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from Blues Traveler - Straight On Till Morning (1997)
You, with your hand outstretched
Finger on the key This lock that you release Is opening but isn't free And I hope that you can see How it beats inside of me Instead of pushing fear aside I want to run I want to hide I am vulnerably yours She, who is wanting me Whose touch can make me cry I can only understand By never asking her why Hear the contradictions fly And as hard as I may try Every truth becomes a lie In the ache of her reply I am passionately... Yours And the saddest eyes are Yours And the softest skin is Yours And the hope I borrow is Yours So won't you let me in I'm yours All that I begin is yours Every prize I win is yours At your feet again I'm yours All I am is yours All I am is wanting you I've fallen down and I can't seem to come to If I should die before I wake I commend my soul into this ache Up above the world so high Where the water tends to meet the sky She's all I'm after by the toe And I won't let go... And I wanted you to know That if you reap what you would sew I would take it blow by blow All I am is... Yours And the saddest eyes are Yours And the softest skin is Yours And the hope I borrow is Yours So won't you let me in I'm yours All that I begin is yours Every prize I win is yours At your feet again I'm yours All I am is yours Yours |
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from Blues Traveler - North Hollywood Shootout (2008)
Gonna get wild if it's ok
I don't need your blessing anyway But I get crazy crazy sometimes I just wanna warn you So get out your camera, gather round Gonna get to the rhythm gonna get on down Bring your rock candy, bring Uncle Buck Escape is in progress, care to try your luck? Kick out the back door into whatever will drive And cling to the shoulder till the night is alive When you're lost in the wilderness you know you're there And dust off your feet and put your hands in the air And oh, it never rains You and me and these two lanes And oh, the endless skies You and me and everything just flies It don't mean much if it isn't fun But since we're already on the run It'd be crazy crazy even if we thought of stopping now So settle your affairs and reap what you sow Just reap it in the car cause we gots to go Launching up the highway like a catapult Don't you look back or you're a pillar of salt So up jumped the devil got his hand to your ear And he wants to say what you want to hear With the pedal to the metal we're a kettle and pot Running deep into the black ink given whatever we've got And oh, it never rains You and me and these two lanes And oh, the endless skies You and me and everything just flies Now you can take it on faith from my boy bourgeois Wild if it's ok Don't you drive too fast cause it's against the law Wild if it's ok I get a little wild if it's ok Because I can drive me one more day Into this crazy crazy crazy crazy wide open world And oh, it never rains You and me and these two lanes Oh, the open skies You and me and everything just flies You and me and everything You and me and everything |
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from Blues Traveler - Bridge (2001)
Moonlight's in her eyes and I can't see three feet in front of me
And it’s the middle of the day Herculean tasks they come and go so easily When her rods and her cones play White bluely bathed in Elysian fields they run And I don't care what time it is I'd throw my watch away if I could hold the lunar surface For the flicker of light that she witnesses And if I'm reaching you Don't you feel guilty And there's nothing to do And you can only help me And I may never learn But you can only teach me I'm not sure where you're trying to go All I'm saying is that you reach me Some see the forest for the trees to avoid the trouble Trouble might be what I'm looking for Or surely I'd about-face and on the double But it just doesn't work anymore No longer up to me, a compass leads the way Restless evening spirit unwilling to cease Responsible for what the Ouija board might say Although it's my finger that moves the piece And if I'm reaching you Don't you feel guilty And there's nothing to do And you could only help me And I may never learn But you can only teach me I'm not sure where you're trying to go All I'm saying is that you reach me I lash myself at the helm as my ship sails her reef A violent storm is all around me But before me only calm and welcome waters As if at last she finally found me Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah And if I'm reaching you Now, don't you feel guilty And there's nothing to do And you could only help me And I may never learn But you can only teach me I'm not sure where you're trying to go All I'm saying is that you reach me And I may never learn But you can only teach me I'm not sure where you're trying to go All I'm saying is that you reach me The wind chimes and you're mine a thousand times Until my rhymes and other crimes have aged like wine You are sublime, so fine You reach me You reach me |
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from Blues Traveler - Bridge (2001)
I've been hoping for some last stand
To bank everything on one heroic play But when you're waiting for your big chance I've come to learn that it don't go down that way And I'm not talking about no free ride I've stood by and I've watched them fade to dust It’s not for high ideals 'cause you know I've tried At some point I think everybody must And you lost me there What's the point of playing if you're trying to win? And I don't care I can't get over and I can't get in I wish that I could feel so free and wise As to satisfy the justice that I crave The sun will set again, the sun will rise In the darkness I will have to try to be brave And you lost me there What's the point of playing if you're trying to win? And I don't care I can't get over and I can't get in In loving faith I know a time will come When day or night, both, you and I will see If that’s just a prayer that my will be done Then it’s just the way I wanted it to be And you lost me there What's the point of playing if you're trying to win? And I don't care I can't get over when I can't get in |
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from Blues Traveler - !Bastardos! (2005)
The kiddie ride just keeps turning round and round
At first never failing to amuse We grow tired and dismount Houses made of cards leave no debris when burning to the ground But alas people leave slews of residues Too residual to count And there's no known preparation for this kind of a thing And it don't much matter what kind of game you bring You can take excursions around the world From the mountains to the sea You're coming back to the same dilemma You can't stop thinking about me When you wake in the morning for a second you'll wonder if I'm there Issue your final warning by noon Reassert that you don't care And there's no known preparation for this kind of a thing And it don't much matter what kind of game you bring You can take excursions around the world From the mountains to the sea You're coming back to the same dilemma You can't stop thinking about me Don't think I don't believe you for I know that feeling all too well But sometimes in our best desires come secrets We may never tell And there's no known preparation for this kind of a thing And it don't much matter what kind of game you bring You can take excursions around the world From the mountains to the sea You're coming back to the same dilemma You can't stop thinking about me Go ahead and try |
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from Blues Traveler - Save His Soul (1993)
Have you ever seen an atom?
Little bits of everything floating by Take a good look at them Collectively they compose all you see including your eye Brilliant puzzle A living Rubix Cube we think we can figure out and solve But we're just monkeys Scratching our heads trying to open our ears To a chord that just don't seem to resolve And we call it wisdom Yes, intellect in a truest sense of the word You see for us security means a harmony According to only what we have heard And this along and nothing less Will ease our heart and our mind In the hope that in feeling free we'll reach paradise On that hilltop we're still trying to find But the possibility exists no matter how scary it may seem That paradise was once the world and it wasn't just a dream The earth was our heaven and we did not know there were rules for us to break And maybe now we'll find out too late what a clever hell we can make Whoops Whoops Whoops Whoops In this corner Weighing in at almost every weight imaginable Life and all that surrounds it And in this corner Weighing in at well, not really much of anything A very sound and user friendly idea On finally bringing that pesky mountain to Mohammed Gentlemen at the sound of the harmonica solo you may come out fighting Take a look at the horizon Quiet and still You know there used to be bison Gentlemen you may fire at will They say this land won't go to waste But you gotta wonder how You know we're chopping down the air we breathe As fodder for the cow That's right so we can eat well Yes and starve to death And say there's nothing we can do Because we really don't want to do a goddamn thing Look I'm shrugging and so are you We can imagine the straightest of lines But our fingers can't control the pen And it's this frustration that yields relief As we say we're just mortal men And that means we get to torture a chimpanzee And infect him with disease Because he screams just like a human child While we study his desperate pleas But the possibility exists no matter how scary it may seem That paradise was once the world and it wasn't just a dream The earth was our heaven and we did not know there were rules for us to break And maybe now we'll find out too late what a clever hell we can make Whoops Whoops While we're on the subject you know my conscience hurts And it will not go away So please concoct me some pill I can take While I think of something clever to say So I can look in my mirror made of polished glass And find no need to cringe And forget that sinking feeling, I'm a dinosaur Out on his drunken last binge From fossil to fossil Dust to dust I'll see you all in the earthy crust Whoops Whoops |
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from Blues Traveler - Travelers & Thieves (2001)
Well here I am
In a roadside stew You're checking to see if I'm alright I'm looking up at you Well I'm okay I've been here before You know I have an ass to land on And that's what it's for I'm gonna dust me off Get on my feet Get myself together Get me good to eat Well what a night I don't remember much Not to worry my friend I'm better off as such Well what a day and what's for breakfast? Have to see what comes along What a day and what's for breakfast? Nothing ventured, nothing wrong Nothing wrong Well what a day and what's for breakfast? Have to see what comes along What a day and what's for breakfast? Nothing ventured, nothing wrong Nothing wrong |
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from Blues Traveler - North Hollywood Shootout (2008)
Sway with me for one more dance
And holding me closely meet my eyes And I would ask for nothing more I'm asking for another chance To my own infinite surprise I've never moved like this before It only remains to say I love you And I suppose I always will And though I walk away As I replay my better days I'll not betray What time can't heal or kill A single instant of reprieve I am no longer resembling The man I was, I'm the man you see Try to exhale in my relief But I am also trembling You brought the best hope out of me It only remains to say I love you And I suppose I always will And though I walk away As I replay my better days I will not betray What time can't heal or kill Gently I stumble To the music as it strums The heavens all crumble 'Neath this moment we've become My heart keeps calling me Closer and stalling me Catch me I'm falling Though the dancing's long since done If I'm in trouble; if I'm alone If I'm a runaway, don't send me home I want to be with you If I saw you now would nothing change Tell me to grow up or act my age Like I always do Maybe surrender another chance Or only just give me one more dance It only remains to say I love you And I suppose I always will And though I walk away As I replay my better days I will not betray What time can't heal or kill It only remains to say I love you And I suppose I always will And though I walk away As I replay my better days I will not betray What time can't heal or kill I will not betray What time can't heal or kill |
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from Blues Traveler - !Bastardos! (2005)
I turn around and suddenly there's a danger
Yet another close call that I couldn't quite see And I will admit that I am no stranger To such a very similar controversy It seems that I lack a sense of self-preservation Along with an abundance of a need for a thrill And that could make the deadliest of combinations If I don't keep totally and quietly still But tonight I've got to move Ain't got a thing to prove Besides, when you've lasted this long What could possibly go wrong Bartender won't you pour me a gin or a vodka Deal me up bump or some x or some tea Bet it all on black so if it's red I get nada And I'll buy the pleasure of her company But tonight I've got to move Ain't got a thing to prove Besides, when you've lasted this long What could possibly go wrong So if you're crossing the street you be careful If it's cold and flu season you run and you hide Do what your mom or boss or doctor all tell you And if you're in school or prison just open wide But tonight I've got to move Ain't got a thing to prove Besides, when you've lasted this long What could possibly go wrong |
