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from Counting Crows - Saturday Nights And Sunday Mornings (2008)
I'm a Russian Jew American,
Impersonating African Jamaican, What I want to be is an Indian, I'm gonna be a cowboy in the end, I guess I bought a gun, 'Cause it impresses all the little girls I see, And then they all wanna sleep with me. Oh where did we disappear? Into the silence that surrounds us, And then drowns us in the end, Where are these people who impersonate our friends? Say come again, come again, come again. Into the dark Italian underground, With disco lights and disco sounds, And skinny girls who drink champagne, Then they take me on their knees again, And pull me up and out the door, To railway cars and tranny-whores, And mornings spreading out across, The feathered thighs of angels. Oh were did we disappear, To the silence that surrounds us, And then drowns us in the end, Will they try to push you out to keep you in? I say come again, come again, come again. In 1492, Columbus sailed the ocean blue, In 1493, he came home across the deep blue sea, In 1494, he did it with the girl next door, In 1495, he barely made it out alive, In 1964, these sailors left me at the door, In 1970, some people got their hands on me, And I'm the king of everything, And I'm the king of nothing, nothing, And I am the king of everything, I am the king of nothing. Oh where did we disappear, To the silence that surrounds us, And then drowns us in the end, Where are these people who impersonate our friends? I say come again, come again, come again. Oh where did we disappear, To the silence that surrounds us, And then drowns us in the end, Where they try to get you out to get you in, And all these people who impersonate our friends, Say come again, come again, come again, Come again, come again. |
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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
She had four white stallions coming around the bend,
Four strong angels at her command ascend, Four more seasons for all that's broken to mend. And I got four good reasons, why I, Can't go back there again. She had skin like a statue, milky white and pure, Carved by an artist, whose hand is demure, Got a mind like a sabre, razor sharp and sure. And god how I hate myself for, Still wanting her. Damn these nights of dreaming, vision soft and sure, Now I'll wait to find there's nothing left of me and her, Nothing more than a heart still at war. She had four white stallions coming up around the bend, Four strong angels, already sent. Four more seasons for all that's broken to mend. I got four good reasons why I, Can't go back there again. Yeah, I got four good reasons why I, Can't go back there again. And I got four more seasons for all, That's broken to mend. |
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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
She had four white stallions coming around the bend,
Four strong angels at her command ascend, Four more seasons for all that's broken to mend. And I got four good reasons, why I, Can't go back there again. She had skin like a statue, milky white and pure, Carved by an artist, whose hand is demure, Got a mind like a sabre, razor sharp and sure. And god how I hate myself for, Still wanting her. Damn these nights of dreaming, vision soft and sure, Now I'll wait to find there's nothing left of me and her, Nothing more than a heart still at war. She had four white stallions coming up around the bend, Four strong angels, already sent. Four more seasons for all that's broken to mend. I got four good reasons why I, Can't go back there again. Yeah, I got four good reasons why I, Can't go back there again. And I got four more seasons for all, That's broken to mend. |
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from Counting Crows - New Amsterdam Live At Heineken Music Hall February 6, 2003 [live] (2006)
She had four white stallions coming around the bend,
Four strong angels at her command ascend, Four more seasons for all that's broken to mend. And I got four good reasons, why I, Can't go back there again. She had skin like a statue, milky white and pure, Carved by an artist, whose hand is demure, Got a mind like a sabre, razor sharp and sure. And god how I hate myself for, Still wanting her. Damn these nights of dreaming, vision soft and sure, Now I'll wait to find there's nothing left of me and her, Nothing more than a heart still at war. She had four white stallions coming up around the bend, Four strong angels, already sent. Four more seasons for all that's broken to mend. I got four good reasons why I, Can't go back there again. Yeah, I got four good reasons why I, Can't go back there again. And I got four more seasons for all, That's broken to mend. |
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from Counting Crows - Recovering The Satellites (1996)
A long December and there's reason to believe Maybe this year will be better than the last I can't remember the last thing that you said as you were leavin' Now the days go by so fast And it's one more day up in the canyons And it's one more night in Hollywood If you think that I could be forgiven...I wish you would The smell of hospitals in winter And the feeling that it's all a lot of oysters, but no pearls All at once you look across a crowded room To see the way that light attaches to a girl And it's one more day up in the canyons And it's one more night in Hollywood If you think you might come to California...I think you should Drove up to Hillside Manor sometime after two a.m. And talked a little while about the year I guess the winter makes you laugh a little slower, Makes you talk a little lower about the things you could not show her And it's been a long December and there's reason to believe Maybe this year will be better than the last I can't remember all the times I tried to tell my myself To hold on to these moments as they pass And it's one more day up in the canyon And it's one more night in Hollywood It's been so long since I've seen the ocean...I guess I should |
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from Counting Crows - Across A Wire - Live From New York [live] (2006)
A long December, and there's reason to believe,
Maybe this year will be better than the last, I can't remember the last thing that you said as you were leavin' Now the days go by so fast. And it's one more day up in the canyon, And it's one more night in Hollywood, If you think that I could be forgiven, I wish you would. The smell of hospitals in winter, And the feeling that its all a lot of oysters, but no pearls, All at once you look across a crowded room, To see the way that light attaches to a girl. And it's one more day up in the canyon, And it's one more night in Hollywood, If you think you might come to California, I think you should. Drove up to Hillside Manor sometime after two AM, And talked a little while about the year, I guess the winter makes you laugh a little slower, Makes you talk a little lower, About the things you could not show her. And its been a long December, and there's reason to believe, Maybe this year will be better than the last, I can't remember all the times I tried to tell myself, To hold on to these moments as they pass. And it's one more day up in the canyon, And it's one more night in Hollywood, It's been so long since I've seen the ocean, I guess I should |
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from Counting Crows - August & Everything After (1993)
Blue morning Blue morning Wrapped in strands of fist and bone Curiosity, Kitten, doesn't have to mean you're on your own Your can look outside your window He doesn't have to know We can talk awhile, baby We can take it nice and slow All your life is such a shame All your love is just a dream Are you happy where you're sleeping? Does he keep you safe and warm? Does he tell you when you're sorry? Does he tell you when you're wrong? I've been watching you for hours It's been years since we were born We were perfect when we started I've been wondering where we've gone All your life is such a shame All your love is just a dream I dreamt I saw you walking up a hillside in the snow Casting shadows on the winter sky as you stood there counting crows One for sorrow Two for joy Three for girls and four for boys Five for silver Six for gold and Seven for a secret never to be told There's a bird that nests inside you Sleeping underneath your skin When you open up your wings to speak I wish you'd let me in All your life is such a shame All your love is just a dream Open up your eyes You can see the flames of your wasted life You should be ashamed You don't want to waste your life I walk along these hillsides in the summer 'neath the sunshine I am feathered by the moonlight falling down on me Change |
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from Counting Crows - Across A Wire - Live From New York [live] (2006)
Blue morning
Wrapped in strands of fist and bone Curiosity Kitten Doesn't have to mean you're on your own You can look outside your window He doesn't have to know We can talk a while baby We can take it nice and slow All your life is such a shame All your love is just a dream Well are you happy where you're sleeping Does he keep you safe and warm Does he tell you when you're sorry Does he tell you when you're wrong? Well, I've been watching you for hours It's been years since we were born We were perfect when we started I've been wondering where we've gone All your life is such a shame All your love is just a dream Well I dreamt I saw you walkin' Up a hillside in the snow Casting shadows on the winter sky As you stood there counting crows One for sorrow Two for joy Three for girls and four for boys Five for silver Six for gold Seven for a secret never to be told Well there's a bird that nests inside you Sleeping underneath your skin When you open up your wings to speak I wish you'd let me in. All your life is such a shame All your love is just a dream Open up your eyes You can see the flames of your wasted life You should be ashamed And you don't want to waste your life baby You don't wanna waste your life now darlin' You don't wanna waste your life baby You don't wanna waste your life now darlin' And you don't wanna waste your life now baby, I said you don't wanna waste your life now darlin' You don't wanna waste your life now baby You don't wanna You don't wanna waste your life now darlin' Change I said I will walk along these hillsides in the summer 'neath the sunshine, I am feathered by the moonlight fallin' down on me, I said I will walk along these hillsides in the summer 'neath the sunshine, I am feathered by the moonlight Change |
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from Shrek 2 (슈렉 2) [ost] (2004)
So she said what's the problem baby?
What's the problem I don't know well maybe I'm in love Think about it every time I think about it Can't stop think about it How much longer will you take to cure this? Just cure 'cause I can't ignore it if is love Makes me wanna turn around and face me but I don't know nothing 'bout love oh oh oh Come on come on turn a little faster Come on come on the world will follo after Come on come on 'cause everybody's after l~o~ve So I said I'm a snow ball running Running down into the spring that coming all this love Melting on the blue sky Belting out sunlight Shivering love well baby I surrender to the strawbarry ice cream Never ever end of all this love Well I didn't mean to do it but there is no escaping your love oh oh oh little minds of night need with never alone never alone no no Come on come on move a little closer Come on come on I wanna hear you whisper Come on come on settle doen inside of my love Come on come on jump a little higher Come on come on if you feel a little lighter Come on come on we were once upon a time in l-o-ve Accidentally in love Accidentally in love Accidentally in love Accidentally in love Accidentally in love Accidentally in love Accidentally in love Accidentally in love Accidentally, I’m in love I'm in love I'm in love I’m in love I'm in love I'm in love I’m in love I'm in love I'm in love I’m in love I'm in love I'm in love Accidentally, come on come on spin a little tighter Come on come on and the world is a little brighter Come on come on, just get yourself inside of my love I’m in love~ |
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from Shrek + Shrek 2 (슈렉 1 + 슈렉 2) [box, ost] (2005)
So she said what's the problem baby?
