And everything that hurts you Gets stuffed up inside you Like butterflies with wings or other perfect things We go swimming in the sunshine Dangling from clotheslines Seperate and fall into me And did you ever see me Me absolutely Me but all you but still me Maryann you're better than the world They took a lot of time getting it right on this girl I said Maryann you're better than the world They did a lot of things right on this girl did alot of things right on this [2X] did alot of things right on this girl |
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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
Maryann you're better than the world
They took a lot of time getting it right on this girl I said Maryann you're better than the world They did a lot of things right on this girl I had a lot of girlfriends I should have known them Click your heels and count back from three Do you want to go back You should have known that The butterfly in reverse here is me Maryann you're better than the world They took a lot of time getting it right on this girl I said Maryann you're better than the world They did a lot of things right on this girl Where'd you want to go to with nothing beside you But webbing and curfews and rain And everything that hurts you Gets stuffed up inside you Like butterflies with wings or other perfect things We go swimming in the sunshine Dangling from clotheslines Seperate and fall into me And did you ever see me Me absolutely Me but all you but still me Maryann you're better than the world They took a lot of time getting it right on this girl I said Maryann you're better than the world They did a lot of things right on this girl did alot of things right on this [2X] did alot of things right on this girl |
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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
If anything, it should have been a better thing,
From underneath you staring at the ceiling, There's another world of chocolate bars and baseball cards, That hides inside of all this tension that I'm feeling. But it's all inside of you, Yeah it's all inside of you. Surprise, surprise, I miss your hair, You miss my eyes and all this solitude is my confidence eroding, So we slide inside of someone's mouth and someone's eyes, Until there's a sound of something intimate exploding. But it's all inside of you, Yeah it's all inside of you, Oh it's all inside of you, Yeah it's all inside of you. I wish that I was anaesthetized and sterilized and then, We wouldn't have this evidence congealing, Surprise, surprise, another pair of lips and eyes, And that is the consequence of actually feeling. It was all inside of you, It was all inside of you, It was all inside of you, It was all inside of you. |
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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
If anything, it should have been a better thing,
From underneath you staring at the ceiling, There's another world of chocolate bars and baseball cards, That hides inside of all this tension that I'm feeling. But it's all inside of you, Yeah it's all inside of you. Surprise, surprise, I miss your hair, You miss my eyes and all this solitude is my confidence eroding, So we slide inside of someone's mouth and someone's eyes, Until there's a sound of something intimate exploding. But it's all inside of you, Yeah it's all inside of you, Oh it's all inside of you, Yeah it's all inside of you. I wish that I was anaesthetized and sterilized and then, We wouldn't have this evidence congealing, Surprise, surprise, another pair of lips and eyes, And that is the consequence of actually feeling. It was all inside of you, It was all inside of you, It was all inside of you, It was all inside of you. |
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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
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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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
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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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
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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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
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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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
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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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
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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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
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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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
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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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
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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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
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, And 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, yeah. 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. |
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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
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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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
I guess I think I feel alright
You come circling through the light The skyline, baby, is bright tonight What more perfect rendezvous? The sundown paints the shadows Through the daylight, Amy, on what we do It looks like darkness to me Drifting down into 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 Says I'm too dumb to... Too dumb to fight Too dumb to save Well, maybe, I don't need no angel at all It looks like darkness to me Drifting down into Miami She could pull the sunlight through me Coming down into Miami Make a circle in the sand Make a halo with your hand I'll make a place for you to land The bus is running It's time to leave This summer's gone And so are we So come on baby, Let's go shut it down in New Orleans |
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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
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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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
Come on children mind the gap.
Miracle people with marvellous hair, And the knack to do anything better than anyone, I got a home with electrical air, And I live in a world smaller than anyone's, I got a line on the new frontier, I got a line on the new America, All of the people are vanishing here, I could be huge if I could just get. From the outside of everything to the inside of you, From the outside of everything to the inside of you. Purest aluminium people are walking, The streets of London so hysterical, Nobody here gets a word that I say, And the problems I'm told, Are more than medical, I got a friend from the new frontier, And Galen, she says, this is not America, You need a girl with electrical hair, And the word that you wanted was aluminium. From the outside of everything to the inside of you, From the outside of everything to the inside. I was in bed with the girl at the end of the world, She said, I'm going home, you should come home too, But I'm at the end of a new frontier, Here at the edge of the flat earth ending, I'm getting off to get lost in the air, At the end of the world where the light is bending. From the outside of everything to the inside of you, From the outside of everything to the inside of you, From the outside of everything to the inside of you, From the outside of everything to the inside. To the inside of you, To the inside of you, To the inside of you, To the inside of you. |
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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
Come on children mind the gap.