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from Blues Traveler - Save His Soul (1993)
As I was taught to lead
I was fed well On what had come before Everyone who had ever lived Left a lesson Regarding what's in store They were just like you and me Guessing their asses off Oh yes, they tried to guess well It's our turn now, I hope we're forgiven Chalk it up to knowledge and change And life itself And as I shall learn to follow I'll feed the leaders With everything I can They'll bring revolutions That try as I may I just won't understand They will be just like you and me Pretending they're not guessing As if we couldn't tell It'll be their turn then, I hope we can forgive them Chalk it up to knowledge and change And life itself It seems a cycle that we all seem to share The passing from hand to hand of our pride and despair Both parent and child cry apathy but everybody cares And then we vanish in thin air And only time is there Time and a legacy History holds questions for everyone A story that's only just begun Blind passed the goddamn horizon Sees more than father less than son Life and death merely pretending We're part of the infinite ending We are gonna teach and learn We're gonna get fed well And then we shall feed We, we are ancient We are brand spanking new We shall follow and lead ‘Cause we are simply you and me In proving our traditions On the brink of heaven and hell We each get a turn And then we're forgiven And we call it knowledge and change And life itself And we call it knowledge and change And life itself And we call it knowledge and change And life |
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from Blues Traveler - Bridge (2001)
Nobody told me it would be good
But I still wanted it to be Do your homework like you should Hoping something sets you free (What'll it be) Afraid of ultimate decay Never stopping but to rust Eager to get it underway Ashes to ashes and dust to dust (If you must) And if you want to worship truth And be it medicine, meditation or God or the evening news Or a fairy tale I sing to you And there's an answer when you pray The way of things, there is a way The way of things, there is a way There is a way By it you learn you will increase A million ways to hear its voice And you will finally feel aware That you're a part of everywhere You tell me God is dead Well I say God always was Life, death, living and dying all at the same You know, that's all it ever does Could be God is our idea And ideas never die Created in its image We seek its light from up on high (Give it a try) And if you want to worship truth And be it medicine, meditation or God or the evening news Or a fairy tale I sing to you And there's an answer when you pray The way of things, there is a way The way of things, there is a way There is a way The way of things, there is a way By it you learn you will increase A million ways to hear its voice And you will finally feel aware That you're a part of everywhere I wanna try to play the way That R2-D2 beeps and squeaks and tells you everything You know there's so much else to say The infinite eternal chase The quenching of the thirst And if you want to worship truth Be it medicine, meditation or God or the evening news Or a fairy tale I sing to you There is an answer when you pray The way of things, there is a way The way of things, there is a way There is a way The way of things, there is a way By it you learn you will increase You will affect your own release A million ways to hear its voice And in the end you've got no choice You will finally feel aware That you're a part of everywhere And there's an answer when you pray The way of things, there is a way There is a way The way of things, there is a way... |
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from Blues Traveler - North Hollywood Shootout (2008)
In the international rumble
She takes a chance and comes to me And falling through the cracks we tumble Not far at all but enough to see We've come to rest our backs against the rubble Of a future in uncertainty "And I'm so glad you're here" she said "And I hate that you're here" she said "I wish I didn't need you so much To be here" It's funny meeting anyone this way But there she goes Walking her last runway The queen of Sarajevo We communicate in broken English And nervous sighs and apprehension As fascinated we are standing witness No alcohol could quell the tension No kind of clever joke or small talk in this No fate denies our soul connection "And I'm so glad you're here" she said "And I hate that you're here" she said "I wish I didn't need you so much To be here" It's funny meeting anyone this way But there she goes Walking her last runway The queen of Sarajevo They say that in the west the blues comes easy And the night belongs to the one who plays But it's the ancient souls that breathe them deeply For the bluest heart is the one who stays It's funny meeting anyone this way But there she goes Watch her walk her last runway The queen of Sarajevo And it's so funny to be living this way But it's time to go Leave you standing on the runway The queen of Sarajevo The queen of Sarajevo |
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from Blues Traveler - Four (1994)
I pick up my smile put it in my pocket
Hold it for a while try not to have to drop it Men are not to cry so how am I to stop it Keep it all inside don't show how much she rocked ya Ooh can you feel the same Ooh you gotta love the pain Ooh it looks like rain again Ooh I feel it comin' in The mountains win again The mountains win again Dreams we dreamed at night were never meant to come to life I can't understand the ease she pulled away her hand This time in my life I was hurt enough to care I guess from now on I'll be careful what I share Ooh can you feel the same Ooh ya gotta love the pain Ooh it looks like rain again Yeah feel it comin' in The mountains win again A pocket is no place for a smile anyway Someday I will find love again will blow my mind Maybe it will be that love that got away from me Is there a line to write that could make you cry tonight Can you feel the same Yeah ya gotta love the pain Ooh it looks like rain again Ooh feel it comin' in The mountains win again Ooh the mountains win again |
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from Blues Traveler - Travelogue: Blues Traveler Classics (2002)
I pick up my smile, put it in my pocket
Hold it for a while, try not to have to drop it Men are not to cry, so how am I to stop it? Keep it all inside, don't show how much she rocked ya Ooh, can you feel the same? Ooh, you gotta love the pain Ooh, it looks like rain again Ooh, I feel it comin' in The mountains win again The mountains win again Dreams we dreamed at night were never meant to come to life I can't understand the ease she pulled away her hand This time in my life I was hurt enough to care I guess from now on I'll be careful what I share Ooh, can you feel the same? Ooh, you gotta love the pain Yeah, it looks like rain again Yeah, I feel it comin' in The mountains win again A pocket is no place for a smile anyway Someday I will find love again will blow my mind Maybe it will be that love that got away from me Is there a line to write that could make you cry tonight? Can you feel the same? Yeah, ya gotta love the pain Ooh, it looks like rain again Ooh, feel it comin' in The mountains win again Ooh, the mountains win again Win again The mountains win again |
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from Blues Traveler - Straight On Till Morning (1997)
I'm taken aback
But still I let it ride No sudden movements I ease my hand real slow Then my hands are like lightning And the bullets start to fly I was almost in the clear too With just inches left to go And if it's the fool who likes to rush in And if it's the angel who never does try And if it's me who will lose or win Then I'll make my best guess and I won't care why C'mon and get me you twist of fate I'm standing right here Mr. Destiny If you want to talk well then I'll relate If you don't so what cause you don't scare me Time comes when I'm older And a new kid hits the street They'll say he's fast and he looks for me And he says I'm going down And though I try to avoid this man Eventually we'll meet He draws faster than I can see and knocks me to the ground And if it's the fool who likes to rush in And if it's the angel who never does try And if it's me who will lose or win Then I'll make my best guess and I won't care why C'mon and get me you twist of fate I'm standing right here Mr. Destiny If you want to talk well then I'll relate If you don't so what cause you don't scare me So I'm lying in the street there And the lights are getting dim Preacher man comes and tells me Repent it's time to pray You only have to lose once But you never always win I smile at him with my last words And this is what I'll say Well if it's the fool who likes to rush in And if it's the angel who never does try And if it's me who will lose or win Then I'll make my best guess and I won't care why C'mon and get me you twist of fate I'm standing right here Mr. Destiny If you want to talk well then I'll relate If you don't so what cause you don't scare me C'mon and get me you twist of fate I'm standing right here Mr. Destiny If you want to talk well then I'll relate If you don't so what cause you don't scare me |
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from Blues Traveler - !Bastardos! (2005)
We climb slowly out from under the rock We were hiding
To greet the sun as it leaves the sky On the cycle it was riding And we stand new Beneath the blanket of stars So vast it sways our stance And swaying We continue to rise Until it becomes one outright dance And the moon keeps watch as the howling grows Into one single petal From a very different rose And when we all get lost in The throbbing throng's exhaustion We actually touch those flickering lights And give them something back We are in fact the children of the night A spark of smoke in the air Commands the revelries as I attend It says "be not afraid beneath The heavens for the evening is your friend" And the moon keeps watch as the howling grows Into one single petal From a very different rose And when we all get lost in The throbbing throng's exhaustion We actually touch those flickering lights And give them something back We are in fact the children of the night |
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from Blues Traveler - Travelers & Thieves (2001)
Well, what do you know? Here we are again
It’s been a long time I can't remember when Well, I wrote another one and I guess who it's for Don't mind if I 'm embarrassed, I can't take it anymore You know I travel the world but I don't go no place And I got you to blame and the smile on your face You know I look in your eyes, I see a part of me there So excuse my directness, but I just don't care What I think I'm talking about is a last ditch chance Don't care about the likelihood or circumstance It seems I am still here and I am waiting for you And I've no reason, no time and an excellent view Of your eyes in my head and it's killing me But the possibilities are thrilling me So I guess I'll sit right here with nothing better to do And to top it all off you know the best part is... I'm gonna let you on in on a big surprise My heart is where the eagle flies Yeah, I'm the master of my destiny That's why I need you right here with me You see, I've come to learn that without you around I might as well be standing on the ground And with you with me and with me with you There's not a goddamn thing that we could not do I'm not talking about us never being alone I'm just suggesting we make the world our home You've got to fly free and so do I And this way we'd never need to say good-bye But instead things like "see you soon" And "explore and play" And "the one you love is not far away" "But safe in your heart to see you through" And to top it all off, you know, the best part is that I I'm gonna take you, take you by the hand You know even General Custer had to make a stand I'll drop in from the skies or I'll move in slow But there's so damn much that I want you to know So take a look around, you tell me what do you see? Then take those eyes and take a look at me You know you see things that others don't So if you think I'll go away, I won't You see my engine's blown and it is time to punt And there's an element of danger pulling off this stunt But the survey says that I don't seem to mind And you're the adventure that I'm trying to find There's a whole lot of things that other people have said But I don't care if I'm correct or if it's all in my head So damn the torpedoes and cock a doodle-doo And to top it all of you know the best part is That I love you I'm singing I love you Please, I'm down on my knees In the north and the south and the east and the west Make it the very, very, very best, best part, best part |
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from Blues Traveler - North Hollywood Shootout (2008)
When our toasters finally come to kill us