What's the problem I don't know well maybe I'm in love Think about it every time I think about it Can't stop think about it How much longer will you take to cure this? Just cure 'cause I can't ignore it if is love Makes me wanna turn around and face me but I don't know nothing 'bout love oh oh oh Come on come on turn a little faster Come on come on the world will follo after Come on come on 'cause everybody's after l~o~ve So I said I'm a snow ball running Running down into the spring that coming all this love Melting on the blue sky Belting out sunlight Shivering love well baby I surrender to the strawbarry ice cream Never ever end of all this love Well I didn't mean to do it but there is no escaping your love oh oh oh little minds of night need with never alone never alone no no Come on come on move a little closer Come on come on I wanna hear you whisper Come on come on settle doen inside of my love Come on come on jump a little higher Come on come on if you feel a little lighter Come on come on we were once upon a time in l-o-ve Accidentally in love Accidentally in love Accidentally in love Accidentally in love Accidentally in love Accidentally in love Accidentally in love Accidentally in love Accidentally, I’m in love I'm in love I'm in love I’m in love I'm in love I'm in love I’m in love I'm in love I'm in love I’m in love I'm in love I'm in love Accidentally, come on come on spin a little tighter Come on come on and the world is a little brighter Come on come on, just get yourself inside of my love I’m in love~ |
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from Counting Crows - Underwater Sunshine (Or What We Did On Our Summer Vacation) (2012) | |||||
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from Counting Crows - This Desert Life (1999)
Thought I might get a rocket ride
When I was a child but it was a lie That I told myself when I needed something good At seventeen, had a better dream. Now I'm thirty-three and it isn't me But I'd think of something better if I could All my friends and lovers leave me behind I'm still looking for a girl One way or another I'm just hoping to find a way To put my feet out in the world Caught some grief from a falling leaf As she tumbled down to the dirty ground Said I should have put her back there if I could But everyone needs a better day And I'm trying to find me a better way To get from the things I do to the things I should All my friends and lovers leave me alone To try to have a little fun One way or another I just wish I had known To go out walking in the sun And find out if you were the one Does it make you wanna come a little closer now? And did you wanna dance with me? Did you wanna hum a little harder now? Can you see her waiting there? Can you see her? Because I'm almost there Can you see her waiting there for someone like me? All you want is a beauty queen Not a superstar but everybody's dream machine All you want is a place to lay your head You go to sleep dreaming how you would Be a different kind if you thought you could But you come awake the way you are instead All my friends and lovers shine like the sun I just turn and walk away One way or another I'm not coming undone I'm just waiting for the day |
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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
She comes out on Fridays every time,
Stands out in a line, I could've been anyone she'd seen, She waits another week to fall apart, She couldn't make another day, I wish it was anyone but me, I could have been anyone you see, She had something breakable just under her skin. American girls, all weather and noise, Playing the changes for all of the boys, Holding a candle, up to my hand, Making me feel so incredible. She comes out of closets every night, But then she locks herself away, Where she could keep everything from me, I could have been anyone you see, She's nothing but porcelain underneath her skin. American girls, all weather and noise, Playing the changes for all of the boys, Holding a candle right up to my hand, Making me feel so incredible. Little shivers shaking me every day, But I could get the same thing anywhere, So if she goes away, well, It's all right and I'm okay, Hey, she said, come back again tonight, And I said I might, I might, I might, She said well that's all right, If it's alright, if it's alright with you, Then it's alright, it's alright with me. I waited for an hour last Friday night, She never came around, She took almost everything from me, I'm going through my closet, Trying on her clothes, almost every day, I could've been anyone you see, I wish it was anyone but me, There's nothing but pills and ashes under my skin. American girls, all weather and noise, Playing the changes for all of the boys, Holding a candle right up to my hand, Making me feel so incredible. If I made you cry, please tell me why, 'Cause I'll try again if you let me try, American girls all feathers and cream, Coming into bed so edible. American girls oh, American girls, American girls, oh, oh, oh, oh, American girls oh, American girls, American girls, oh, oh, oh, oh, You make me cry, You make me cry, You make me cry, Yeah, you made me cry, You make me cry, Hey, miss American girl, oh, Oh, oh, yeah. |
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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
She comes out on Fridays every time,
Stands out in a line, I could've been anyone she'd seen, She waits another week to fall apart, She couldn't make another day, I wish it was anyone but me, I could have been anyone you see, She had something breakable just under her skin. American girls, all weather and noise, Playing the changes for all of the boys, Holding a candle, up to my hand, Making me feel so incredible. She comes out of closets every night, But then she locks herself away, Where she could keep everything from me, I could have been anyone you see, She's nothing but porcelain underneath her skin. American girls, all weather and noise, Playing the changes for all of the boys, Holding a candle right up to my hand, Making me feel so incredible. Little shivers shaking me every day, But I could get the same thing anywhere, So if she goes away, well, It's all right and I'm okay, Hey, she said, come back again tonight, And I said I might, I might, I might, She said well that's all right, If it's alright, if it's alright with you, Then it's alright, it's alright with me. I waited for an hour last Friday night, She never came around, She took almost everything from me, I'm going through my closet, Trying on her clothes, almost every day, I could've been anyone you see, I wish it was anyone but me, There's nothing but pills and ashes under my skin. American girls, all weather and noise, Playing the changes for all of the boys, Holding a candle right up to my hand, Making me feel so incredible. If I made you cry, please tell me why, 'Cause I'll try again if you let me try, American girls all feathers and cream, Coming into bed so edible. American girls oh, American girls, American girls, oh, oh, oh, oh, American girls oh, American girls, American girls, oh, oh, oh, oh, You make me cry, You make me cry, You make me cry, Yeah, you made me cry, You make me cry, Hey, miss American girl, oh, Oh, oh, yeah. |
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from Counting Crows - Underwater Sunshine (Or What We Did On Our Summer Vacation) (2012) | |||||
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from Counting Crows - This Desert Life (1999)
If I could make it rain today
And wash away this sunny day down to the gutter I would Just to get a change of pace Things are getting worse but I feel a lot better And that's all that really matters to me Amy hit the atmosphere Caught herself a rocket ride out of this gutter and She's never coming back, I fear But any time it rains, She just feels a lot better And that's all that really matters to me We've waited so long for someone to take us back home It just takes so long And meanwhile the days go drifting away And some of us sink like a stone Waiting for mothers to come There has to be a change, I'm sure Today was just a day fading into another And that can't be what a life is for The only thing she said was she feels a lot better And that's all that really matters to me |
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from Counting Crows - Recovering The Satellites (1996)
Well I guess you left me with some feathers in my hand Did it make it any easier to leave me where I stand? I guess there might not be too many who would stand beside you now Where'd you come from? Where am I going? Why'd you leave me 'till I'm only good for ... Waiting for you All my sins ... I said that I would pay for them if I could come back to you All my innocence is wasted on the dead and dreaming Every night these silhouettes appear above my head Little angels of the silences that climb into my bed and whisper Every time I fall asleep Every time I dream Did you come? Would you lie? Why'd you leave us 'till we're only good for ... Waiting for you All my sins ... I said that I would pay for them if I could come back to you All my innocence is wasted on the dead and dreaming I dream of Michelangelo when I'm lying in my bed Little angels hang above my head and read me like an open book Suck my blood break my nerve offer me their arms Well, I will not be an enemy of anything I'll only stand here Waiting for you All my sins ... I said that I would pay for them if I could come back to you All my innocence is wasted on the dead and dreaming I'm gone, I'm gone, I'll leave the day I'm gone I'm gone, I'm gone, take me away I'm gone, I'm gone, I'll leave the day I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone I'm gone |
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from Counting Crows - Across A Wire - Live From New York [live] (2006)
Well I guess you left me with some feathers in my hand,
Did it make it any easier to leave me where I stand? I guess there might not be too many, Who would stand beside you now, Where'd you come from? Where am I going? Why'd you leave me 'til I'm only good for. Waiting for you, all my sins, I said that I would pay for them, If I could come back to you, All my innocence is wasted on, The dead and dreaming. Every night these silhouettes appear above my head, Little angels of the silences that climb into my bed and whisper, Every time I fall asleep, every time I dream, Did you come? Would you lie? Why'd you leave us 'til we're only good for. Waiting for you, all my sins, I said that I would pay for them, If I could come back to you, All my innocence is wasted on, The dead and dreaming. I dream of Michelangelo when I'm lying in my bed, Little angels hang above my head and read me like an open book, And suck my blood, break my nerve, offer me their arms, Well I will not be an enemy of anything, I'll only stand here. Waiting for you, all my sins, I said that I would pay for them, If I could come back to you, All my innocence is wasted on, The dead and dreaming. I'm gone, I'm gone, I'll leave the day I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone, take me away, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'll leave the day, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone. |
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from Counting Crows - Across A Wire - Live From New York [live] (2006)
Well I guess you left me with some feathers in my hand,
Did it make it any easier to leave me where I stand? I guess there might not be too many, Who would stand beside you now, Where'd you come from? Where am I going? Why'd you leave me 'til I'm only good for. Waiting for you, all my sins, I said that I would pay for them, If I could come back to you, All my innocence is wasted on, The dead and dreaming. Every night these silhouettes appear above my head, Little angels of the silences that climb into my bed and whisper, Every time I fall asleep, every time I dream, Did you come? Would you lie? Why'd you leave us 'til we're only good for. Waiting for you, all my sins, I said that I would pay for them, If I could come back to you, All my innocence is wasted on, The dead and dreaming. I dream of Michelangelo when I'm lying in my bed, Little angels hang above my head and read me like an open book, And suck my blood, break my nerve, offer me their arms, Well I will not be an enemy of anything, I'll only stand here. Waiting for you, all my sins, I said that I would pay for them, If I could come back to you, All my innocence is wasted on, The dead and dreaming. I'm gone, I'm gone, I'll leave the day I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone, take me away, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'll leave the day, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone. |
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from Counting Crows - Across A Wire - Live From New York [live] (2006)
Well I guess you left me with some feathers in my hand,
Did it make it any easier to leave me where I stand? I guess there might not be too many, Who would stand beside you now, Where'd you come from? Where am I going? Why'd you leave me 'til I'm only good for. Waiting for you, all my sins, I said that I would pay for them, If I could come back to you, All my innocence is wasted on, The dead and dreaming. Every night these silhouettes appear above my head, Little angels of the silences that climb into my bed and whisper, Every time I fall asleep, every time I dream, Did you come? Would you lie? Why'd you leave us 'til we're only good for. Waiting for you, all my sins, I said that I would pay for them, If I could come back to you, All my innocence is wasted on, The dead and dreaming. I dream of Michelangelo when I'm lying in my bed, Little angels hang above my head and read me like an open book, And suck my blood, break my nerve, offer me their arms, Well I will not be an enemy of anything, I'll only stand here. Waiting for you, all my sins, I said that I would pay for them, If I could come back to you, All my innocence is wasted on, The dead and dreaming. I'm gone, I'm gone, I'll leave the day I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone, take me away, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'll leave the day, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone. |
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from Counting Crows - Across A Wire - Live From New York [live] (2006)
Well I guess you left me with some feathers in my hand,