Miracle people with marvellous hair, And the knack to do anything better than anyone, I got a home with electrical air, And I live in a world smaller than anyone's, I got a line on the new frontier, I got a line on the new America, All of the people are vanishing here, I could be huge if I could just get. From the outside of everything to the inside of you, From the outside of everything to the inside of you. Purest aluminium people are walking, The streets of London so hysterical, Nobody here gets a word that I say, And the problems I'm told, Are more than medical, I got a friend from the new frontier, And Galen, she says, this is not America, You need a girl with electrical hair, And the word that you wanted was aluminium. From the outside of everything to the inside of you, From the outside of everything to the inside. I was in bed with the girl at the end of the world, She said, I'm going home, you should come home too, But I'm at the end of a new frontier, Here at the edge of the flat earth ending, I'm getting off to get lost in the air, At the end of the world where the light is bending. From the outside of everything to the inside of you, From the outside of everything to the inside of you, From the outside of everything to the inside of you, From the outside of everything to the inside. To the inside of you, To the inside of you, To the inside of you, To the inside of you. |
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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
Is everybody happy now?
Is everybody clear? We could drive out to the dunes tonight, 'cause summer's almost here. And I've been up all night, I might sleep all day. Get your dreams just right Let them slip away, I might sleep all day. When the roads are clear, We'll head on out of here, If you're coming back, I'll see you in the morning I'm just staring at the ceiling staring back at me, Just waiting for the daylight to come crawling in on me... And I've been up all night, I might sleep all day. Get your dreams just right And let them slip away, I might sleep all day. Ohhh...It's too late to get high now. [2X] fix your hair just right Put your jeans on tight, Wear a dress, so I can get it off real easy. 'Cause I've been thinking I'd like to see your eyes open up real wide the minute that you see me. If you don't come through, I wouldn't wait for you. I understand that everyone goes disappearing, into the greatest grey that covers over everyday, and hovers in the distance and the distance and the distance... I've been up all night, I might sleep all day. Get your dreams just right let them slip away, I might sleep all day. Ohh...It's too late to get high now. [2X] Baby I'm not alone only wanna get high |
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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
Is everybody happy now?
Is everybody clear? We could drive out to the dunes tonight, 'cause summer's almost here. And I've been up all night, I might sleep all day. Get your dreams just right Let them slip away, I might sleep all day. When the roads are clear, We'll head on out of here, If you're coming back, I'll see you in the morning I'm just staring at the ceiling staring back at me, Just waiting for the daylight to come crawling in on me... And I've been up all night, I might sleep all day. Get your dreams just right And let them slip away, I might sleep all day. Ohhh...It's too late to get high now. [2X] fix your hair just right Put your jeans on tight, Wear a dress, so I can get it off real easy. 'Cause I've been thinking I'd like to see your eyes open up real wide the minute that you see me. If you don't come through, I wouldn't wait for you. I understand that everyone goes disappearing, into the greatest grey that covers over everyday, and hovers in the distance and the distance and the distance... I've been up all night, I might sleep all day. Get your dreams just right let them slip away, I might sleep all day. Ohh...It's too late to get high now. [2X] Baby I'm not alone only wanna get high |
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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
It's 1:30 in the morning,
But that's alright by me, Weren't you just waiting by the phone? Well I should give a little warning, But I need the things I need, I'm not proud to need a hand, But I just don't understand. So why should you come when I call? I never say nothing at all, Why do I go, when I go? It's leaving me here all alone, You ought to get out on your own. Ain't necessarily a bad thing, To believe the things I say, 'Cause you can make yourself feel good, You know it's really not a good thing, To give everything to me, I'm just waiting for the show, 'Cause I got nowhere to go. So why should you come when I call? I never say nothing at all, Why do I go, when I go? It's leaving me here all alone, You ought to get out on your own. 'Cause nothing makes me feel so good, Or gets me high so I sleep at night, And lets me know that everything's alright, I feel nice. I'm so sorry in the morning, You can believe what you believe, I'm used to waking up alone, And if you think about it, Anyone you think about is better love than me, But if you're not fallen quite asleep, I might call tonight, If that's alright. Why should you come when I call? I never say nothing at all, Why do I go, when I go? It's leaving me here all alone, You ought to get out on your own. Oh, why should you come when I call? Oh, why do I go, when I go? Oh, why should you, Why should you, come when I call? Why should you come, Why should you come when I call? |
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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
It's 1:30 in the morning,