A creator complex will fulfill us Follow me down to the road ahead Where we mean everything that we've ever said Destination overload it can't be tamed And nothing or no one is to blame Sooner or later We're all beacons of yesteryear You've gotta love or hate us We'll see you soon, baby, don't you fear Put down your map son we're GPS'ing The system don't know with who it's messing Evolution crap shooter watch your scene We're the proud parents of the big machine Mutated strains like a frog to a toad But ours comes with a bar code Sooner or later We're all beacons of yesteryear You've gotta love or hate us We'll see you soon, baby, don't you fear Hickory, trickery, dickory dock I need me a stronger faster clock One that comes with wheels and a Bluetooth phone God forbid I ever have to be alone Sooner or later We're all beacons of yesteryear You've gotta love or hate us We'll see you soon, baby, don't you fear Sooner or later We're all beacons of yesteryear You've gotta love or hate us We'll see you soon, baby, don't you fear |
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from Blues Traveler - !Bastardos! (2005)
Crush me softly
Or cradle me hard And the more I wanted Was the scariest part A measure of control Well not this time And I wanted to learn so I claim the lesson as mine The politics of lasting just a little bit longer Is the art of living every day That which doesn't kill you only makes you stronger Until it finally kills you all the way You take every action And apply the math You could reap the rapture Or risk the wrath And if you rate the reasons Then the best ones lose And all that means is You got no excuse The politics of lasting just a little bit longer Is the art of living every day That which doesn't kill you only makes you stronger Until it finally kills you all the way Harmonica powers reactivate! Gonna pull up stakes Gonna try again Do whatever it takes To draw you in It's what I am And it's all I know Like the carnie man You gotta work the show The politics of lasting just a little bit longer Is the art of living every day That which doesn't kill you only makes you stronger Until it finally kills you all the way |
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from Blues Traveler - Travelers & Thieves (2001)
If Cyrano de Bergerac
Fell prey to the blades of fifty men With a heart and a sword he'd drive them back Perchance to see Roxanne's eyes light up the sky again And when beauty kind and full of grace Again denied the beast her hand The beast he turned and hid his face And tried with all his might and magic to understand And once upon a time You know, I used to wonder why You know, no one should need to cry In pain of a heart forbade to fly But you learn to say goodbye As you whisper beneath a sigh Sweet pain Can't you plainly see? Sweet pain You know it matters to me Sweet pain Won't you make me feel at home? Sweet pain Don't you dare leave me alone Sometimes a life that seems hard to take Is soothed for a while by an old friend Leaving a bad need in its wake Sad how some friendships never ever seem to end Never end Well all of my heroes up and died Songs and a dream are left for me What did them in? Not suicide Just a lengthy friendship and a dream of how it could be And isn't it a crime? Was it more than they could bear? You know they did not even care At all and they might have something there But I'm here and I don't see where All I hear is their silent prayer Sweet pain Is it so terribly wrong? Sweet pain To want to come along Sweet pain Won't you make me smile? Sweet pain If only for a while Can you feel what I can feel? So we can establish that the pain is real Don't be afraid and I'll do the same for you And we'll just hang on and we'll make it, make it through There's got to be a reason it works out this way And there's something deep inside me That makes me have to play For you For you In no position to give advice My heart, it spoke and I wrote it down And you know every wisdom has its price My head up in the stars And my feet planted firmly on the ground When will I embrace this life I see? I've been wondering for so long Thinking back the truth may be I've been unaware but I've been living it all along And it didn't cost a dime And it did not come for free It just would not let me be But it never conquered me Just a doorway and a key And I think that we both agree Sweet pain Is sometimes what you need Sweet pain It allows the blood to bleed Sweet pain From the moment of your birth Sweet pain You know it keeps you here on Earth |
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from Blues Traveler - Travelogue: Blues Traveler Classics (2002)
If Cyrano de Bergerac
Fell prey to the blades of fifty men With a heart and a sword he'd drive them back Perchance to see Roxanne's eyes light up the sky again And when beauty kind and full of grace Again denied the beast her hand The beast he turned and hid his face And tried with all his might and magic to understand And once upon a time You know, I used to wonder why You know, no one should need to cry In pain of a heart forbade to fly But you learn to say goodbye As you whisper beneath a sigh Sweet pain Can't you plainly see? Sweet pain You know it matters to me Sweet pain Won't you make me feel at home? Sweet pain Don't you dare leave me alone Sometimes a life that seems hard to take Is soothed for a while by an old friend Leaving a bad need in its wake Sad how some friendships never ever seem to end Never end Well all of my heroes up and died Songs and a dream are left for me What did them in? Not suicide Just a lengthy friendship and a dream of how it could be And isn't it a crime? Was it more than they could bear? You know they did not even care At all and they might have something there But I'm here and I don't see where All I hear is their silent prayer Sweet pain Is it so terribly wrong? Sweet pain To want to come along Sweet pain Won't you make me smile? Sweet pain If only for a while Can you feel what I can feel? So we can establish that the pain is real Don't be afraid and I'll do the same for you And we'll just hang on and we'll make it, make it through There's got to be a reason it works out this way And there's something deep inside me That makes me have to play For you For you In no position to give advice My heart, it spoke and I wrote it down And you know every wisdom has its price My head up in the stars And my feet planted firmly on the ground When will I embrace this life I see? I've been wondering for so long Thinking back the truth may be I've been unaware but I've been living it all along And it didn't cost a dime And it did not come for free It just would not let me be But it never conquered me Just a doorway and a key And I think that we both agree Sweet pain Is sometimes what you need Sweet pain It allows the blood to bleed Sweet pain From the moment of your birth Sweet pain You know it keeps you here on Earth |
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from Blues Traveler - Travelers & Thieves (2001)
Support your local emperor
Pay him tribute every time Let it be known he holds your fate From his fingertips shall flow the wine Tell him when he speaks the air is sweet Wherever he walks, rosebeds be laid So that he may always feel secure In the vast empire that he's made But could you tell me what he's ever done for you? I'm not the one that needed an army I'm not the one that needed respect I'm not the one that hopes they'll remember I'm not the one they'll likely forget It seems one's going to walk Where he's willing to walk And with the ears of a bat And the eyes of a hawk You can see in the end It's just a little bit of talk But a rodent's always looking For some cat he can stalk To meow for him, to meow for him Remember once when you were young It really was not all that long ago You reached out your hand and it was met If you let your heart will tell you so So bow your head, don't meet his eyes When royalty speaks you then reply Someday he may find his throne is cold Someday he may chance to wonder why But could you tell me what he's ever done for you? I'm not the one that needed an army I'm not the one that needed respect I'm not the one that hopes they'll remember I'm not the one they'll likely forget It seems one's going to walk Where he's willing to walk And with the ears of a bat And the eyes of a hawk You can see that in the end It's just a little bit of talk But a rodent's always looking For some cat he can stalk To meow for him, to meow for him Support your local emperor Pay him tribute every time Let it be known he holds your fate From his fingertips shall flow the wine Tell him when he speaks the air is sweet Wherever he walks rosebeds be laid Someday he may find his throne is cold In the vast empire that he's made That he's made |
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from John Lennon - Working Class Hero [tribute] (1995)
There you stand
With your L.A. tan And your New York walk And your New York talk Your mother left you when you were small But you're gonna wish you wasn't born at all Steel and Glass Steel and Glass Your phone don't ring No one answers your call How does it feel to be off the wall Your mouthpiece squawks as he spreads Your lies But you can't pull strings if your hands Are tied Your teeth are clean but your mind Is capped You leave your smell like and alley cat Steel and Glass Steel and Glass There you stand with your toilet scent And your Mickey duck and your Donald fuck Your Daddy left when you were small But you're gonna wish you wasn't born at all Steel and Glass Steel and Glass Steel and Glass |
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from Blues Traveler - Four (1994)
I pick up my smile put it in my pocket
Hold it for a while try not to have to drop it Men are not to cry so how am I to stop it Keep it all inside dont show how much she rocked ya CHORUS: Ooh can you feel the same Ooh you gotta love the pain Ooh it looks like rain again Ooh I feel it comin in The mountains win again The mountains win again Dreams we dreamed at night were never meant to come to life I cant understand the ease she pulled away her hand This time in my life I was hurt enough to care I guess from now on Ill be careful what I share CHORUS A pocket is no place for a smile anyway Someday I will find love again will blow my mind Maybe it will be that love that got away from me Is there a line to wrie that could make you cry tonight Can you feel the same Yeah ya gotta love the apin Ooh it looks like rain again Ooh feel it comin in The mountains win again Ooh the mountains win again |
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from Blues Traveler - !Bastardos! (2005)
Been busted in Texas
Seen my share of Colorado rain I've seen the anxiety every high school kid feels Growing up on the Kansas plain I've looked to the East coast Still idling in rush hour hell And the west coast keeps dreaming things are tough over But for me it's just as well She isn't mine She isn't mine She isn't mine She isn't mine I promised myself I was done, and I could walk away But now I am just on the run and with nowhere to stay I think of her often and dream of how different I'd be Because it can hurt so much that I panic in the pain So changeless I want to change me Cause she isn't mine She isn't mine She isn't mine She isn't mine Every mention of you Yeah it splits me in two Cause it feels so good But I promised I would Keep it easy and fun But when you're on the run You scavenge to live And what I just wouldn't give I tell myself forget her That it's only for the better But I can't help devise Some added surprise To keep her in contact To feel her react to me Feel her attract to me But it's so abstract to me She isn't mine She isn't mine She isn't mine She isn't mine |
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from Blues Traveler - !Bastardos! (2005)
Tread upon me lightly
And take what you will Cause it's yours anyway You may have read up on me slightly But if looks could kill Then I died today A challenge to you only Can you remember my Most honest face? And I'd be less so lonely Whenever I Ordain to chase The mystery You bring from me And I am persuaded And from your eyes Came a sweet reply So utterly unmasqueraded Morning rush hour I can see She used her eyes but she saw me Euphoric streaks upon the sky They celebrate us she and I Tread upon me deeply And handle with care Because I just might break And if I put it less discreetly Enter if you dare But make no mistake If I stop beneath your window To ply my wares And serenade It wouldn't hardly dare begin to Imply my prayers I haven't prayed In some time I have been resigned To have settled back and waited But from your eyes A sweet reply so beautifully paraded Morning rush hour I can see She used her eyes but she saw me Euphoric streaks upon the sky They celebrate she and I Morning rush hour I can see She used her eyes but she saw me Euphoric streaks upon the sky They celebrate she and I |
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from Blues Traveler - Save His Soul (1993)
Music & Lyrics: Brendan Hill