Did it make it any easier to leave me where I stand? I guess there might not be too many, Who would stand beside you now, Where'd you come from? Where am I going? Why'd you leave me 'til I'm only good for. Waiting for you, all my sins, I said that I would pay for them, If I could come back to you, All my innocence is wasted on, The dead and dreaming. Every night these silhouettes appear above my head, Little angels of the silences that climb into my bed and whisper, Every time I fall asleep, every time I dream, Did you come? Would you lie? Why'd you leave us 'til we're only good for. Waiting for you, all my sins, I said that I would pay for them, If I could come back to you, All my innocence is wasted on, The dead and dreaming. I dream of Michelangelo when I'm lying in my bed, Little angels hang above my head and read me like an open book, And suck my blood, break my nerve, offer me their arms, Well I will not be an enemy of anything, I'll only stand here. Waiting for you, all my sins, I said that I would pay for them, If I could come back to you, All my innocence is wasted on, The dead and dreaming. I'm gone, I'm gone, I'll leave the day I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone, take me away, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'll leave the day, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone. |
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from Counting Crows - August & Everything After (1993)
My friend assures me "it's all or nothing" I am not worried- i am not overly concerned My friend implores me " for one time only, Make an exception." i am not not worried Wrap her up in a package of lies Send her off to a coconut island I am not worried - i am not overly concerned With the status of my emotions "oh", she says, "were changing." But were always changing It does not bother me to say this isn't love Because if you don't want to talk about it then it isn't love And i guess i'm going to have to live that But, i'm sure there's something in a shade of gray Or something in between And i can always change my name if that's what you mean My friend assures me "it's all or nothing' But i am not really worried I am not overly concerned You try to tell your self the things you try tell your self to make Yourself forget To make your self forget I am not worried "if it's love" she said, "then were gonna have to think about the Consequences" She can't stop shaking and i can t stop touching her and..... This time when kindness falls like rain It washes her away and anna begins to change her mind "these seconds when i'm shaking leave me shuddering For days" she says. And i'm not ready for this sort of thing But i'm not gonna break And i'm not going to worry about it anymore I'm not gonna bend. and i'm not gonna break and I'm not gonna worry about it anymore It seems like i should say "as long as this is love..." But it's not all that easy so maybe i should just Snap her up in a butterfly net- Pin her down on a photograph album I am not worried I've done this sort of thing before But then i start to think about the consequences Because i don't get no sleep in a quiet room and... The time when kindness falls like rain It washes me away and anna begins change my mind And every time she sneezes i believe it's love And oh lord.... i'm not ready for this sort of thing She s talking in her sleep-it s keeping me awake And anna begins to toss and turn And every word is nonsense but i understand it and Oh lord. i m not ready for this sort of thing Her kindness bangs a gong It's moving me along and anna begins to fade away It s chasing me away. she dissappears, and oh lord i'm not ready for this sort of thing |
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from Counting Crows - Across A Wire - Live From New York [live] (2006)
A friend assures me, "It's all or nothing"
I am not worried, I am not overly concerned. My friend implores me, "For one time only, make an exception." I am not worried. Wrap her up in a package of lies, Send her off to a coconut island. I am not worried, I am not overly concerned with the status of my emotions "Oh," she says, "you're changing." We're always changing... It does not bother me to say this isn't love. Because if you don't want to talk about it then it isn't love. And I guess I'm gonna have to live with that. But I'm sure there's something in a shade of grey, Or something in between, And I can always change my name If that's what you mean. My friend assures me, "It's all or nothing." But I am not really worried, I am not overly concerned. You try to tell yourself the things you try to tell yourself To make yourself forget. To make yourself forget. I am not worred. "If it's love" she said, "then we're gonna have to think about the consequences." But she can't stop shaking and I can't stop touching her and... This time when kindness falls like rain It washes her away. And Anna begins to change her mind "These seconds when I'm shaking leave me shuddering for days," she says And I'm not ready for this sort of thing. But I'm not gonna break and I'm not gonna worry about it anymore. I'm not gonna bend, and I'm not gonna break. And I'm not going to worry about it anymore. It seems like I should say, "As long as this is love..." But it's not all that easy, so maybe I should Snap her up in a butterfly net and pin her down on a photograph album. I am not worried cuz I've done this sort of thing before. But then I start to think about the consequences, And I dont't get no sleep in a quiet room and... This time when kindness falls like rain It washes me away. And Anna begins to change her mind. And everytime she sneezes I believe it's love and, Oh lord, I'm not ready for this sort of thing. She's talking in her sleep. It's keeping me awake. And Anna begins to toos and turn And every word is nonsense but I understand and Oh lord, I'm not ready for this sort of thing. Her kindness bangs a gong, It's moving me along. And Anna begins to fade away. Its chasing me away. She disappears, and Oh lord, I'm not ready for this sort of thing. |
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from Counting Crows - Recovering The Satellites (1996)
Margery's dreaming of the middle of the day Tiyuri to win Perfect Dozen to place money is the matter that's been on her mind time ticks by her one race at a time She's tryin' to be a good girl And give 'em what they want But Margery's dreaming of horses Lookin' at a green sky Sun like a red eye Bright blue horses are the fortune she lives by She's tired and lonely Scared and depressed Her visions of one day go racing the next She's trying to be a good girl And give 'em what they want But Margery's dreaming of horses Margie doesn't say anything all the way home So afraid she'll awake to find she's all alone Margery's wingspan's all feathers and coke cans, and TV dinners and letters she won't send, and Every race night is shot through with sunlight Trying to hit the big one one last time tonight for... Drunken fathers and stupid mothers and Boys who can't tell one girl from another So she takes her pills Careful and round One of these days she's gonna throw the whole bottle down But she's trying to be a good girl And give 'em what they want But Margery's dreaming of... Trying to be a good girl And give 'em what they want But Margery's dreaming of horses |
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from Counting Crows - Saturday Nights And Sunday Mornings (2008)
I'm always thinking, of someone new,
I'm never sitting, okay with you, There's always something, else on my mind, There's always something, I can't find. You think about anything you can, I think about you, I'll think about anything it's true. I'm almost perfect, some of the time, I'm also sinking, some of the time, I'm almost ready, yeah it's almost true, For almost anyone but you. You think about anything you can, I think about you, I think about everything it's true, true, true. I'm always sinking, beneath the sand, You're holding nothing in your hand. You think about anything you can, I think about you, But I'll think about anything it's true, true, true, True, true, true, true, true, true, true, true, true. |
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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
They paved paradise And put up a parking lot With a pink hotel, a boutique And a swinging hot spot Don't it always seem to go And you don't know what you've got 'till it's gone They paved paradise And put up a parking lot They took all the trees And put 'em in a tree museum And they charged the people A dollar and a half to seem them Now, now, now Don't it always seem to go And you don't know what you've got 'till it's gone They paved paradise And put up a parking lot Hey Farmer Farmer Put away your DDT I don't care about spots on my apples Leave me the birds and the bees Please! Don't it always seem to go And you don't know what you've got 'till it's gone They paved paradise And put up a parking lot Hey now They paved paradise To put up a parking lot Why not? Listen late last night I heard the screen door slam And a big yellow taxi Took my girl away Now, don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got 'till it's gone They paved paradise And put up a parking lot Hey now, now Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got 'till it's gone They paved paradise To put up a parking lot Why not, They paved paradise To put a parking lot Hey hey hey Paved paradise Put up a parking lot I dont want give it- Why you want give it Why you want givin it all away? Hey, hey, hey Now you want give it Ah she wanna give it Why she givin it all away Now, now, now I don't want give it- Why you want give it Why you want givin it all away? Givin it all, givin it all away Yeah, yeah 'Cause she givin it all away Hey, hey, yeah Hey pave paradise Put up a parking lot Pave paradise Put up a parking lot
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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
With a pink hotel, a boutique, and a swinging hot spot Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop, shoobopbopbop They took all the trees and put 'em in a tree museum And then they charged all the poeple twentyfive bucks just to see 'em Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop, shoobopbopbop Hey farmer, farmer, put away your DDT now Give me spots on my apples but leave me the birds and the bees, please Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and they put up a parking lot I say, they paved paradise and they put up a parking lot Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and they put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop Late last night I heard the screen door slam And a big yellow taxi carried off my old man Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and they put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and they put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop Oh, now, they paved paradise and they put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop Hey, steam rolled paradise and put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop |
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from Counting Crows - Big Yellow Taxi [single] (2003)
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
With a pink hotel, a boutique, and a swinging hot spot Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop, shoobopbopbop They took all the trees and put 'em in a tree museum And then they charged all the poeple twentyfive bucks just to see 'em Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop, shoobopbopbop Hey farmer, farmer, put away your DDT now Give me spots on my apples but leave me the birds and the bees, please Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and they put up a parking lot I say, they paved paradise and they put up a parking lot Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and they put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop Late last night I heard the screen door slam And a big yellow taxi carried off my old man Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and they put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and they put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop Oh, now, they paved paradise and they put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop Hey, steam rolled paradise and put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop |
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from Counting Crows - Big Yellow Taxi [single] (2003)
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
With a pink hotel, a boutique, and a swinging hot spot Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop, shoobopbopbop They took all the trees and put 'em in a tree museum And then they charged all the poeple twentyfive bucks just to see 'em Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop, shoobopbopbop Hey farmer, farmer, put away your DDT now Give me spots on my apples but leave me the birds and the bees, please Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and they put up a parking lot I say, they paved paradise and they put up a parking lot Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and they put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop Late last night I heard the screen door slam And a big yellow taxi carried off my old man Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and they put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and they put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop Oh, now, they paved paradise and they put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop Hey, steam rolled paradise and put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop |
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from Counting Crows - Big Yellow Taxi (2006)
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
With a pink hotel, a boutique, and a swinging hot spot Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop, shoobopbopbop They took all the trees and put 'em in a tree museum And then they charged all the poeple twentyfive bucks just to see 'em Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop, shoobopbopbop Hey farmer, farmer, put away your DDT now Give me spots on my apples but leave me the birds and the bees, please Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and they put up a parking lot I say, they paved paradise and they put up a parking lot Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and they put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop Late last night I heard the screen door slam And a big yellow taxi carried off my old man Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and they put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and they put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop Oh, now, they paved paradise and they put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop Hey, steam rolled paradise and put up a parking lot Shoobopbopbopbop |
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from Counting Crows - Big Yellow Taxi (2006)