But that's alright by me, Weren't you just waiting by the phone? Well I should give a little warning, But I need the things I need, I'm not proud to need a hand, But I just don't understand. So why should you come when I call? I never say nothing at all, Why do I go, when I go? It's leaving me here all alone, You ought to get out on your own. Ain't necessarily a bad thing, To believe the things I say, 'Cause you can make yourself feel good, You know it's really not a good thing, To give everything to me, I'm just waiting for the show, 'Cause I got nowhere to go. So why should you come when I call? I never say nothing at all, Why do I go, when I go? It's leaving me here all alone, You ought to get out on your own. 'Cause nothing makes me feel so good, Or gets me high so I sleep at night, And lets me know that everything's alright, I feel nice. I'm so sorry in the morning, You can believe what you believe, I'm used to waking up alone, And if you think about it, Anyone you think about is better love than me, But if you're not fallen quite asleep, I might call tonight, If that's alright. Why should you come when I call? I never say nothing at all, Why do I go, when I go? It's leaving me here all alone, You ought to get out on your own. Oh, why should you come when I call? Oh, why do I go, when I go? Oh, why should you, Why should you, come when I call? Why should you come, Why should you come when I call? |
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from Counting Crows - Big Yellow Taxi [single] (2003)
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
With a pink hotel, a boutique, and a swinging hot spot Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop, shoobopbopbop They took all the trees and put 'em in a tree museum And then they charged all the poeple twentyfive bucks just to see 'em Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop, shoobopbopbop Hey farmer, farmer, put away your DDT now Give me spots on my apples but leave me the birds and the bees, please Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and they put up a parking lot I say, they paved paradise and they put up a parking lot Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and they put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop Late last night I heard the screen door slam And a big yellow taxi carried off my old man Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and they put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and they put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop Oh, now, they paved paradise and they put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop Hey, steam rolled paradise and put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop |
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from Counting Crows - Big Yellow Taxi [single] (2003)
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
With a pink hotel, a boutique, and a swinging hot spot Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop, shoobopbopbop They took all the trees and put 'em in a tree museum And then they charged all the poeple twentyfive bucks just to see 'em Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop, shoobopbopbop Hey farmer, farmer, put away your DDT now Give me spots on my apples but leave me the birds and the bees, please Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and they put up a parking lot I say, they paved paradise and they put up a parking lot Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and they put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop Late last night I heard the screen door slam And a big yellow taxi carried off my old man Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and they put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and they put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop Oh, now, they paved paradise and they put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop Hey, steam rolled paradise and put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop |
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from Counting Crows - Big Yellow Taxi [single] (2003)
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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from Counting Crows - Big Yellow Taxi [single] (2003)
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, And 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, yeah. 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. |
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from Shrek 2 (슈렉 2) [ost] (2004)
So she said what's the problem baby?
What's the problem I don't know well maybe I'm in love Think about it every time I think about it Can't stop think about it How much longer will you take to cure this? Just cure 'cause I can't ignore it if is love Makes me wanna turn around and face me but I don't know nothing 'bout love oh oh oh Come on come on turn a little faster Come on come on the world will follo after Come on come on 'cause everybody's after l~o~ve So I said I'm a snow ball running Running down into the spring that coming all this love Melting on the blue sky Belting out sunlight Shivering love well baby I surrender to the strawbarry ice cream Never ever end of all this love Well I didn't mean to do it but there is no escaping your love oh oh oh little minds of night need with never alone never alone no no Come on come on move a little closer Come on come on I wanna hear you whisper Come on come on settle doen inside of my love Come on come on jump a little higher Come on come on if you feel a little lighter Come on come on we were once upon a time in l-o-ve Accidentally in love Accidentally in love Accidentally in love Accidentally in love Accidentally in love Accidentally in love Accidentally in love Accidentally in love Accidentally, I’m in love I'm in love I'm in love I’m in love I'm in love I'm in love I’m in love I'm in love I'm in love I’m in love I'm in love I'm in love Accidentally, come on come on spin a little tighter Come on come on and the world is a little brighter Come on come on, just get yourself inside of my love I’m in love~ |
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