Hot lights across his face They told him he was just a disgrace Stripped down like a frightened child A shadow stood before him He thought he saw a smile Guilty of nothing more than fear It was the dogs of war that sent him here Caught across enemy lines Shot in the back Now he's running out of time They all said they loved him But where were they all now Thinking about his hometown Back in New York City A slap across his face Brings him back to this painful place He would not talk God save his soul They took him out and beat him His mind felt cold A change takes place It makes you feel numb Realizing you're just a man Can make your soul want to run Standing in the firing line The smoke fills his lungs one last time And with his last breath he cries out Dear God what have I done A shot rings out |
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from Blues Traveler - Bridge (2001)
And when the day begins I need her to begin me
She's hell-for-leather when I let her see what's in me It's so addicting there's no predicting what's she's going to do or say By the gods that made her I can't persuade her but she'll do it for me anyway She isn't real No, I've never met her Simply a hope, perchance to dream Ah but still, I can't forget her Hope springs eternal it would seem Sadly a fiction my predilection for her arrival She'll smile politely then only slightly to my would-be rival There's no denying that I am dying for a chance to be her faith It's almost tragic to hope for magic but still something in me waits She isn't real No, I've never met her Simply a hope, perchance to dream Oh, but still I can't forget her Hope springs eternal it would seem She isn't real No, I've never met her Simply a hope, perchance to dream Ah but still, I can't forget her Hope springs eternal it would seem |
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from Blues Traveler - Four (1994)
Once upon a midnight dearie
I woke with something in my head I couldn't escape the memory Of a phone call and of what you said Like a game show contestant with a parting gift I could not believe my eyes When I saw through the voice of a trusted friend Who needs to humor me and tell me lies Yeah humor me and tell me lies And I'll lie too and say I don't mind And as we seek so shall we find And when you're feeling open I'll still be here But not without a certain degree of fear Of what will be with you and me I still can see things hopefully But you Why you wanna give me a run around Is it a sure fire way to speed things up When all it does is slow me down And shake me and my confidence About a great many things But I've been there I can see it cower Like a nervous magician waiting in the wings Of a bad play where the heroes are right And nobody thinks or expects too much And Hollywood's calling for the movie rights Singing hey babe let's keep in touch Hey baby let's keep in touch But I want more than a touch I want you to reach me And show me all the things no one else can see So what you feel becomes mine as well And soon if we're lucky we'd be unable to tell What's yours and mine the fishing's fine And it doesn't have to rhyme so don't you feed me a line But you Why you wanna give me a run around Is it a sure fire well to speed things up When all it does is slow me down Tra la la la la bomba dear this is the pilot speaking And I've got some news for you It seems my ship still stands no matter what you drop And there ain't a whole lot that you can do Oh sure the banner may be torn and the wind's gotten colder Perhaps I've grown a little cynical But I know no matter what the waitress brings I shall drink in and always be full I'll drink and always be full Oh I like coffee And I like tea I could be able to enter a final plea I still got this dream that you just can't shake I love you to the point you can no longer take Well all right okay So be that way I hope and pray that there's something left to say But you Why you wanna give me a run around Is it a sure fire way to speed things up When all it does is slow me down But you Why you wanna give me a run around Is it a sure fire way to speed things up When all it does is slow me down |
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from The Truth About Cats & Dogs (고양이와 개에 관한 진실) by Howard Shore [ost] (1996)
Once upon a midnight dearie
I woke with something in my head I couldnt escape the memory Of a phone call and of what you said Like a game show contestandt with a parting gift I could not believe my eyes When I saw through the voice of a trusted friend Who needs to humor me and tell me lies And Ill lie too and say I dont mind And as we seek so shall we find And when youre feeling open Ill still be here But not without a certain degree of fear Of what will be with you and me I still can see things hopefully CHORUS: But you Why you wanna give me a run-around Is it a sure-fire way to speed things up When all it does is slow me down And shake me and my confidence About a great many things But Ive been there I can see it cower Like a nervous magician waiting in the wings Of a bad play where the heroes are right And nobody thinks or expects too much And Hollywoods calling for the movie rights Singing hey baby lets keep in touch But I want more than a touch I want you to reach me And show me all the things no one else can see So what you feel becomes mine as well And soon if were lucky wed be unable to tell Whats yours and mine the fishings fine And it doesnt have to rhyme so dont you fee me a line CHORUS Tra la la la la bomba dear this is the pilot speaking And Ive got some news for you It seems my ship still stands no matter what you drop And there aint a whole lot that you can do Oh sure the banner may be torn and the winds gotten colder Perhaps Ive grown a little cynical But I know no matter what the waitress brings I shall drink it and be full My cup shall always be full Oh I like coffee And I like tea Id like to be able to enter a final plea I still got this dream that you just cant shake I love you to the point you can no longer take Well all right okay So be that way I hope and pray That theres something to say CHORUS(2x) |
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from Blues Traveler - Travelogue: Blues Traveler Classics (2002)
Run Around - Blues Traveler
Once upon a midnight dearie I woke with something in my head I couldnt escape the memory Of a phone call and of what you said Like a game show contestandt with a parting gift I could not believe my eyes When I saw through the voice of a trusted friend Who needs to humor me and tell me lies And Ill lie too and say I dont mind And as we seek so shall we find And when youre feeling open Ill still be here But not without a certain degree of fear Of what will be with you and me I still can see things hopefully CHORUS: But you Why you wanna give me a run-around Is it a sure-fire way to speed things up When all it does is slow me down And shake me and my confidence About a great many things But Ive been there I can see it cower Like a nervous magician waiting in the wings Of a bad play where the heroes are right And nobody thinks or expects too much And Hollywoods calling for the movie rights Singing hey baby lets keep in touch But I want more than a touch I want you to reach me And show me all the things no one else can see So what you feel becomes mine as well And soon if were lucky wed be unable to tell Whats yours and mine the fishings fine And it doesnt have to rhyme so dont you fee me a line CHORUS Tra la la la la bomba dear this is the pilot speaking And Ive got some news for you It seems my ship still stands no matter what you drop And there aint a whole lot that you can do Oh sure the banner may be torn and the winds gotten colder Perhaps Ive grown a little cynical But I know no matter what the waitress brings I shall drink it and be full My cup shall always be full Oh I like coffee And I like tea Id like to be able to enter a final plea I still got this dream that you just cant shake I love you to the point you can no longer take Well all right okay So be that way I hope and pray That theres something to say CHORUS(2x) |
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from Blues Traveler - Live From The Fall (2000)
Once upon a midnight dearie
I woke with something in my head I couldn't escape the memory Of a phone call and of what you said Like a game show contestant with a parting gift I could not believe my eyes When I saw through the voice of a trusted friend Who needs to humor me and tell me lies Yes humor me and tell me lies And I'll lie too and say I don't mind And as we seek so shall we find And when you're feeling open I'll still be here But not without a certain degree of fear Of what will be with you and me I still can see things hopefully But you Why you wanna give me a run-around Is it a sure-fire way to speed things up When all it does is slow me down Oh yeah And shake me and my confidence About a great many things But I've been there I can see it cower Like a nervous magician waiting in the wings Of a bad play where the heroes are right And nobody thinks or expects too much And hollywood's calling for the movie rights Singing hey babe let's keep in touch Hey baby let's keep in touch But I want more than a touch I want you to reach me And show me all the things no one else can see So what you feel becomes mine as well And soon if we're lucky we'd be unable to tell What's yours and mine the fishing's fine And it doesn't have to rhyme so don't you feed me a line But you Why you wanna give me a run-around Is it a sure-fire way to speed things up When all it does is slow me down Ha la la la la bomba dear this is the pilot speaking And I've got some news for you It seems my ship still stands no matter what you drop And there ain't a whole lot that you can do Oh sure the banner may be torn and the wind's gotten colder Perhaps I've grown a little cynical But I know no matter what the waitress brings I shall drink in and always be full Yes, my cup shall always be full Oh I like coffee And I like tea I'd like to be able to enter a final plea I still got this dream that you just can't shake I love you to the point you can no longer take Well all right okay So be that way I hope and pray That there's something left to say But you Why you wanna give me a run-around Is it a sure-fire way to speed things up When all it does is slow me down But you Why you wanna give me a run-around Is it a sure-fire way to speed things up When all it does is slow me down |
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from Blues Traveler - !Bastardos! (2005)
Whenever there's smoke and fire
You'll find him handy to admire Never learns the victims' names Roasting snacks upon the flames Always just to happen by Blood-soaked steel, but he keeps dry Without concern who's left alive It's entertainment for his drive Hey, here comes Rubberneck He never helps but he loves a wreck He should close his mouth and drive away He'd seize a peek but not the day Sideline living is so sweet There's always something good to eat Smug behind the safety glass Committed not but to save his ass With thoughts like "better you than me" I guess that's why he wants to see Appreciation only learned By watching someone else get burned Hey, here comes Rubberneck He never helps but he loves a wreck He should close his mouth and drive away He'd seize a peek but not the day Rubberneck, his luck ran out Messed with a truck and lost the bout Smolders in a twisted chunk While we praise our own and curse his luck Hey, here comes Rubberneck He never helps but he loves a wreck He should close his mouth and drive away He'd seize a peek but not the day Hey, here comes Rubberneck He never helps but he loves a wreck He should close his mouth and drive away He'd seize a peek but not the day |
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from Blues Traveler - Live From The Fall (2000)
Well I've guessed your name and I'm sure you know mine
I'd like to discuss our mutual friend I can't help but feel that I left him behind Does he still stay with you or did his pain ever end I guess I don't deserve to know If he ever let go I guess I don't really need to see If he wound up with you or did he ever break free When we were both young, you took us in And taught us to play survival games He'd lost so much that you let him win But I had a home so it just wasn't the same I had the strength To look you in the eye And say goodbye I was lucky And I didn't have to play Does he still stay with you or did he get away I used what I had and I escaped I smelled something good and I followed its track But all he could smell was the world that you shaped It took all my strength and I just couldn't look back I remember him Calling after me I keep that memory The last thing he screamed out aloud Was "Hey don't you leave me alone!" Yeah he might live with you but he called me his home I guessed your name and some day so will he Cause one of these ides he's gonna break free Cause one of these ides he's gonna break free Cause one of these ides he's gonna break... |
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from Blues Traveler - Travelogue: Blues Traveler Classics (2002)
Well I've guessed your name and I'm sure you know mine
I'd like to discuss our mutual friend I can't help but feel that I left him behind Does he still stay with you or did his pain ever end I guess I don't deserve to know If he ever let go I guess I don't really need to see If he wound up with you or did he ever break free When we were both young, you took us in And taught us to play survival games He'd lost so much that you let him win But I had a home so it just wasn't the same I had the strength To look you in the eye And say goodbye I was lucky And I didn't have to play Does he still stay with you or did he get away I used what I had and I escaped I smelled something good and I followed its track But all he could smell was the world that you shaped It took all my strength and I just couldn't look back I remember him Calling after me I keep that memory The last thing he screamed out aloud Was "Hey don't you leave me alone!" Yeah he might live with you but he called me his home I guessed your name and some day so will he Cause one of these ides he's gonna break free Cause one of these ides he's gonna break free Cause one of these ides he's gonna break... |