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot With a pink hotel, a boutique And a swinging hot spot Don't it always seem to go And you don't know what you've got 'till it's gone They paved paradise And put up a parking lot They took all the trees And put 'em in a tree museum And they charged the people A dollar and a half to seem them Now, now, now Don't it always seem to go And you don't know what you've got 'till it's gone They paved paradise And put up a parking lot Hey Farmer Farmer Put away your DDT I don't care about spots on my apples Leave me the birds and the bees Please! Don't it always seem to go And you don't know what you've got 'till it's gone They paved paradise And put up a parking lot Hey now They paved paradise To put up a parking lot Why not? Listen late last night I heard the screen door slam And a big yellow taxi Took my girl away Now, don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got 'till it's gone They paved paradise And put up a parking lot Hey now, now Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got 'till it's gone They paved paradise To put up a parking lot Why not, They paved paradise To put a parking lot Hey hey hey Paved paradise Put up a parking lot I dont want give it- Why you want give it Why you want givin it all away? Hey, hey, hey Now you want give it Ah she wanna give it Why she givin it all away Now, now, now I don't want give it- Why you want give it Why you want givin it all away? Givin it all, givin it all away Yeah, yeah 'Cause she givin it all away Hey, hey, yeah Hey pave paradise Put up a parking lot Pave paradise Put up a parking lot |
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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
Fading everything to black and blue,
You look a lot like you'd, Shatter in the blink of an eye, But you keep sailing right on through, Every time you say you're learning, You just look a lot like me, Pale under the blistering sky, White and red, black and blue. You've been waiting a long time, You've been waiting a long time, To fall down on your knees, Cut your hands, Cut yourself until you bleed, But fall asleep next to me. Wait for everyone to go away, And in a dimly lit, Room where you got nothing to hide, Say your goodbyes, Tell yourself we'll read, A note that says, I'm sorry everyone, I'm tired of feeling nothing, goodbye, Wash your face, dry your eyes, oh. 'Cause you've been waiting a long time, You've been waiting a long, long time, To fall down on your knees, Cut your hands, Cut yourself until you bleed, But fall asleep next to me. And have a dream I'm falling down, On my face, I scrape my knees, I scrape my hands until they bleed, Cause you're fast asleep next to me. Next to me, next to me, next to me. |
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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
Fading everything to black and blue,
You look a lot like you'd, Shatter in the blink of an eye, But you keep sailing right on through, Every time you say you're learning, You just look a lot like me, Pale under the blistering sky, White and red, black and blue. You've been waiting a long time, You've been waiting a long time, To fall down on your knees, Cut your hands, Cut yourself until you bleed, But fall asleep next to me. Wait for everyone to go away, And in a dimly lit, Room where you got nothing to hide, Say your goodbyes, Tell yourself we'll read, A note that says, I'm sorry everyone, I'm tired of feeling nothing, goodbye, Wash your face, dry your eyes, oh. 'Cause you've been waiting a long time, You've been waiting a long, long time, To fall down on your knees, Cut your hands, Cut yourself until you bleed, But fall asleep next to me. And have a dream I'm falling down, On my face, I scrape my knees, I scrape my hands until they bleed, Cause you're fast asleep next to me. Next to me, next to me, next to me. |
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from Counting Crows - New Amsterdam Live At Heineken Music Hall February 6, 2003 [live] (2006)
Catch a boat to England baby,
Maybe to Spain, Wherever I have gone, Wherever I've been and gone, Wherever I have gone, The blues run the game. Send out for whisky baby, Send out for gin, Me and room service honey, Me and room service mama, Me and room service, well, We're living a life of sin. When I ain't drinking baby, You are on my mind, When I ain't sleeping honey, When I ain't sleeping mama, When I ain't sleeping, well, You know you'll find me crying. Catch a boat to England baby, Maybe to Spain, Wherever I have gone, Wherever I've been and gone, Wherever I have gone, The blues run the game. Living is a gamble baby, Loving's much the same, Wherever I have played, Wherever I throw those dice, Wherever I have played, The blues they run the game. Maybe when I'm older baby, Somewhere down the line, I'll wake up older, So much older mama, I'll wake up older, And I'll just stop all my trying. So catch a boat to England baby, Maybe to Spain, Wherever I have gone, Wherever I've been and gone, Wherever I have gone, The blues are all the same. |
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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
Maryann you're better than the world
They took a lot of time getting it right on this girl I said Maryann you're better than the world They did a lot of things right on this girl I had a lot of girlfriends I should have known them Click your heels and count back from three Do you want to go back You should have known that The butterfly in reverse here is me Maryann you're better than the world They took a lot of time getting it right on this girl I said Maryann you're better than the world They did a lot of things right on this girl Where'd you want to go to with nothing beside you But webbing and curfews and rain And everything that hurts you Gets stuffed up inside you Like butterflies with wings or other perfect things We go swimming in the sunshine Dangling from clotheslines Seperate and fall into me And did you ever see me Me absolutely Me but all you but still me Maryann you're better than the world They took a lot of time getting it right on this girl I said Maryann you're better than the world They did a lot of things right on this girl did alot of things right on this [2X] did alot of things right on this girl |
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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
Maryann you're better than the world
They took a lot of time getting it right on this girl I said Maryann you're better than the world They did a lot of things right on this girl I had a lot of girlfriends I should have known them Click your heels and count back from three Do you want to go back You should have known that The butterfly in reverse here is me Maryann you're better than the world They took a lot of time getting it right on this girl I said Maryann you're better than the world They did a lot of things right on this girl Where'd you want to go to with nothing beside you But webbing and curfews and rain And everything that hurts you Gets stuffed up inside you Like butterflies with wings or other perfect things We go swimming in the sunshine Dangling from clotheslines Seperate and fall into me And did you ever see me Me absolutely Me but all you but still me Maryann you're better than the world They took a lot of time getting it right on this girl I said Maryann you're better than the world They did a lot of things right on this girl did alot of things right on this [2X] did alot of things right on this girl |
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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
If anything, it should have been a better thing,
From underneath you staring at the ceiling, There's another world of chocolate bars and baseball cards, That hides inside of all this tension that I'm feeling. But it's all inside of you, Yeah it's all inside of you. Surprise, surprise, I miss your hair, You miss my eyes and all this solitude is my confidence eroding, So we slide inside of someone's mouth and someone's eyes, Until there's a sound of something intimate exploding. But it's all inside of you, Yeah it's all inside of you, Oh it's all inside of you, Yeah it's all inside of you. I wish that I was anaesthetized and sterilized and then, We wouldn't have this evidence congealing, Surprise, surprise, another pair of lips and eyes, And that is the consequence of actually feeling. It was all inside of you, It was all inside of you, It was all inside of you, It was all inside of you. |
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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
If anything, it should have been a better thing,
From underneath you staring at the ceiling, There's another world of chocolate bars and baseball cards, That hides inside of all this tension that I'm feeling. But it's all inside of you, Yeah it's all inside of you. Surprise, surprise, I miss your hair, You miss my eyes and all this solitude is my confidence eroding, So we slide inside of someone's mouth and someone's eyes, Until there's a sound of something intimate exploding. But it's all inside of you, Yeah it's all inside of you, Oh it's all inside of you, Yeah it's all inside of you. I wish that I was anaesthetized and sterilized and then, We wouldn't have this evidence congealing, Surprise, surprise, another pair of lips and eyes, And that is the consequence of actually feeling. It was all inside of you, It was all inside of you, It was all inside of you, It was all inside of you. |
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from Counting Crows - Recovering The Satellites (1996)
All of the sudden she disappears just yesterday she was here somebody tell me if I am sleeping someone should be with me here (cause I don't wanna be alone) I wanna be the knife that cuts into my hand and I wanna be scattered from here in this catapult What a big baby won't somebody save me please You won't find nobody home all of these quiet battered voices wait for the hunger to come we got little revolvers and stupid choices and no one to say when we're done (Well I don't wanna bring you down) I wanna be the light that burns out your eyes `cause I know there's little things about me that would sing in the silence of so much rejection in every connection I make I can't find nobody home I wanna be the last thing you hear when you're falling asleep.... |
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from Counting Crows - Across A Wire - Live From New York [live] (2006)
All of the sudden she disappears,
Just yesterday she was here, Somebody tell me if I am sleeping, Someone should be with me here, 'Cause I don't wanna be alone. I wanna be the knife that cuts into my hand, And I wanna be scattered from here in this catapult, What a big baby, won't somebody save me please, You won't find nobody home. All of these quiet battered voices, Wait for the hunger to come, We got little revolvers and stupid choices, And no one to say when we're done, Well I don't wanna bring you down. I wanna be the light that burns out your eyes, 'Cause I know there's little things about me, That would sing in the silence of, So much rejection in every connection I make, Can't find nobody home. I wanna be the light that burns out your eyes, 'Cause I know there's little things about me, That would sing in the silence of, So much rejection in every connection I make, I wanna be the last thing that you hear when you're falling asleep. I wanna be the knife that cuts into my hand, And I wanna be scattered from here in this catapult, What a big baby, won't somebody save me please, I can't find nobody home. |
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from Counting Crows - New Amsterdam Live At Heineken Music Hall February 6, 2003 [live] (2006)
All of the sudden she disappears,
Just yesterday she was here, Somebody tell me if I am sleeping, Someone should be with me here, 'Cause I don't wanna be alone. I wanna be the knife that cuts into my hand, And I wanna be scattered from here in this catapult, What a big baby, won't somebody save me please, You won't find nobody home. All of these quiet battered voices, Wait for the hunger to come, We got little revolvers and stupid choices, And no one to say when we're done, Well I don't wanna bring you down. I wanna be the light that burns out your eyes, 'Cause I know there's little things about me, That would sing in the silence of, So much rejection in every connection I make, Can't find nobody home. I wanna be the light that burns out your eyes, 'Cause I know there's little things about me, That would sing in the silence of, So much rejection in every connection I make, I wanna be the last thing that you hear when you're falling asleep. I wanna be the knife that cuts into my hand, And I wanna be scattered from here in this catapult, What a big baby, won't somebody save me please, I can't find nobody home. |
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from Counting Crows - Across A Wire - Live From New York [live] (2006)
I never go to New York City these days,
Something about the buildings in Chelsea that kills me, Maybe in a month or two, Maybe when things are different for me, Maybe when things are different for you. All of this shit, just sticks in my head. Is there anything different these days? The light in her eyes goes out, I never had light in my eyes anyway, Maybe things are different these days. It's good for everybody to hurt somebody once in a while, The things I do to people I love, shouldn't be allowed, Something about the buildings in Chelsea that kills me, There's something about the buildings in Chelsea that just, kills me. Is there anything different these days? The light in her eyes goes out, I never had light in my eyes anyway, Maybe things are different these days. I dream I'm in New York City some nights, Angels float down from all the buildings, There's something about an angel that just kills me, But I keep hoping something will, Keep hoping, I keep hoping, I keep hoping. Is anything different these days? The light in her eyes goes out, I never had light in my eyes anyway, Maybe things are, maybe, maybe, maybe, Maybe things are, maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe, Maybe things are different, Maybe things are different, Maybe things are different, The light goes out, I never had light in my eyes anyway, Maybe things are different, these days. |
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from Counting Crows - August & Everything After (1993)
Children in bloom cooking in the sun,