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from Blues Traveler - Bridge (2001)
When the fire
In your belly ain't been shrinking And there's nothing Laying around that you could be drinking Take no mind As that stranger tries to pass you Is he blind? Or couldn't he clearly see the train? Couldn't he feel the bloody stain? Not that I'm one to complain Why do we chaw upon the pain? It's just the rage Just the rage Just rage Rage Close my eyes Pull me in and take my tongue Taste the lies That dance around us and we're among Break your heart Run out now and tear it up Then you can start To give that inner brat a hug Till the dickhead pulls the rug Take the fall from high above No details to what you love It's just the rage Just the rage Just rage Rage Calls a masterpiece "Come and paint me, here I am" And it's my disease That I am raging all the time Fought for reason, fought for rhyme Then I'm walking up the line The voice it calls I must abide Bound for glory on the other side It's just the rage Just rage Just rage Rage Just rage Just rage Just rage Just rage Just rage Rage Rage Rage |
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from Blues Traveler - Straight On Till Morning (1997)
He took a rifle And killed a disciple So that those nagging thoughts would leave him in peace He'd drown a puppy Or shive-shank a yuppie Just to make the voices cease Goes on a bender Then he surrenders Taken into custody So satisfying I would be lying If I didn't want to hear the plea And so we gather round Psycho Joe The quiet loners always blow Strap him in the chair And killing bad guys is such fun Too bad we only captured one Are there any more out there Are there any more out there And in the weirdest way it sets him free He's finally rid of you and me Joe and his electric chair He worshiped Satan And liked Iron Maiden And now he's in the cold cold ground For more exciting Staging and lighting We waited till the sun went down Killed someone's daughter With the chain that they bought her What's a daddy gonna do But the most annoyed Were the talk show tabloid Because they couldn't get an interview And so we gather round Psycho Joe The quiet loners always blow Strap him in the chair And killing bad guys is such fun Too bad we only captured one Are there any more out there Are there any more out there Any more out there? You've got your heroes Ceasars and Neros Men of infamy and fame Now we've got Jo Jo Have we sunk so low Guess I've got myself to blame An eye for an eye Won't get you by Good book says that it's a sin But the ratings war Says that if we kill more Psychopaths then we will win And so we gather round Psycho Joe The quiet loners always blow Strap him in the chair And killing bad guys is such fun Too bad we only captured one Are there any more out there Are there any more out there And in the weirdest way it sets him free He's finally rid of you and me Joe and his electric, Joe and his electric Joe and his electrical chair |
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from Blues Traveler - Four (1994)
Standing here with a tale to tell
I might as well tell to you Nothing near Wagnerian As Terminator Two Its an old one about a little dirt farm girl Who wanted to get out for good Shed do anything to keep that dream Shed do anything she could CHORUS: Who was she To feel so free With her heart on her sleeve She just couldnt believe... There was a price to pay Her very first chance to escape that year Came when the circus had come to town She wound up in bed and quite madly in love With some rubber nose juggling clown He promised hed return for her come next spring And he swore that he wouldnt forget Needless to say come the following May More than her appetite was getting wet She proceeded unheeded and quite undefeated To the trailer behind the tents And her heart began to scar at his trailer door She was gonna go wherever he went CHORUS He arrived at last about half past With a girl under every arm But all of this in itself could have been innocent as hell But what began to cause her alarm Was when he locked the door behind him like she always bee She was standing alone in the dirt And her eyes were so dry that she began to cry And something began to hurt She wanted to tear the hair out of her head Yeah and she wanted to wish that she was dead But a voice in her just would not let her drop And her heart began to break but it didnt stop Run all youre races And dont you fear You and I Are getting out of here And well survive That I guarrantee Cause you dont need much When all you have is me. She listened to the little voice in her And then she hit the road Free at last and with just a tiny scar And finally on her own No one knows what became of her All we know is she got away And though there really aint no guarantees down here I like to think she did okay CHORUS That theres a price to pay(4x) |
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from Blues Traveler - Bridge (2001)
I wish I drank tequila
I wish I stayed up late But lately when the Sandman comes You know I just can wait No, lately I can wait And we packed up all your boxes It's all been hauled away I never stare at walls so bare 'Cause something always stays Yeah, something of you stays And I wanna shout from my guitar Come out, come out wherever you are The joke is over, open your eyes A heart like yours, it never dies And I found your keys behind your chair I still can see you sitting there This isn't funny; don't fool around You let me go, you let me down And I guess I'm still pretty angry And I don't want to be I don't know which was the bigger waste of time Missing you or wishing, instead, it was me I wish I walked on water Pulling rabbits from my sleeve Guessing cards and saving everyone I wish I still believed Oh I wish that I believed That I could also channel voices That I've endured the burning blade That I could make some of your choices Oh, I wish I weren't afraid Of those choices that you've made Like I could give you what you need So ollie ollie oxen free The game is up and I give in So show yourself so that you can win Come claim your prize and I don't care I still can see you standing there How could you leave, how could you lie? You cut me off in mid-reply And I guess I'm still pretty angry And I don't want to be I don't know which was the bigger waste of time Missing you or wishing, instead, it was me The will to win, the urge to race I still can see it on your face Thought I'd keep up but only crashed I wasn't built to move that fast Thought I could match you stride for stride But I was on the other side And holding onto the safety rail With knuckles white, complexion pale A cloud of dust and you were gone Thought I would catch you later on I limped behind, your race was won But were you racing or on the run? How you enjoyed, you loved to drive And I'm destroyed 'cause I'm alive And I guess I'm still pretty angry And I don't want to be I don't know which was the bigger waste of time Missing you or wishing, instead, it was me I guess I'm still pretty angry And I don't want to be I don't know which was the bigger waste of time Missing you |
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from Blues Traveler - North Hollywood Shootout (2008)
Never you mind at the storm, honey
Never you mind the lightning Dawn gonna make the day warm, honey Son gonna make the day bring Hold you till it comes Just water falling down The orange in the sun Never makes a sound Never you mind at the noise, honey The man in the moon and the stars Are putting away all their toys, honey The lightning back in their jars Hold you till they're done Just water falling down The orange in the sun Never makes a sound As it shines All around Rise and awake in the morning, honey Wash away sleep from your eye Keep any dreams that you might have made, baby Little one please don't you cry Hold you till the dawn Just water falling down The orange in the sun Never makes a sound As it shines All around Take away all of the darkness, honey Remove any nightmares power Break any curse with me, won't you honey By the light of the morning hour Hold you till the dawn Just water falling down The orange in the sun Never makes a sound Every night has to end, honey Every storm has to pass You don't have to pretend, honey That a tear in the rain has to last Hold you till the dawn Just water falling down The orange in the sun Never makes a sound |
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from Blues Traveler - Travelers & Thieves (2001)
When she wakes it seems so shady
She remembers she's a lady Ah, but could it be that maybe She was having lots of fun? She sees she's wearing leather In her navel there's a feather She just has to crack a smile And close her eyes, her prayer begun She said “Life I embrace you I shall honour and disgrace you Please forgive if I replace you You see I'm going through some pain But now I see clearly And the dawn is coming nearly And though I'm human and it's early I swear I'll never forget again” An explorer, he went wandering To satisfy his pondering Basically meandering Unsure of what he'd find Braving any danger But to his family he's a stranger And from time to time he turns around And this runs through his mind He said “Life I embrace you I shall honor and disgrace you Please forgive if I replace you You see I'm going through some pain But now I see clearly And the dawn is coming nearly And though I'm human and it's early I swear I'll never forget again” There's a multitude of story Some is clean and some is gory But there is no need to worry If you're sold or if you're bought We're just spinning on some granite That we like to call a planet And if you need to contemplate Well here's an optimistic thought Life I embrace you I shall honor and disgrace you Please forgive if I replace you You see I'm going through some pain But now I see clearly And the dawn is coming nearly And though I'm human and it's early I swear I'll never forget again Oh, life I embrace you I shall honor and disgrace you Please forgive if I replace you You see I'm going through some pain But now I see clearly And the dawn is coming nearly And though I'm human and it's early I swear I'll never forget again |
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from Blues Traveler - Travelogue: Blues Traveler Classics (2002)
When she wakes it seems so shady
She remembers she's a lady Ah, but could it be that maybe She was having lots of fun? She sees she's wearing leather In her navel there's a feather She just has to crack a smile And close her eyes, her prayer begun She said “Life I embrace you I shall honour and disgrace you Please forgive if I replace you You see I'm going through some pain But now I see clearly And the dawn is coming nearly And though I'm human and it's early I swear I'll never forget again” An explorer, he went wandering To satisfy his pondering Basically meandering Unsure of what he'd find Braving any danger But to his family he's a stranger And from time to time he turns around And this runs through his mind He said “Life I embrace you I shall honor and disgrace you Please forgive if I replace you You see I'm going through some pain But now I see clearly And the dawn is coming nearly And though I'm human and it's early I swear I'll never forget again” There's a multitude of story Some is clean and some is gory But there is no need to worry If you're sold or if you're bought We're just spinning on some granite That we like to call a planet And if you need to contemplate Well here's an optimistic thought Life I embrace you I shall honor and disgrace you Please forgive if I replace you You see I'm going through some pain But now I see clearly And the dawn is coming nearly And though I'm human and it's early I swear I'll never forget again Oh, life I embrace you I shall honor and disgrace you Please forgive if I replace you You see I'm going through some pain But now I see clearly And the dawn is coming nearly And though I'm human and it's early I swear I'll never forget again |
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from Blues Traveler - Travelers & Thieves (2001)
Lies, well they're okay
More elaborate every day Truth, well it's here too What can you make it do for you? Greed, it's just a drive Do what you can to stay alive Peace, it's just a dream So rock and roll and kick and scream Now won't you tell me if you like what you've just heard? And if you think the point I'm driving at absurd Well there's no need to tell me how or tell me why But I need to know the reason not to try Cause if you look around you might just feel like me And you might notice no one was ever really free And maybe, just maybe for now that's how it's supposed to be Could be so far we've only earned the right to barely see The poison has infected you Have no fear I'm infected too War, they come and go No telling where the wind will blow Pain was always there Sad reminder that you care Hate, the price you pay For thinking you got the only way Now won't you tell me if you like what you've just heard? And if you think the point I'm driving at absurd Well there's no need to tell me how or tell me why But I need to know the reason not to try Cause if you look around you might just feel like me And you might notice no one was ever really free And maybe, just maybe for now that's how it's supposed to be Could be so far we've only earned the right to barely see Barely see, barely see, barely see, barely see, let's see... For your parents Ellis Island What had they gone through? And if you descend from the Mayflower Well they were running too They were running from England Who was warring with France Who would conquer Spain Given half of a chance But it was the Muslims Who had gotten there first When there wasn't the bloodshed Then there was the thirst And a hate for the Christians The infiltrators of Rome You know that once mighty empire Who made Africa home The poor, noble Egyptians Oh, the hardships they braved Remembering the good times With Judea enslaved And the Israelite nation The very children of God Killing Palestine's children And I'm finding it odd The Earth, a piece of fruit Don't blame the maggots when they loot Life, just a game we play Try to live just one more day Space, our final hope Throw the drowning man a rope The choice is for us to say Completely change or fade away Now won't you tell me if you like what you've just heard? And if you think the point I'm driving at absurd Well there's no need to tell me how or tell me why But I need to know the reason not to try Cause if you look around you might just feel like me And you might notice no one was ever really free And maybe, just maybe for now that's how it's supposed to be Could be so far we've only earned the right to barely see I really couldn't say for sure Like everyone else I know I'm just looking for the cure |
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from Blues Traveler - Live From The Fall (2000)
A thousand times a prophet
A New York City prophet They lie there all forgotten I wonder who will hear them next Well it won't be me and it won't be you Kind of makes you wonder who Any sympathetic ear would do Who's gonna hear them next? Well, lie prophet lie For the sky is much too high Keep it in your eye And memorize the moon Dream prophet dream Don't you listen to them scream We know they didn't hear you yet But you're bound to get there soon What do you think we'd hear them say? Would they drop down on their knees and pray? Would they tell us that it's all okay? Who do you think will ease their pain? And if we dare to listen As the tears freeze up and glisten With the current savior risen Who do you think will ease their pain? Lie prophet lie For the sky is much too high Keep it in your eye And memorize the moon Dream prophet dream Don't you listen to them scream We know they didn't hear you yet But you're bound to get there soon What will our mighty future be? For there ain't no prophet here to see That narrows it down to you and me Do you want to live or die? Well we've chosen death with its toll begun You know, I've always pictured life more fun Too bad we couldn't ever act as one Do you want to live or die? Well, lie prophet lie For the sky is much too high Keep it in your eye And memorize the moon Dream prophet dream Don't you listen to them scream We know they didn't hear you yet But you're bound to get there soon |
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from Blues Traveler - !Bastardos! (2005)
Nefertiti claimed she needed no one at all
Majestic in her empire like so many I've seen rise and fall Suitors by the dozen, even one who'd give her everything Assuming the queen even needs a king And what's so wrong with freedom? Is there a cost too high? But the slogans turn to mist in Nefertiti's eyes And the heart of the lioness Lay down gentle like a lamb Her Majesty runs like a girl No composure or command And I know I should be glad for her But I can't forget her fire It just makes me lonely One more goddess to retire Now I have been brought down by less That felled my mighty lioness But what I see which makes me sad Is when the loneliness gets bad She has to run, she cannot take That fragile fundamental ache And the heart of the lioness Lay down gentle like a lamb Her Majesty runs like a girl No composure or command And I know I should be glad for her But I can't forget her fire It just makes me lonely One more goddess to retire Amazed she puts me in my place A royal tear rolls down her face But what for me may hurt worst of all Is one less soldier on the wall That much lonelier for me As I salute my fallen queen And the heart of the lioness Lay down gentle like a lamb Her Majesty runs like a girl No composure or command And I know I should be glad for her But I can't forget her fire It just makes me lonely One more goddess to retire No one should be glad for her For I can't forget her fire It just makes me lonely One more goddess to retire Nefertiti claimed she needed no one |
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from Blues Traveler - !Bastardos! (2005)
Reach out
Right in front of you Sit tight You're alright Just breathe The relief Don't fear I'm right here I'm right here I'm right here I'm right Here I am To try to understand The nail put through your hand I need you Simply to See me As easy To read What you need Through me So use me Seduce me I'm right here I'm right Here we plan To try to understand The nail put through your hand Know you You have to Feel free To teach me Reach out Without doubt Crash land I know you can I'm right here I'm right here I'm right here I'm right Here you can To try to understand The nail put through your hand |
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from Blues Traveler - Live From The Fall (2000)
I'm mulling it over
Thoughts at a grasp You know I'm taking it in now So much, so fast I'm riding a feeling Into deeper seas I can't seem to fret now It don't bother me 'Cause I'm mulling it over, yeah Said I'm mulling it over I said I'm mulling it over I said I'm mulling it over Oh, mulling it over... I said I'm mulling it mulling it Mulling it mulling it Mulling it over mulling it over Twinkle twinkle little star Wish I could afford a guitar Sing a song of sixpence, pocketful of rye Wish it was more than crumbs I could buy Meet forever after Don't he dress real well You know he's clutching his chest now Or couldn't you tell Desperate to score now No matter how hard he tries You know he's strung out on future See it in his eyes And I'm mulling it over Said I'm mulling it over I said I'm mulling it over I said I'm mulling it over and over and over and over and over, yeah |
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from Blues Traveler - Travelogue: Blues Traveler Classics (2002)
I'm mulling it over
Thoughts at a grasp You know I'm taking it in now So much, so fast I'm riding a feeling Into deeper seas I can't seem to fret now It don't bother me 'Cause I'm mulling it over, yeah Said I'm mulling it over I said I'm mulling it over I said I'm mulling it over Oh, mulling it over... I said I'm mulling it mulling it Mulling it mulling it Mulling it over mulling it over Twinkle twinkle little star Wish I could afford a guitar Sing a song of sixpence, pocketful of rye Wish it was more than crumbs I could buy Meet forever after Don't he dress real well You know he's clutching his chest now Or couldn't you tell Desperate to score now No matter how hard he tries You know he's strung out on future See it in his eyes And I'm mulling it over Said I'm mulling it over I said I'm mulling it over I said I'm mulling it over and over and over and over and over, yeah |
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from Blues Traveler - Live From The Fall (2000)
Met my woman on a mountain side
Looking to get warm, needed a place to hide She took me in as that day grew long Lay by the fire our love, love grew so strong I had left the city for its dirt and grime The factory wails to make mountain time I found love, I let it slip away Now I'm alone, here I'm gonna stay Gonna stay Gonna stay Yeah, I’m gonna stay I keep on looking till this very day For my baby, my baby, who's gone away And I'll search this land, search this land till my dying day For the sweet loving woman, make a mountain, make a mountain cry, cry Make a mountain cry Mountain cry Mountain cry Mountain cry Mountain cry Mountain cry Mountain Make a mountain cry |
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from Blues Traveler - Travelers & Thieves (2001)
Met my woman on a mountain side
Looking to get warm, needed a place to hide She took me in as that day grew long Lay by the fire our love, love grew so strong I had left the city for its dirt and grime The factory wails to make mountain time I found love, I let it slip away Now I'm alone, here I'm gonna stay Gonna stay Gonna stay Yeah, I’m gonna stay I keep on looking till this very day For my baby, my baby, who's gone away And I'll search this land, search this land till my dying day For the sweet loving woman, make a mountain, make a mountain cry, cry Make a mountain cry Mountain cry Mountain cry Mountain cry Mountain cry Mountain cry Mountain Make a mountain cry |
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from Blues Traveler - Travelogue: Blues Traveler Classics (2002)
Met my woman on a mountain side
Looking to get warm, needed a place to hide She took me in as that day grew long Lay by the fire our love, love grew so strong I had left the city for its dirt and grime The factory wails to make mountain time I found love, I let it slip away Now I'm alone, here I'm gonna stay Gonna stay Gonna stay Yeah, I’m gonna stay I keep on looking till this very day For my baby, my baby, who's gone away And I'll search this land, search this land till my dying day For the sweet loving woman, make a mountain, make a mountain cry, cry Make a mountain cry Mountain cry Mountain cry Mountain cry Mountain cry Mountain cry Mountain Make a mountain cry |
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from Blues Traveler - Straight On Till Morning (1997)
Don't you give up don't allow disaster
Don't you give up don't you let her win We're talking about a "forever after" Don't you give up don't you dare give in Don't you give up don't you dare give in Doesn't it seem most precarious Doesn't it seem such a chance to take Doesn't it seem most precarious Why does it feel like a big mistake Please understand and hear what I'm saying The time is now and you don't have long She could be oceans away tomorrow So soon your chance will have come and gone So soon your chance will have come and gone Doesn't it seem most precarious Doesn't it seem such a chance to take Doesn't it seem most precarious Why does it feel like a big mistake The tight-wires strung and you're out in the middle All eyes upon you no net below Inches to go and you're almost home free Feel the wires swaying to and fro Feel the wires swaying to and fro Doesn't it seem most precarious Doesn't it seem such a chance to take Doesn't it seem most precarious Why does it feel like it would be a damn shame Would be forever if it meant a day How stoically I exclaim As she turns from me and walks away The light in her eyes explanation escapes you Longing to please and not feel alone And she doesn't know it but really she loves you Some day so soon you're gonna make it home Some day so soon you're gonna make it home Doesn't it seem most precarious Doesn't it seem such a chance to take Doesn't it seem most precarious Why does it feel like a big mistake Doesn't it seem most precarious Doesn't it seem such a chance to take Doesn't it seem most precarious Why does it feel like a big mistake |
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from Blues Traveler - !Bastardos! (2005)
It seemed so easy in daydreams past the playground
And schoolyard rules When nothing's yours it's simple to plan your escape From all of those fools And suddenly you get your way And you're kicking yourself Cause you couldn't figure out how to stay If wishes were money I'd still lose more than I keep And that might just be me But consequence would be interest and it would be steep And nothing is free It's a small cost to dream But there's no refund for nightmares It would seem Careful what you've bought Don't you look to no warranties You own what you have wrought Ain't no money back Money back guarantee Well I guess life ain't fair But I know life don't care And there's no one to blame From on high to the lowly For if you're loved or you're lonely It's the one and only game Careful what you've bought And don't you look to no warranties You own what you have wrought Your money back guarantee Or reprieves So please I'm down on my knees Believe me Don't you try To deny Any lie you might buy Is deceiving Ain't no leaving for free So you've got all your ducks in a row Have you figured out what you owe Until you settle your bill It won't let you go Careful what you've bought And don't you look to no warranties You own what you have wrought Ain't no money back Money back guarantee |
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from Blues Brothers 2000 (블루스 브라더스 2000) [ost] (1998)
I wanna show you that anything is possible