Waiting for a room of our own, Leave my sister alone, 'Cause she don't deserve this, She is a flower and I am a flower, And we are all alone. I gotta get out on my own, I gotta get up from this waiting, waiting at home, I gotta get out of this sunlight it's melting my bones, I gotta get up from this slumber and just get myself home. All these wasted dreams, Just waiting for the sun, To open up my heart to anyone, Bring me some rain, Because I'm dying, I'm dying, And I can't get this damn thing closed again. I gotta get out on my own, I gotta get up from this waiting, waiting at home, I gotta get out of this sunlight it's melting my bones, I gotta get up from this slumber and just get myself home. Where's the fun house this year? The fairground's deserted, And the skies don't seem as near, Nicole's my oldest friend, But the altar is empty, And she'll never be a little girl again. I gotta get out on my own, I gotta get up from this waiting, waiting at home, I gotta get out of this sunlight it's melting my bones, I gotta get up from this slumber and just get myself home, home. I can't find my way home, I can't find my way home, I can't find, I can't find, I can't find, I can't find, I can't find, I can't find my way home. |
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from Counting Crows - Recovering The Satellites (1996)
Children in bloom cooking in the sun waiting for a room of our own leave my sister alone she don't deserve this she is a flower and i am a flower and we are all alone I gotta get out on my own I gotta get up from this waiting at home I gotta get out of this sunlight It's melting my bones I gotta get up from this slumber and get myself home All these wasted dreams waiting for the sun to open up my heart to anyone bring me some rain because i'm dying and i can't get this damn thing closed again I gotta get out on my own I gotta get up from this waiting at home I gotta get out of this sunlight It's melting my bones I gotta get up from this slumber and get myself home Where's the funhouse this year? the fairground's deserted and the skies don't seem as near Nicole's my oldest friend but the altar is empty and she'll never be a little girl again I gotta get out on my own I gotta get up from this waiting at home I gotta get out of this sunlight It's melting my bones I gotta get up from this slumber and get myself home I can't find my way home |
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from Counting Crows - Across A Wire - Live From New York [live] (2006)
Children in bloom cooking in the sun,
Waiting for a room of our own, Leave my sister alone, 'Cause she don't deserve this, She is a flower and I am a flower, And we are all alone. I gotta get out on my own, I gotta get up from this waiting, waiting at home, I gotta get out of this sunlight it's melting my bones, I gotta get up from this slumber and just get myself home. All these wasted dreams, Just waiting for the sun, To open up my heart to anyone, Bring me some rain, Because I'm dying, I'm dying, And I can't get this damn thing closed again. I gotta get out on my own, I gotta get up from this waiting, waiting at home, I gotta get out of this sunlight it's melting my bones, I gotta get up from this slumber and just get myself home. Where's the fun house this year? The fairground's deserted, And the skies don't seem as near, Nicole's my oldest friend, But the altar is empty, And she'll never be a little girl again. I gotta get out on my own, I gotta get up from this waiting, waiting at home, I gotta get out of this sunlight it's melting my bones, I gotta get up from this slumber and just get myself home, home. I can't find my way home, I can't find my way home, I can't find, I can't find, I can't find, I can't find, I can't find, I can't find my way home. |
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from Cruel Intentions (사랑보다 아름다운 유혹) [best, ost] (1999)
I am colorblind
Coffee black and egg white Pull me out from inside I am ready,I am ready,I am ready I am taffy stuck and tongue tied Stutter shook and uptight Pull me out from inside I am ready,I am ready,I am ready I am fine I am covered in skin No one gets to come in Pull me out from inside I am folded and unfolded and unfolding I am colorblind Coffee black and egg white Pull me out from inside I am ready,I am ready,I am ready I am fine I am fine..... |
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from Counting Crows - This Desert Life (1999)
I am colorblind
Coffee black and egg white Pull me out from inside I am ready I am taffy stuck and tongue tied Stutter shook and uptight Pull me out from inside I am ready I am fine I am covered in skin No one gets to come in Pull me out from inside I am folded and unfolded and unfolding I am colorblind Coffee black and egg white Pull me out from inside I am ready I am fine |
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from Counting Crows - Saturday Nights And Sunday Mornings (2008)
Have you seen the little pieces of the people we have been,
Little pieces blowing gently on the wind, They have flown down California, they have landed in LA, Little pieces slowly settling on the waves. I'm one of a million pieces fallen on the ground, It's one of the reasons we say goodbye, We'll still come around, yeah we will come around. I have waited for tomorrow from December 'til today, And I have started loving sorrow along the way, And I am calling from some city and I won't be there too long, Well, I could wait and I could waste away, But what comes back is I hear you say we're gone. For all of the times that I go spinning up and down, When all of the things have died between us, Well we'll still come around, yeah we will come around. After I've been missing for a while, And you hear that summer's song, Haven't all the fading lines lingered on? What I know is, she's going, When you know it, it's all right, So you put yourself between you and your pride, If you wait for what's coming and you listen to her lies, Then she'll say the things you need to hear, And the only one who'll disappear is you. And one of the million lies she said, Is all of the things you love are dead, But I've seen what she thinks is love, And it leaves me laughing so we'll still come around. Yeah we will come around, When you're gone we will, we will, we will, We will come around, When you're gone, we'll still come around, When you're gone, we will come around. |
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from Counting Crows - Saturday Nights And Sunday Mornings (2008)
Cowboys on the road tonight,
Crying in their sleep, If I was a hungry man with a gun in my hand, And some promises to keep, Who wanted to change the world, What's as easy as murder? It's all headlights and vapor trails, And Circle K killers. And I know I could look at anyone but you now, I could fall into the eyes of anyone but you now, now, now, now, So come on, come on, come on, oh come on through now, Come on, come on, come on, oh come on through now. This is a list of what I should have been but I'm not, This is a list of the things that I should have seen, But I'm not seeing the look in your eyes, As his fingertips lit on your neck and it made you shiver, I'm just turning away from where I should have been, Because I am not anything, oh anything, oh. The president's in bed tonight but he can't get to sleep, 'Cause all the cowboys on the radio are killers, And I believe she loves you, 'Cause you never make her feel like anything, She said I wouldn't feel a thing, But I can feel, oh I can feel. And I know I could look at anyone but you now, I could fall into the arms of anyone but you now, now, now, now, So come on, come on, come on, oh come on through now, Come on, come on, come on, oh come on through now. This is a list of what I should have been but I'm not, This is a list of the things that I should have seen, But I am not seeing the look in your eyes, As his finger's unzipping your dress and it makes you shiver, I'm just turning away from what I shouldn't see, Because I am not anything, oh anything, no. Everyone's in bed tonight but nobody can sleep, 'Cause all the satellites are watching through our windows, She says she doesn't love me like she's acting, But it's as if she isn't talking, 'Cause Mr. Lincoln's head is bleeding, On the front row while she's speaking, I said come on all you cowboys, All you blue-eyed baby boys, Oh, come on all you dashing gentlemen of summer, I'll wait for you where Saturday's a memory, And Sunday comes to gather me, Into the arms of god who'll welcome me, Because I believe, oh I believe. And I know I could look at anyone but you now, I could fall into the eyes of anyone but you now, now, now, now, So come on, come on, come on, oh come on through now, Come on, come on, come on, oh come on through now. This is a list of what I should have been but I'm not, This is a list of the things that I should have seen, But I'm not seeing you look at me, So please won't you look at me? 'Cause I'm not seeing you look at me, Oh I will make you look at me, Or I am not anything, Oh anything, no no no, no no no. |
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from Counting Crows - Recovering The Satellites (1996)
Waiting for the moon to come and light me up inside And I am waiting for the telephone to tell me I'm alive Well I heard you let somebody get their fingers into you It's getting cold in California I guess I'll be leaving soon Daylight fading Come and waste another year All the the anger and the eloquence are bleeding into fear Moonlight creeping around the corners of our lawn When we see the early signs that daylight's fading We leave just before it's gone She said "everybody loves you," she says, "everybody cares" But all the things I keep inside myself they vanish in the air If you tell me that you'll wait for me I'll say I won't be here I want to say goodbye to you Goodbye to all my friends Goodbye to everyone I know Daylight fading Come and waste another year All the the anger and the eloquence are bleeding into fear Moonlight creeping around the corners of our lawn When we see the early signs that daylight's fading We leave just before it's gone Daylight fading Come and waste another year All the the anger and the eloquence are bleeding into fear Moonlight creeping around the corners of our lawn When we see the early signs that daylight's fading We leave just before it's gone |
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from Counting Crows - This Desert Life (1999)
All I want is something good
It gets harder every time She is leaving here tonight Take a breath Take your time Spread your wings and rise Make a mark upon the wall Paint your face and pass the time Close your eyes and she ascends Hold your breath and ease your mind Forty Thousand times Time fades into the night They descend and then they climb Feathers falling through the night Have you seen Ohio rise? It has been four days and nights All I want is something fine It gets harder every time She is sleeping far away Take a breath Take your time Spread your wings and rise Rise into the black Ohio skie |
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from Counting Crows - Underwater Sunshine (Or What We Did On Our Summer Vacation) (2012) | |||||
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from Counting Crows - August & Everything After (1993)
I took the cannonball down to the ocean Across the desert from sea to shining sea I rode a ladder that climbs across the nation Fifty million feet of earth between the buried and me "How do you do?" She said, "Hey, how do you do?" She buys a ticket 'cause it's cold where she comes from She climbs aboard because she's scared of getting older in the snow Love is a ghost train rumbling through the darkness Hold on to me darling I've got nowhere else to go "How do you do?" She said, "How do you do?" I took the cannonball down to the ocean Watched the diesel disappear beneath the tumbling waves Love is a ghost train howling on the radio "Remember everything." she said, "when only memory remains." "How do you do?" She said, "Hey, how do you do?" |
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from Counting Crows - Across A Wire - Live From New York [live] (2006)
I took the cannonball down to the ocean,
Across the desert from sea to shining sea, I rode a ladder that climbs across the nation, Fifty million feet of earth between the buried and me, How do you do? she said, hey, how do you do? She buys a ticket 'cause it's cold where she comes from, She climbs aboard because she's scared of getting older in the snow, Love is a ghost train rumbling through the darkness, Hold on to me darling, I've got nowhere else to go, How do you do? she said, hey, how do you do? hey, yeah. I took the cannonball down to the ocean, Watched the diesel disappear beneath the tumbling waves, Love is a ghost train howling on the radio, Remember everything she said, when only memory remains. How do you do? she said, hey, how do you do? Hey how do you do? she said, hey, how do you do? |
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from Mr. Deeds (미스터 디즈) [ost] (2002)
Well I feels like a free train
baby, runnin' out of steam, I wanna go on down to New York town but I'm stuck in beetwen, and I could stay out here at home alone and have myself to think, well I just made a billion dollars and I don't wanna put it in the bank. so if you'd call (ca-call), we could go to town. Oh dear mama if you could see me now here underneath the lights, it keep on bum from dusk to dawn and everything's alright. I met a girl with autumn in her eyes and summer in the wings, she makes me feel like I was only born today or yesterday. and if she call (ca-all), we could go to town. But everybody here hates everything I say hey girl I just don't know if I can last another day so I guess I'm going back, back where I belong, I hope you come along before I get back on that train that takes me straight from New York City to the things I left behind. no I ain't got no money girl, I'll always have the time but I wish that you would hurry, I hope you get here soon cause I just sold the sky and the sun so I could buy for you the moon. and if you call (ca-call), we could go to town. Oh if you call (ca-call) yeah if you call (ca-call) girl, if you call (ca-call) we could go to town. |
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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
The gentleman caller in the blue suede shoes,
He don't know what to do, He just wants to look good for you, So he rushes in to tell you what he did today, But he can't think of what to say, I think you listen anyway. He wants to have a good time, Just like everybody, He doesn't want to fall apart. You watch him as he stutters over what to say, It's just a little game you play, It's no easier for you some days, You wish that you could tell him it'll be okay, But you feel a little shy these days, 'Cause everybody goes away. Oh, you just wanna have a good time, Just like everybody else, You don't want to fall apart this time. I can look into your eyes and see the mess we're in, Well darling, if it's shit came out, Then I suppose that it's shit went in, Even though I couldn't say, I've been the places that you've been, You know he made my heart real strong, Even if he made my head real thin. I wanna have a good time, Just like everybody, And I don't want to fall apart. Oh I wanna have a good time, Just like everybody else, And I don't want to fall apart this time, So would you please invite me in. Oh, I really love the red haired girls, I'm just another boy from Texas, C'mon and take a spin, Oh, I got a brand new set of wings. Oh, I really love the red haired girls, I'm just another boy from Texas, C'mon and take a spin, Hey, I gotta brand new set of wings. Man I sure do love them red haired girls, I'm just like all the boys from Texas, C'mon take a spin, Hey little girl I got a brand new set of wings. |
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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
The gentleman caller in the blue suede shoes,
He don't know what to do, He just wants to look good for you, So he rushes in to tell you what he did today, But he can't think of what to say, I think you listen anyway. He wants to have a good time, Just like everybody, He doesn't want to fall apart. You watch him as he stutters over what to say, It's just a little game you play, It's no easier for you some days, You wish that you could tell him it'll be okay, But you feel a little shy these days, 'Cause everybody goes away. Oh, you just wanna have a good time, Just like everybody else, You don't want to fall apart this time. I can look into your eyes and see the mess we're in, Well darling, if it's shit came out, Then I suppose that it's shit went in, Even though I couldn't say, I've been the places that you've been, You know he made my heart real strong, Even if he made my head real thin. I wanna have a good time, Just like everybody, And I don't want to fall apart. Oh I wanna have a good time, Just like everybody else, And I don't want to fall apart this time, So would you please invite me in. Oh, I really love the red haired girls, I'm just another boy from Texas, C'mon and take a spin, Oh, I got a brand new set of wings. Oh, I really love the red haired girls, I'm just another boy from Texas, C'mon and take a spin, Hey, I gotta brand new set of wings. Man I sure do love them red haired girls, I'm just like all the boys from Texas, C'mon take a spin, Hey little girl I got a brand new set of wings. |
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from Counting Crows - New Amsterdam Live At Heineken Music Hall February 6, 2003 [live] (2006)
The gentleman caller in the blue suede shoes,
He don't know what to do, He just wants to look good for you, So he rushes in to tell you what he did today, But he can't think of what to say, I think you listen anyway. He wants to have a good time, Just like everybody, He doesn't want to fall apart. You watch him as he stutters over what to say, It's just a little game you play, It's no easier for you some days, You wish that you could tell him it'll be okay, But you feel a little shy these days, 'Cause everybody goes away. Oh, you just wanna have a good time, Just like everybody else, You don't want to fall apart this time. I can look into your eyes and see the mess we're in, Well darling, if it's shit came out, Then I suppose that it's shit went in, Even though I couldn't say, I've been the places that you've been, You know he made my heart real strong, Even if he made my head real thin. I wanna have a good time, Just like everybody, And I don't want to fall apart. Oh I wanna have a good time, Just like everybody else, And I don't want to fall apart this time, So would you please invite me in. Oh, I really love the red haired girls, I'm just another boy from Texas, C'mon and take a spin, Oh, I got a brand new set of wings. Oh, I really love the red haired girls, I'm just another boy from Texas, C'mon and take a spin, Hey, I gotta brand new set of wings. Man I sure do love them red haired girls, I'm just like all the boys from Texas, C'mon take a spin, Hey little girl I got a brand new set of wings. |
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from Counting Crows - Recovering The Satellites (1996)
i was wasted in the afternoon waiting on a train i woke up in pieces and elisabeth had disappeared again i wish you were inside of me i hope that you're ok i hope you're resting quietly i just wanted to say goodnight elisabeth we couldn't all be cowboys so some of us are clowns and some of us are dancers on the midway we roam from town to town i hope that everybody can find a little flame me, i say my prayers, then i just light myself on fire and i walk out on the wire once again and i say goodnight elisabeth i will wait for you in Baton Rouge i'll miss you down in New Orleans i'll wait for you while she slips in something comfortable and i'll miss you when i'm slipping in between if you wrap yourself in daffodils i will wrap myself in pain and if you're the queen of california baby i am the king of the rain and i say goodnight elisabeth |
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from Counting Crows - New Amsterdam Live At Heineken Music Hall February 6, 2003 [live] (2006)
I was wasted in the afternoon,
Waiting on a train, I woke up in pieces and Elisabeth, Had disappeared again, I wish you were inside of me, I hope that you're okay, I hope you're resting quietly, I just wanted to say. Good, goodnight Elisabeth, Goodnight Elisabeth, goodnight, Good, goodnight Elisabeth, Goodnight Elisabeth, goodnight. We couldn't all be cowboys, Some of us are clowns, Some of us are dancers on the midway, We roam from town to town, I hope that everybody, Can find a little flame, And me, I say my prayers, Then I just light myself on fire, And I walk out on the wire once again, And I say. Good, goodnight Elisabeth, Goodnight Elisabeth, goodnight, Good, goodnight Elisabeth, Goodnight Elisabeth, goodnight. Well I will wait for you in Baton Rouge, I'll miss you down in New Orleans, I'll wait for you while she slips in something comfortable, And I'll miss you when I'm slipping in between, But if you wrap yourself in daffodils, I will wrap myself in pain, oh, And if you're the queen of California, Baby I am the king of the rain, And I say. Good, goodnight Elisabeth, Goodnight Elisabeth, goodnight, Good, goodnight Elisabeth, The moon, the satellites, Yeah well. Wouldn't you fall down on me now, Wouldn't you fall down on me now, Come, come fall down on me now, Wouldn't you fall down on me. 'Cause I'm all alone, you ain't coming home, You just settle down, down, down, in to bone, Yeah I said I'm all alone, you ain't coming home, We just settle down, down, down, in to bone. |
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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
I said goodnight LA,
'Cause I'm awake in my room, I've been up for 38 hours, And it don't look like sleep's coming soon, 'Cause I could break like a bird, Or I could swallow the sea, It seems like the daylight is coming, And no one is watching but me, But I don't mind the dark, Discovering the day, 'Cause the night is a, Beautiful bright blue and gray. What brings me down now, is love, 'Cause I can never get enough, And what brings me down now, is love, 'Cause I can never get enough of love. And it's a dangerous time, For a heart on a wire, Shuttle from station to station, Noisily not knowing why, So I put my head on the ground, And the sky is a wheel, Spinning these days into things that I've lost, But you can keep all the years, But I don't mind the days, Gone rolling away, 'Cause all this sunlight feels warm on my face today. But what brings me down now, is love, 'Cause I can never get enough, What brings me down now, is love, 'Cause I can never get enough, never get enough, Never get enough no, no, Never get enough of love, Said I can never get enough of love. What brings me, brings me down now, is love, 'Cause I can never get enough of love, I can never get enough of love, I can never get enough of love, I can never ever get enough, I can never get enough of love. |
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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
I said goodnight LA,
'Cause I'm awake in my room, I've been up for 38 hours, And it don't look like sleep's coming soon, 'Cause I could break like a bird, Or I could swallow the sea, It seems like the daylight is coming, And no one is watching but me, But I don't mind the dark, Discovering the day, 'Cause the night is a, Beautiful bright blue and gray. What brings me down now, is love, 'Cause I can never get enough, And what brings me down now, is love, 'Cause I can never get enough of love. And it's a dangerous time, For a heart on a wire, Shuttle from station to station, Noisily not knowing why, So I put my head on the ground, And the sky is a wheel, Spinning these days into things that I've lost, But you can keep all the years, But I don't mind the days, Gone rolling away, 'Cause all this sunlight feels warm on my face today. But what brings me down now, is love, 'Cause I can never get enough, What brings me down now, is love, 'Cause I can never get enough, never get enough, Never get enough no, no, Never get enough of love, Said I can never get enough of love. What brings me, brings me down now, is love, 'Cause I can never get enough of love, I can never get enough of love, I can never get enough of love, I can never ever get enough, I can never get enough of love. |
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from Counting Crows - New Amsterdam Live At Heineken Music Hall February 6, 2003 [live] (2006)
I said goodnight LA,
'Cause I'm awake in my room, I've been up for 38 hours, And it don't look like sleep's coming soon, 'Cause I could break like a bird, Or I could swallow the sea, It seems like the daylight is coming, And no one is watching but me, But I don't mind the dark, Discovering the day, 'Cause the night is a, Beautiful bright blue and gray. What brings me down now, is love, 'Cause I can never get enough, And what brings me down now, is love, 'Cause I can never get enough of love. And it's a dangerous time, For a heart on a wire, Shuttle from station to station, Noisily not knowing why, So I put my head on the ground, And the sky is a wheel, Spinning these days into things that I've lost, But you can keep all the years, But I don't mind the days, Gone rolling away, 'Cause all this sunlight feels warm on my face today. But what brings me down now, is love, 'Cause I can never get enough, What brings me down now, is love, 'Cause I can never get enough, never get enough, Never get enough no, no, Never get enough of love, Said I can never get enough of love. What brings me, brings me down now, is love, 'Cause I can never get enough of love, I can never get enough of love, I can never get enough of love, I can never ever get enough, I can never get enough of love. |
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from Counting Crows - This Desert Life (1999)
She sat right down on the sofa
I said, "Where have you been? I've been waiting for you. Cause last night I had something so good These days get so long and I got nothing to do" I been hanginaround this town on the corner I been bummin' around this old town so long I been hanginaround this town on the corner I been bummin' around this old town for way too long We spend all day getting sober Just hiding from daylight Watching TV We just look a lot better in the blue light Well, you know I gotta get out But I'm stuck so tight Weighed by the chains that keep me... hanginaround this town on the corner I been bummin' around this old town too long I been hanginaround this town on the corner I been bummin' around this old town for way too long And this girl listens to the band play She says "where have you been? I've been lyin right here on the floor" Well, I got all this time To be waiting for what is mine To be hating what I am After the light has faded hanginaround this town on the corner I been bummin' around this old town so long I been hanginaround this town on the corner I been bummin' around this old town for way, way, way, way, way too long |
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from Counting Crows - New Amsterdam Live At Heineken Music Hall February 6, 2003 [live] (2006)
She sat right down on the sofa, I said,
Where have you been? I've been waiting for you, 'Cause last night I had something so good, These days get so long and I got nothing to do. I been hangin' around this town on the corner, I been bummin' around this old town so long, I been hangin' around this town on the corner, I been bummin' around this old town for way too long. We spend all day getting sober, Just hiding from daylight, watching TV, We just look a lot better in the blue light, Well, you know I gotta get out, But I'm stuck so tight, Weighed by the chains that keep me. Hangin' around this town on the corner, I been bummin' around this old town too long, I been hangin' around this town on the corner, I been bummin' around this old town for way too long, Well everybody twist. This girl listens to the band play, She says, where have you been? I've been lying right here on the floor. Well, I got all this time to be waiting, For what is mine, to be hating what I am, After the light has faded. Hangin' around this town on the corner, I been bummin' around this old town so long, I been hangin' around this town on the corner, I been bummin' around this old town for way to, way, I been hangin' around this town on the corner, I been bummin' around this old town for way long, I been hangin' around this town on the corner, I been bummin' around this old town for way, Way, way, way, way too long, Way, way, way, way too long, Way, way, way, way too long, Way, way, way, way too long, Way, way, way, way too long, Way, way, way, way too long, Way, way, way, way too long. |
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from Counting Crows - Saturday Nights And Sunday Mornings (2008)
She brings a friend so we won't have to be alone,
I fear I might lose my composure without warning, I am a child of fire, I am a lion, I have desires, And I was born inside the sun this morning. This dizzy life of mine keeps hanging me up all the time, This dizzy life is just a hanging tree, This dizzy life of mine keeps hanging me up all the time, This dizzy life is just a hanging tree. They say, good evening, when they don't know what to say, They say, good morning, when they wish you would go home, You open windows and you wait for someone warm to come inside, And then you freeze to death alone. This dizzy life of mine keeps hanging me up all the time, This dizzy life is just a hanging tree, This dizzy life of mine keeps hanging me up all the time, This dizzy life is just a hanging tree for me. She calls a waitress when it's time for her to go, And I know everyone's eventually leaving, I got a pair of wings for my birthday, baby, And I will fall down through the sun this evening. This dizzy life of mine is hanging me up all the time, This dizzy life is just a hanging tree, This dizzy life of mine keeps hanging me up all the time, This dizzy life is just a hanging tree for me, For me, for me, for me, for me. This dizzy life is just a hanging tree for me, This dizzy life is just a hanging tree for me, for me, This dizzy life is just a hanging tree for me, For me, for me, for me, for me, This dizzy life is just a hanging tree for me. |