Said I wanna show you that your wildest dreams can come true And I swear someday I'm gonna figure out how to do just that But until then I guess tryin is all I can do Maybe I'm wrong thinkin you want somethin better Maybe I'm wrong thinkin you got no problem makin it through the night Maybe I'm wrong about every little thing I'm talkin about Maybe I'm wrong but just maybe maybe I'm right No its none of my business but I think I can make you happy But it really doesnt matter if its me or someone else All that i know is that i think you're kinda special And one way or another gonna see that i can treat you well Maybe i'm wrong thinking you want something better Maybe i'm wrong thinking you got no problem making it through the night Maybe i'm wrong about every little thing i'm talking about Maybe i'm wrong, but just maybe, maybe i'm right You seem to think that lady luck just doesn't like you Well, i've been trying to believe that the lady just ain't that dumb Oh, just give her time to get here And i'm sure that when she gets here She'll be really glad to be here when she comes. Maybe i'm wrong thinking you want something better Maybe i'm wrong thinking you got no problem making it through the night Maybe i'm wrong about every little thing i'm talking about Maybe i'm wrong, but just maybe, maybe i'm right Maybe i'm wrong thinking you want something better Maybe i'm wrong thinking you got no problem making it through the night Maybe i'm wrong about every little thing i'm talking about Maybe i'm wrong, but just maybe, maybe i'm right |
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from Blues Traveler - Straight On Till Morning (1997)
When you roll down your window
And ask for directions Can you count on the answers That you would receive If you've ever been taken By that passed along pay back Why ask in the first place you might not believe But I won't be confined to road maps Or let assholes decide And I'd rather be lost Then afraid to take a ride And if it's a sing No place on earth will I ever fit in And I don't mind Someday I pray I just may As I make my way Well I might have been helpful Or a mischievous bastard But when I'm thinking about it I do what I can In the infinite halfway Where everyone always meets me And by the laws of pure error Do we exchange and understand I'm yelling as loudly As my lungs will allow I wish I could whisper Can you hear me now And if it's a sing No place on earth will I ever fit in And I don't mind Someday I pray I just may As I make my way Could be no one has the meaning Of what anybody says But so we don't feel so lonely We decide that we do Well now we might be speaking English But what does that mean And can you honestly tell me What color is blue Well you could try an explanation Or try to wonder why But if I'm lost in your driveway All I really can do is try And if it's a sing No place on earth will I ever fit in And I don't mind I've looked and searched her over countless times And I'll do it again Someday I may finally want to stay Someday I pray I just may As I make my way As I make my way As I make my way... |
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from Blues Traveler - Save His Soul (1993)
I just couldn't cry
No matter how hard I try I knew the love we shared was dead Until she gave me a letter With some words she wrote down And I swear this is what she said She said She said Love of my life our first night together We sat in the rain and we talked forever Love of my life your carefree way Showed me the potential of each and every day But love of my life When you told me today That my place was gone from your carefree way I realized She said She said Love of my life now I finally see A carefree way wasn't meant for me The pain I feel you just can't understand You'd think it as fire, pull away your hand But love of my life When you told me today That my place was gone from your carefree way I realized You know she realized she must learn For once on her own Not to let her days burn Because she's alone She needed to learn For once on her own Not to let her days burn Because she's alone She needed to learn For once on her own Not to let her days burn Because she's alone She said She said Love of my life your arms were never shy To hold me tight when I needed to cry Love of my life you made me believe For that I love you but I know I must leave Because love of my life When you told me today That my, my place was gone from your carefree way I realized Oh yes, she realized, and for once so did I Because it occurred to me the love of my life was she And then and only then I started to cry |
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from Blues Traveler - North Hollywood Shootout (2008)
She lies out on the grass
Her bellybutton fascinates me If summer never came and went I doubt that it would ever faze me Broken in a moment of what once had been I look within to see her face My fingers start to reach to taste But all they meet is my own lips Time is fleeting Time's a-wasting And time is bleeding Forever racing And time is money And money is time But love does none of these Love does none of these She'll twirl and spin me 'round And never let go of the hold she has From heaven's rafter to the ground And back and forth, and twice as fast Transit in the blink of her big brown eyes And all is right or wrong with the world More the heart of me Than as some would say "just some girl" Time is fleeting Time's a-wasting Time is bleeding Forever racing And time is money And money is time But love does none of these Love does none of these But my heart beats as we say goodnight Hoping for a kiss And this feeling I get to keep Love can most definitely let me do this She's the only thing that shines Among the murky gels of pink and blue Club speakers make their noise But they can't drown out what is true Captured in the passion of an honest smile And last call leaves us little else I reach for her to make her turn But all I meet is my own lips Time is fleeting Time's a-wasting Time is bleeding Forever racing Time is money And money is time But love does none of these Love does none of these Love won't keep time Love don't keep time Feels like forever I'm here whenever |
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from Blues Traveler - Live From The Fall (2000)
I want to tell you about something special
I want to tell you what makes men need I think I'm talking 'bout what we all get into I think I'm talking 'bout love and greed You can take it anyway but take it at your own speed 'Cause you wouldn't be the first to fall to love and greed A man in love willing to walk through fire A greedy man like a moth to a flame A man in love willing to go half crazy A greedy man likely to go insane You can take it anyway but take it at your own speed 'Cause you wouldn't be the first to fall to love and greed To love and greed To love and greed To love and greed So the trap's been set and you've took the bait You saw it all go down just a little too late But now you're hooked and to your surprise You saw how some of it was real and some was lies But you're in too deep 'cause you care too much And there's never been a cure for that as such You could see prison bars or call it home sweet home But like it or not you're no longer alone A man in love don't know what he's doing A greedy man always says he does A man in love sold his soul up the river That's where a greedy man's soul always was You can take it anyway but take it at your own speed 'Cause you wouldn't be the first to fall to love and greed To love and greed To love and greed To love and greed |
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from Blues Traveler - Travelogue: Blues Traveler Classics (2002)
I want to tell you about something special
I want to tell you what makes men need I think I'm talking 'bout what we all get into I think I'm talking 'bout love and greed You can take it anyway but take it at your own speed 'Cause you wouldn't be the first to fall to love and greed A man in love willing to walk through fire A greedy man like a moth to a flame A man in love willing to go half crazy A greedy man likely to go insane You can take it anyway but take it at your own speed 'Cause you wouldn't be the first to fall to love and greed To love and greed To love and greed To love and greed So the trap's been set and you've took the bait You saw it all go down just a little too late But now you're hooked and to your surprise You saw how some of it was real and some was lies But you're in too deep 'cause you care too much And there's never been a cure for that as such You could see prison bars or call it home sweet home But like it or not you're no longer alone A man in love don't know what he's doing A greedy man always says he does A man in love sold his soul up the river That's where a greedy man's soul always was You can take it anyway but take it at your own speed 'Cause you wouldn't be the first to fall to love and greed To love and greed To love and greed To love and greed |
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from Blues Traveler - Four (1994)
You'll get no answer from me
About what I want or what I get Brave enough to speak afraid to see Confuse the issue till you forget And I've tried To finally decide Why I'm in your face And if you can't already tell I am unable to let things go I'm told I do it very well But more important you should know That all the same You've got no one to blame But yourself If you call that a waste Cause it ain't me That's been hurting you inside And if you've learned You'll know much more than I That you're gonna have to go and find it You'll have to dig beneath the ground You'll have to unearth every ugly stone That kept you on your own And simply put them down You're gonna have to look around You'll get no answer from me About what I get or what I want That was enough to make her leave She's not the first one come and gone And I don't care Buyer beware Of me Cause it might get rough If you want peace then live alone If you wanna hide then find a stage Each a brief but perfect home To accommodate your rage And sometimes In the midst of all my crimes I feel lost Or have I lost enough Remaining friends Remind me as they say It's up to you The things you throw away And still you're gonna have to go and find it You'll have to dig beneath the ground You'll have to unearth every ugly stone That kept you on your own And simply put them down You're gonna have to look around You're gonna have to look around You're gonna have to look around |
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from Blues Traveler - Save His Soul (1993)
Never a day goes by when I can't see his face
And I can hear a thundering voice that no one will replace But since he left you've been hiding out and I can understand It seems to me about that time you should be coming back again I can feel the pain That won't go away We can't change that he left us But it's up to you to stay And I will make sense of it all Gonna try to make sense of it all You ask me why 'Cause it's all I can do I miss him every day But now I miss you I know it hurts right now but you've got to keep moving on And I know how good it can feel when you're safe and withdrawn But he can live in our memory and you don't yet have that choice 'Cause you're still here and to speak to me you're gonna have to use your voice I ain't telling you what's right And I ain't telling you what's wrong But it's he who has died And it's you who has gone And I will make sense of it all Gonna try to make sense of it all You ask me why 'Cause it's all I can do I miss him every day But now I miss you I know you're thinking now you must go through this alone But it's time to come home And I feel the pain That won't go away We can't change that he left us But it's up to you to stay And I will make sense of it all Gonna try to make sense of it all You ask me why 'Cause it's all I can do I miss him every day But now I miss you And I will make sense of it all Gonna try to make sense of it all You ask me why But it's all I can do I miss him every day But now I miss you |
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from Blues Traveler - !Bastardos! (2005)
No longer care where I am
One smile remains to trace for the fingers on my hand Search for your face in every crowd Hope it springs internally until it runs over and out If I could touch your lips to mine Soft and sweet for about a half a million times Pressing ever deeply as I take you in my arms And hold on ntil we both forget where we are Leaning in Leaning in Leaning in Leaning in Leaning in Wake up staring at a phone And it is so messed up the cliches alone But there I am dreaming clumsily And love, it comes so difficult for a boy like me If I could touch your lips to mine Soft and sweet for about a half a million times Pressing ever deeply as I take you in my arms And hold on until we both forget where we are Leaning in Leaning in Leaning in Leaning in Leaning in Leaning in Smiling at your message today I know I face uncertainty but still I am on my way Once again those daydreams begin I caress your cheek Finally leaning in Leaning in Leaning in Leaning in Leaning in Leaning in Leaning in Leaning in Leaning in Leaning in |
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from Blues Traveler - Straight On Till Morning (1997)
It's the part of the dream that leaves me when the sunlight hits my eyes