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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
On certain Sundays in November
When the weather bothers me I empty drawers of other summer's Where my shadows used to be She is standing by the water As her smile begins to curl In this or any other summer She is something all together different Never just an ordinary girl And in the evenings on Long Island When the colors start to fade She wears a silly yellow hat That someone gave her when she stayed I didn't think that she returned it We left New York in a whirl Time expands and then contracts When you are spinning In the grips of someone Who is not an ordinary girl When you sleep You find your mother in the night But she stays just out of sight So there isn't any sweetness in the dreaming And when you wake the morning covers you with light And it makes you feel alright But it's just the same hard candy You're remembering again You send your lover off to China Then you wait for her to call You put your girl up on a pedestal Then you wait for her to fall I put my summer's back in a letter And I hide it from the world All the regrets you can't forget Are somehow pressed upon a picture In the face of such an ordinary girl When you sleep You find your mother in the night But she fades just out of sight So there isn't any sweetness in the dreaming And when you wake the morning showers you with light And it makes you feel alright But it's just the same hard candy You're remembering again Again 4X It's just the same hard candy You're remembering again Again 4X And it's just the same hard candy You're remembering again Go ask her to come around And see me late after dark Don't ask me to come around Then wait to see if there's a spark. |
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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
On certain Sundays in November
When the weather bothers me I empty drawers of other summer's Where my shadows used to be She is standing by the water As her smile begins to curl In this or any other summer She is something all together different Never just an ordinary girl And in the evenings on Long Island When the colors start to fade She wears a silly yellow hat That someone gave her when she stayed I didn't think that she returned it We left New York in a whirl Time expands and then contracts When you are spinning In the grips of someone Who is not an ordinary girl When you sleep You find your mother in the night But she stays just out of sight So there isn't any sweetness in the dreaming And when you wake the morning covers you with light And it makes you feel alright But it's just the same hard candy You're remembering again You send your lover off to China Then you wait for her to call You put your girl up on a pedestal Then you wait for her to fall I put my summer's back in a letter And I hide it from the world All the regrets you can't forget Are somehow pressed upon a picture In the face of such an ordinary girl When you sleep You find your mother in the night But she fades just out of sight So there isn't any sweetness in the dreaming And when you wake the morning showers you with light And it makes you feel alright But it's just the same hard candy You're remembering again Again 4X It's just the same hard candy You're remembering again Again 4X And it's just the same hard candy You're remembering again Go ask her to come around And see me late after dark Don't ask me to come around Then wait to see if there's a spark. |
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from Counting Crows - Big Yellow Taxi [single] (2003)
On certain Sundays in November
When the weather bothers me I empty drawers of other summer's Where my shadows used to be She is standing by the water As her smile begins to curl In this or any other summer She is something all together different Never just an ordinary girl And in the evenings on Long Island When the colors start to fade She wears a silly yellow hat That someone gave her when she stayed I didn't think that she returned it We left New York in a whirl Time expands and then contracts When you are spinning In the grips of someone Who is not an ordinary girl When you sleep You find your mother in the night But she stays just out of sight So there isn't any sweetness in the dreaming And when you wake the morning covers you with light And it makes you feel alright But it's just the same hard candy You're remembering again You send your lover off to China Then you wait for her to call You put your girl up on a pedestal Then you wait for her to fall I put my summer's back in a letter And I hide it from the world All the regrets you can't forget Are somehow pressed upon a picture In the face of such an ordinary girl When you sleep You find your mother in the night But she fades just out of sight So there isn't any sweetness in the dreaming And when you wake the morning showers you with light And it makes you feel alright But it's just the same hard candy You're remembering again Again 4X It's just the same hard candy You're remembering again Again 4X And it's just the same hard candy You're remembering again Go ask her to come around And see me late after dark Don't ask me to come around Then wait to see if there's a spark. |
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from Counting Crows - Big Yellow Taxi (2006)
On certain Sundays in November
When the weather bothers me I empty drawers of other summer's Where my shadows used to be She is standing by the water As her smile begins to curl In this or any other summer She is something all together different Never just an ordinary girl And in the evenings on Long Island When the colors start to fade She wears a silly yellow hat That someone gave her when she stayed I didn't think that she returned it We left New York in a whirl Time expands and then contracts When you are spinning In the grips of someone Who is not an ordinary girl When you sleep You find your mother in the night But she stays just out of sight So there isn't any sweetness in the dreaming And when you wake the morning covers you with light And it makes you feel alright But it's just the same hard candy You're remembering again You send your lover off to China Then you wait for her to call You put your girl up on a pedestal Then you wait for her to fall I put my summer's back in a letter And I hide it from the world All the regrets you can't forget Are somehow pressed upon a picture In the face of such an ordinary girl When you sleep You find your mother in the night But she fades just out of sight So there isn't any sweetness in the dreaming And when you wake the morning showers you with light And it makes you feel alright But it's just the same hard candy You're remembering again Again 4X It's just the same hard candy You're remembering again Again 4X And it's just the same hard candy You're remembering again Go ask her to come around And see me late after dark Don't ask me to come around Then wait to see if there's a spark. |
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from Counting Crows - New Amsterdam Live At Heineken Music Hall February 6, 2003 [live] (2006)
On certain Sundays in November
When the weather bothers me I empty drawers of other summer's Where my shadows used to be She is standing by the water As her smile begins to curl In this or any other summer She is something all together different Never just an ordinary girl And in the evenings on Long Island When the colors start to fade She wears a silly yellow hat That someone gave her when she stayed I didn't think that she returned it We left New York in a whirl Time expands and then contracts When you are spinning In the grips of someone Who is not an ordinary girl When you sleep You find your mother in the night But she stays just out of sight So there isn't any sweetness in the dreaming And when you wake the morning covers you with light And it makes you feel alright But it's just the same hard candy You're remembering again You send your lover off to China Then you wait for her to call You put your girl up on a pedestal Then you wait for her to fall I put my summer's back in a letter And I hide it from the world All the regrets you can't forget Are somehow pressed upon a picture In the face of such an ordinary girl When you sleep You find your mother in the night But she fades just out of sight So there isn't any sweetness in the dreaming And when you wake the morning showers you with light And it makes you feel alright But it's just the same hard candy You're remembering again Again 4X It's just the same hard candy You're remembering again Again 4X And it's just the same hard candy You're remembering again Go ask her to come around And see me late after dark Don't ask me to come around Then wait to see if there's a spark. |
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from Counting Crows - Recovering The Satellites (1996)
Get away from me this isn't gonna be easy but I don't need you believe me you got a piece of me but it's just a little piece of me and I don't need anyone and these days I feel like I'm fading away like sometimes when I hear myself on the radio Have you seen me lately? I was out on the radio starting to change somewhere out in America it's starting to rain could you tell me the things you remember about me and have you seen me lately? I remember me and all the little things that make up a memory like she said she loved to watch me sleep like she said, "it's the breathing it's the breathing in and out and in and..." Have you seen me lately? |
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from Counting Crows - Across A Wire - Live From New York [live] (2006)
Get away from me,
Just get away from me, This isn't gonna be easy, But I don't need you, believe me, Yeah, you got a piece of me, But it's just a little piece of me, An' I don't need anyone, And these days I feel like I'm fading away, Like sometimes, when I hear myself on the radio. Have you seen me lately? Have you seen me lately? Have you seen me lately? I was out on the radio starting to change, Somewhere out in America it's starting to rain, Could you tell me one thing you remember about me, And have you seen me lately? I remember me, And all the little things, That make up a memory, Like she said she loved to watch me sleep, Like she said, it's the breathing, It's the breathing in and out and in and out. Have you seen me lately? Have you seen me lately? Have you seen me lately? I was out on the radio starting to change, Somewhere out in America it's starting to rain, Could you tell me the things you remember about me, And have you seen me lately? You know what, I thought someone would notice, I thought ah, somebody would say something, If I was missing, well can't you see me? Come on color me in, Come on color me in, Come on color, come on, Come on come on, come on, Give me your blue rain, Give me your black sky, Give me your green eyes, Come on give me your white skin, Come on give me your white skin, Come on give me your white skin. 'Cause I was out on the radio starting to change, Somewhere out in America it's starting to rain, Could you tell me things you remember about me, And have you seen me lately? Have you seen me lately? no, no, no, no, Have you seen me lately? |
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from Counting Crows - Across A Wire - Live From New York [live] (2006)
Get away from me,
Just get away from me, This isn't gonna be easy, But I don't need you, believe me, Yeah, you got a piece of me, But it's just a little piece of me, An' I don't need anyone, And these days I feel like I'm fading away, Like sometimes, when I hear myself on the radio. Have you seen me lately? Have you seen me lately? Have you seen me lately? I was out on the radio starting to change, Somewhere out in America it's starting to rain, Could you tell me one thing you remember about me, And have you seen me lately? I remember me, And all the little things, That make up a memory, Like she said she loved to watch me sleep, Like she said, it's the breathing, It's the breathing in and out and in and out. Have you seen me lately? Have you seen me lately? Have you seen me lately? I was out on the radio starting to change, Somewhere out in America it's starting to rain, Could you tell me the things you remember about me, And have you seen me lately? You know what, I thought someone would notice, I thought ah, somebody would say something, If I was missing, well can't you see me? Come on color me in, Come on color me in, Come on color, come on, Come on come on, come on, Give me your blue rain, Give me your black sky, Give me your green eyes, Come on give me your white skin, Come on give me your white skin, Come on give me your white skin. 'Cause I was out on the radio starting to change, Somewhere out in America it's starting to rain, Could you tell me things you remember about me, And have you seen me lately? Have you seen me lately? no, no, no, no, Have you seen me lately? |
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from Counting Crows - Across A Wire - Live From New York [live] (2006)
Get away from me,
Just get away from me, This isn't gonna be easy, But I don't need you, believe me, Yeah, you got a piece of me, But it's just a little piece of me, An' I don't need anyone, And these days I feel like I'm fading away, Like sometimes, when I hear myself on the radio. Have you seen me lately? Have you seen me lately? Have you seen me lately? I was out on the radio starting to change, Somewhere out in America it's starting to rain, Could you tell me one thing you remember about me, And have you seen me lately? I remember me, And all the little things, That make up a memory, Like she said she loved to watch me sleep, Like she said, it's the breathing, It's the breathing in and out and in and out. Have you seen me lately? Have you seen me lately? Have you seen me lately? I was out on the radio starting to change, Somewhere out in America it's starting to rain, Could you tell me the things you remember about me, And have you seen me lately? You know what, I thought someone would notice, I thought ah, somebody would say something, If I was missing, well can't you see me? Come on color me in, Come on color me in, Come on color, come on, Come on come on, come on, Give me your blue rain, Give me your black sky, Give me your green eyes, Come on give me your white skin, Come on give me your white skin, Come on give me your white skin. 'Cause I was out on the radio starting to change, Somewhere out in America it's starting to rain, Could you tell me things you remember about me, And have you seen me lately? Have you seen me lately? no, no, no, no, Have you seen me lately? |