It's the part of the dream that rolls me over and over as I sleep It's the part of the dream that leaves me wanting for the darkness It's the part of the dream I can't remember it at all I dreamed about you last night I dreamed about you last night I dreamed about you last night Last night I dreamed Last night Last night Something about a big jet plane moving fast off into the sunset Maybe a mustang moving fast up to the sky Mor like a great big boat drifting off to nowhere I know that in the end you were waiting on the other side I dreamed about you last night I dreamed about you last night I dreamed about you last night Last night I dreamed Last night Last night I can feel the dream long before it makes my mind I know the dream like the scent of the evening air I need the dream to keep me safe until the morning When I open my eyes you're there I dreamed about you last night I dreamed about you last night I dreamed about you last night Last night I dreamed I dreamed about you last night I dreamed about you last night I dreamed about you last night Last night I dreamed |
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from Blues Traveler - Straight On Till Morning (1997)
Break away Break away
Blinkon and Nod Carelessly with matches play Telling you you're odd Foolishly he lets it burn Aware of different shapes And so he makes his hand a fist And never looks at what he rapes And who am I to say I don't understand it And if feeling better justifies the thrill Who'd be stupid enough to say it doesn't have to be that way I will Sing a song of sixty pence For a pocket full of rye And kill all that he represents To ensure that he will die Chase him from the public square Or hang him from a tree And tell his kind they best beware Because he's different from me And who am I to say I don't understand it And if feeling better justifies the thrill Who'd be stupid enough to say it doesn't have to be that way I will Twinkle Twinkle little star We have you in our sights Dangerous, we come this far The serpent giggles with delight The pigs head on a stick does grin As we teeter on the brink He's singing you are all my children My islands bigger than you think And who am I to say I don't understand it And if feeling better justifies the thrill Who'd be stupid enough to say it doesn't have to be that way I will I will I will I will |
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from Blues Traveler - Four (1994)
If ever you are feeling like you're tired
And all your uphill struggles leave you headed downhill If you realize your wildest dreams can hurt you And your appetite for pain has drinken its fill I ask of you a very simple question Did you think for one minute that you are alone And is your suffering a privilege you share only Or did you think that everybody else feels completely at home Just wait Just wait Just wait And it will come If you think I've given up on you you're crazy And if you think I don't love you well then you're just wrong In time you just might take to feeling better Time is the beauty of the road being long I know that now you feel no consolation But maybe if I told you and informed you out loud I say this without fear of hesitation I can honestly tell you that you make me proud Just wait Just wait Just wait And it will come Just wait Just wait Just wait And it will come If anything I might have just said has helped you If anything I might have just said helped you just carry on Your rise uphill may no longer seem a struggle And your appetite for pain may all but be gone I hope for you and cannot stop at hoping Until that smile has once again returned to your face There's no such thing as a failure who keeps trying Coasting to the bottom is the only disgrace Just wait Just wait Just wait And it will come Just wait Just wait Just wait And it will come Just wait Just wait Just wait And it will come |
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from Blues Traveler - Bridge (2001)
Just another one, four, five about as cute as can be
And danceable but I don't really care I was just glad I'm alive and I had nothing else to do And besides, the beat was already there Oh, that's right, no it wasn't me, I didn't do it Say what you will but you can't blame a thing on me And really even if you could I said “I couldn't care less” Not now, not today, this morning you got me feeling free Yeah, just me This one's, this one's just for me Yeah, yeah, just me Oh, some things, some things are just for me I swear to God I took a walk and it occurred to me while I was outside That if I was looking for a miracle I might do well to look up to the sky The dawn bringing open the day you'd say that it was blinding me But still I had to stop right there and wonder why Now, I know for certain, ‘cause I've been around That the sun shines every day, even though you might not get to see No matter who, no matter where, no matter weather permitting The miracle is that sometimes it can burn just for you Or just me Oh, this one's burning just for me Yeah, yeah, yeah me Oh, some things, some things are just for me I wrote the editor for some news print shots But he just sent me some old forget-me-nots And this ain't Vegas but I've played the slots So I figure on dropping one coin in And some old Seminole yelled “look out below” You know long ago they wouldn't let him go But now they're laying low in Idaho And so Geronimo, he finally gets to win Or lose, who cares about the news We all live and schmooze, as we choose The effort's always in the details I've put in my time I bump and grind and rise and shine I whine and whine and pine and ache like everybody else Yeah, me Oh, this one's, this one's just for me Yeah, yeah, yeah me Oh, some things, some things are just for me Yeah, yeah, yeah me Oh, this one's, this one's just for me Yeah, me Oh, some things, some things are just for me Just another one, four, five about as cute as can be And danceable but I don't really care |
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from Blues Traveler - Travelogue: Blues Traveler Classics (2002)
Just another one, four, five about as cute as can be
And danceable but I don't really care I was just glad I'm alive and I had nothing else to do And besides, the beat was already there Oh, that's right, no it wasn't me, I didn't do it Say what you will but you can't blame a thing on me And really even if you could I said “I couldn't care less” Not now, not today, this morning you got me feeling free Yeah, just me This one's, this one's just for me Yeah, yeah, just me Oh, some things, some things are just for me I swear to God I took a walk and it occurred to me while I was outside That if I was looking for a miracle I might do well to look up to the sky The dawn bringing open the day you'd say that it was blinding me But still I had to stop right there and wonder why Now, I know for certain, ‘cause I've been around That the sun shines every day, even though you might not get to see No matter who, no matter where, no matter weather permitting The miracle is that sometimes it can burn just for you Or just me Oh, this one's burning just for me Yeah, yeah, yeah me Oh, some things, some things are just for me I wrote the editor for some news print shots But he just sent me some old forget-me-nots And this ain't Vegas but I've played the slots So I figure on dropping one coin in And some old Seminole yelled “look out below” You know long ago they wouldn't let him go But now they're laying low in Idaho And so Geronimo, he finally gets to win Or lose, who cares about the news We all live and schmooze, as we choose The effort's always in the details I've put in my time I bump and grind and rise and shine I whine and whine and pine and ache like everybody else Yeah, me Oh, this one's, this one's just for me Yeah, yeah, yeah me Oh, some things, some things are just for me Yeah, yeah, yeah me Oh, this one's, this one's just for me Yeah, me Oh, some things, some things are just for me Just another one, four, five about as cute as can be And danceable but I don't really care |
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from Blues Traveler - Travelers & Thieves (2001)
Ivory Tusk, smash into thine own
To show thee fit to continue I weep for them and I weep for me We rally to charge to die And laugh when it's through Well rise and walk now you're a man Don't try to play catch me if you can Just do as you're told son you must abide Have you gone crazy it never was a free ride Just take yo medicine and help it go down Do as you're told boy no need to frown You know it happened to me and your granddad too Not a goddamn any one can do Well sir I don't know but I hear them say If there's no free ride then ride away And it could be me, and it could be strange But keep hearing voices singing "comes a change" Blood drop spill unto the parched earth And nourish that which is hungry Feast well avenging madness Then call your buzzards down to clean the carcass Well your life's not yours it's everyone's So do the right thing and go for your guns It's how the world was saved and how the west was won So here he comes now you gotta stand or run Just level your iron boy and sight him in You ain't out to die boy You're out to win You know you hate him, you must know he hates you Not a goddamn anyone can do Well if my life is everyone's well good that's fine But you've yet to prove that that makes his life mine And it could be me and I could be strange But I keep hearing voices singing "comes a change" Like rain and thunder washing everything away That's what I hear them say You might just prefer to pray It's the same thing anyway Ivory Tusk, smash into thine own To show thee fit to continue I weep for them and I weep for me We rally to charge to die And laugh when it's through Well sir I don't know but I hear them say If there is no free ride then ride away And it could be me, and it could be strange But keep hearing voices singing "comes a change" Like rain and thunder washing everything away That's what I hear them say You might just prefer to pray Like rain and thunder washing everything away That's what I hear them say You might just prefer to pray |
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from John Lennon - Working Class Hero [tribute] (1995)
Imagine there's no heaven - it's easy if you try
No hell below us, above us, only sky Imagine all the people, living for today Imagine there's no country - I wonder if you do? Nothing to kill or die for; no religion, too Imagine all the people, living life in peace, you-hoo You may say I'm a dreamer But I'm not the only one I hope that you will join us And the world would live as one Imagine no possessions - I wonder if you can? Nothing to keep only from greed or hunger - a brotherhood of man Imagine all the people, sharing all the world, you-hoo You may say that I'm a dreamer But I'm not the only one I hope that you will join us And the world would live as one |
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from Blues Traveler - Travelers & Thieves (2001)
Picture a spinning toy laden with adventure
Coupled with the things I've told And a dream can be as one I have my moments now and again I said, I have my moments now and again Started in a dream Wound him up on a baseball team Took it on the road A B-17 with a hefty load Full of cargo and of spice Yeah, a pirate ship who craves advice From the likes of Peter Pan You know, I hear he's wanted by the law again Picture a spinning toy laden with adventure Coupled with the things I've told And a dream can be as one I have my moments now and again I said, I have my moments now and again Now the tiger's got his eye What shall we do? Oh me, oh my Better hide your daughters Yeah, we're in shark infested waters But the children can't be harmed Yeah, they are on to you and heavily armed With a leaf and a kazoo How can they be of use to you? Take me, take me for a ride On the biggest, largest vehicle you can ever Possibly imagine Get the keys, let's go Drive Gonna ride off in the sunrise Gotta win a Nobel Prize Gee, I wonder what we'll say Do our homework on the way Gonna meet the King of France Tell him, “Je n'ai pas de pantelons” Give his cigar a light Then slip away unnoticed into the night Picture a spinning toy laden with adventure Coupled with the things I've told And a dream can be as one And I have my moments now and again I said, I have my moments now and again I said, I have my moments now and again |
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from John Lennon - Working Class Hero [tribute] (1995)
I told you before, stay away from my door
Don't give me that brother, brother, brother, brother The freaks on the phone, won't leave me alone So don't give me that brother, brother, brother, brother No! I, I found out! I, I found out! Now that I showed you what I been through Don't take nobody's word what you can do There ain't no Jesus gonna come from the sky Now that I found out I know I can cry I, I found out! I, I found out! Some of you sitting there with your cock in your hand Don't get you nowhere don't make you a man I heard something 'bout my Ma and my Pa They didn't want me so they made me a star I, I found out! I, I found out! Old Hare Krishna got nothing on you Just keep you crazy with nothing to do Keep you occupied with pie in the sky There ain't no guru who can see through your eyes I, I found out! I, I found out! I've seen through junkies, I've been through it all I seen religion from Jesus to Paul Don't let them fool you with dope and cocaine No one can harm you, feel your own pain I, I found out! I, I found this out! I, I found out! |
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