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from Counting Crows - Across A Wire - Live From New York [live] (2006)
HAVE YOU SEEN ME LATELY Have you seen me lately Get away from me Get away from me, this isnt gonna be easy But I dont need you Believe me You got a piece of me But its just a little piece of me And I dont need anyone And these days I feel like Im fading away Like sometimes when I hear myself on the radio Have you seen me lately? Have you seen me lately? I was out on the radio starting to change Somewhere out in america, its raining Could you tell me one thing you remember about me And have you seen me lately? I remember me And all the little things that make up a memory Like she said she loved to watch me sleep Like she said: Its the breathing, its the breathing in and out and in and... Have you seen me lately? I was out on the radio starting to change Somewhere out in america its raining Could you tell me one thing you remember about me And have you seen me lately? I guess I thought that someone would notice I guess I thought somebody would say something If I was missing Cant you see me? Come on color me in Come on color me in Give me your blue rain Give me your black sky Give me your green eyes Come on give me your white skin Come on give me your white skin Come on give me your white skin I was out on the radio starting to change Somewhere out in america, its raining Could you tell me one thing you remember about me And have you seen me lately? Have you seen me lately |
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from Counting Crows - New Amsterdam Live At Heineken Music Hall February 6, 2003 [live] (2006)
When you disappear on me,
It's just like parades in the rain, Every time I see you, you just disappear again, Every time you're leaving I don't know what to say, I wanna see this whole town go away. So could you tell me, why you're leaving, 'Cause I don't know why it has to be so, Could you tell me, why you're leaving, 'Cause I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know. All these ending love songs, Come into my eyes, But every time I see you, I'm alive, I'm alive. So could you tell me why you're leaving? 'Cause I don't know why it has to be so, Could you tell me why you're leaving, 'Cause I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know. |
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from Counting Crows - This Desert Life (1999)
All my friends got flowers in their eyes
But I got none this season All of last years blooms have gone and died Time doesn't give a reason Hey baby, do you ask yourself sometimes What you need to be forgiven? Everything that you've ever done wrong Is the reason that I'm driven Straight to you Waiting here for you Wanting to tell you How I get my ends and my beginnings mixed up too Just the way you do Thought if I told you You might want to stay for just another day or two Waiting for the trains that just never come Beginning to believe in the disappearing nature of the people we have been We have begun to change into the worst kind of people So unkind Oh apologies, no apologies, this apology Doesn't describe the way it feels to feel for you Waiting here for you Wanting to tell you How I find myself slowly disappearing too Just the way you do Thought if I told you You might want to help me to remain with you I just wanna stay for a little while I wanna stay for a little while There's a night life falling down on me I just feel like a change Beneath the sun in the summer, a sea of flowers won't bloom without the rain But oh, this desert life, this high life Here at the dying end of the day I wasn't made for this scene baby But I was made in this scene And baby it's just my way I don't wanna go home alone, I wanna come on home to you Waiting here for you Wanting to tell you How I line my sky with all the silver I can use Just the way you do Thought if I told you You might want to stay for just another day or two |
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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
Got no place to go,
But there's a girl waiting for me down in Mexico, She got a bottle of tequila, a bottle of gin, And if I bring a little music I could fit right in. We got airplane rides, We got California drowning out the window side, We've got big black cars, And we got stories, How we slept with all the movie stars. I may take a holiday in Spain, Leave my wings behind me, Drink my worries down the drain, And fly away to somewhere new. Hop on my choo-choo, I'll be your engine driver in a bunny suit, If you dress me up in pink and white, We may be just a little fuzzy 'bout it later tonight. She's my angel, She's a little better than the one that used to be with me, 'Cause she liked to scream at me, Man, it's a miracle that she's not living up in a tree. I may take a holiday in Spain, Leave my wings behind me, Drive this little girl insane, And fly away to someone new. Everybody's gone, They left the television screaming that the radio's on, Someone stole my shoes but there's a couple of bananas, And a bottle of booze. Oh well, happy new year's baby, We could probably fix it if we clean it up all day, Or we could simply pack our bags, And catch a plane to Barcelona 'cause this city's a drag. I may take a holiday in Spain, Leave my wings behind me, Flush my worries down the drain, And fly away to somewhere new. Take a holiday in Spain, Leave my wings behind me, Drive this little girl insane, Fly away to someone new, Fly away to someone new, Fly away to someone new. |
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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
Got no place to go,
But there's a girl waiting for me down in Mexico, She got a bottle of tequila, a bottle of gin, And if I bring a little music I could fit right in. We got airplane rides, We got California drowning out the window side, We've got big black cars, And we got stories, How we slept with all the movie stars. I may take a holiday in Spain, Leave my wings behind me, Drink my worries down the drain, And fly away to somewhere new. Hop on my choo-choo, I'll be your engine driver in a bunny suit, If you dress me up in pink and white, We may be just a little fuzzy 'bout it later tonight. She's my angel, She's a little better than the one that used to be with me, 'Cause she liked to scream at me, Man, it's a miracle that she's not living up in a tree. I may take a holiday in Spain, Leave my wings behind me, Drive this little girl insane, And fly away to someone new. Everybody's gone, They left the television screaming that the radio's on, Someone stole my shoes but there's a couple of bananas, And a bottle of booze. Oh well, happy new year's baby, We could probably fix it if we clean it up all day, Or we could simply pack our bags, And catch a plane to Barcelona 'cause this city's a drag. I may take a holiday in Spain, Leave my wings behind me, Flush my worries down the drain, And fly away to somewhere new. Take a holiday in Spain, Leave my wings behind me, Drive this little girl insane, Fly away to someone new, Fly away to someone new, Fly away to someone new. |
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from Counting Crows - New Amsterdam Live At Heineken Music Hall February 6, 2003 [live] (2006)
Got no place to go,
But there's a girl waiting for me down in Mexico, She got a bottle of tequila, a bottle of gin, And if I bring a little music I could fit right in. We got airplane rides, We got California drowning out the window side, We've got big black cars, And we got stories, How we slept with all the movie stars. I may take a holiday in Spain, Leave my wings behind me, Drink my worries down the drain, And fly away to somewhere new. Hop on my choo-choo, I'll be your engine driver in a bunny suit, If you dress me up in pink and white, We may be just a little fuzzy 'bout it later tonight. She's my angel, She's a little better than the one that used to be with me, 'Cause she liked to scream at me, Man, it's a miracle that she's not living up in a tree. I may take a holiday in Spain, Leave my wings behind me, Drive this little girl insane, And fly away to someone new. Everybody's gone, They left the television screaming that the radio's on, Someone stole my shoes but there's a couple of bananas, And a bottle of booze. Oh well, happy new year's baby, We could probably fix it if we clean it up all day, Or we could simply pack our bags, And catch a plane to Barcelona 'cause this city's a drag. I may take a holiday in Spain, Leave my wings behind me, Flush my worries down the drain, And fly away to somewhere new. Take a holiday in Spain, Leave my wings behind me, Drive this little girl insane, Fly away to someone new, Fly away to someone new, Fly away to someone new. |
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from Counting Crows - This Desert Life (1999)
The devil's in the dreaming
He tells you I'm not sleeping in my hotel room alone With nothing to believe in You dive into the traffic rising up And it's so quiet You're surprised And then you wake For all the things you're losing You might as well resign yourself to try and make a change I'm going down to Hollywood They're gonna make a movie from the things that they find crawling round my brain I wish I was a girl so that you could believe me And I could shake this static everytime I try to sleep I wish for all the world that I could say, "Hey Elizabeth, you know, I'm doing alright these days." The devil's in the dreaming You see yourself descending from a building to the ground You watch the sky receding You spin to see the traffic rising up And it's so quiet You're surprised And then you wake For all the things I'm losing I might as well resign myself to try and make a change But I'm going down to Hollywood They're gonna make a movie from the things that they find crawling round my brain I wish I was a girl so that you could believe me And I could shake this static every time I try to sleep I wish for all the world that I could say, "Hey Elizabeth, you know, I'm doing alright these days." In one of these dreams, you forgive me It makes me think of the bad decisions that keep you at home How could anyone else have changed? All these wrong conclusions that leave you alone How could everyone rearrange? How could everyone else have changed? What I see I believe For all the things I'm losing I might as well resign myself to try and make a change Well, I'm going down to Hollywood They're gonna make a movie from the things that they find crawling around my brain I wish I was a girl so that you could believe me And I could shake this static everytime I try to sleep I wish for all the world that I could say, "Hey Elizabeth, you know, I'm doing alright these days." But I can't sleep at night |
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from Counting Crows - Recovering The Satellites (1996)
She comes to me at night when I'm sleeping She comes to me when I'm alone She comes to me She holds my head when I'm crying She comes to me She shuts my eyes She brings me home But I'm not sleeping anymore She tells me when you look at me She tells me when you're lying She tells me when you talk about me She lays me on the floor She tells me when you're whispering She lies beside me naked She tells me when you laugh at me and she locks all the doors But I'm not sleeping anymore 1-2-3-4-5-6-7a.m. All alone again But I've been through all this shit before Spend my nights in self defense Cry about my innocence But I ain't all that innocent anymore I see her on the TV I see her in the movies I see her in these animals that dance inside my head I'll follow you down baby Down into this valley I'll follow you down baby But I won't come up again But I'm not sleeping anymore |
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from Counting Crows - Across A Wire - Live From New York [live] (2006)
She comes to me at night when I'm sleeping,
She comes to me when I'm alone, She comes to me she holds my head when I'm crying, She comes to me she shuts my eyes, She brings me home. But I'm not sleeping anymore, anymore, No I'm not sleeping anymore, anymore. She tells me when you look at me, she tells me when you're lying, She tells me when you talk about me and she lays me on the floor, She tells me when you're whispering, she lies beside me naked, She tells me when you laugh at me and she locks all the doors. But I'm not sleeping anymore, anymore, No I'm not sleeping anymore, anymore. 1-2-3-4-5-6-7 am all alone again, But I've been through all this shit before, Spend my nights in self-defense, Cry about my innocence, But I ain't all that innocent anymore, more, more, more. I see her on the TV, I see her in the movies, I see her in these animals that dance beside my bed, I'll follow you down baby, down into this valley, Yeah I'll follow you down baby but I won't come up again. But I'm not sleeping anymore, anymore, No I'm not sleeping anymore, anymore. No I'm not sleeping, I'm not sleeping, I'm not sleeping, no, no, no, no, no, no, Well I'm not sleeping, I'm not sleeping anymore, anymore, anymore, I said rain rain go away, come again some other day, 'Cause I got all this shit to say, but I gone back to find my way, My sisters mothers favorite son lost among the chosen one, But I got news for everyone cause I'm going out the door. |
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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
Got a message in my head
that the papers had all gone Richard Manuel is dead And the daylight's coming on I've been wandering through the dark now I'm standing on the lawn If I could give all my love to you I could justify myself but I'm just not coming through You're a pill to ease the pain of all the stupid things I do I'm an anchor on the line of a clock that tells the time that is running out on you Well it was cold when i woke and the day was halfway done Nearly spring in San Francisco but I cannot feel the sun you were sleeping next to me but I knew that you'd be gone If I could give all my love to you I could justify myself but I'm just not coming through You're a pill to ease the pain of all the stupid things I do I'm an anchor on the line of a clock that tells the time that is running out on you Take some time before you go think of monday's coming down and the people that you knew The ones that aren't around you've been fading day to day I've been moving town to town If I could give all my love to you I could justify myself but I'm just not coming through You're a pill to ease the pain of all the stupid things i do I'm an anchor on the line of a clock that tells the time that is running out on you 2X |
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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
Got a message in my head
that the papers had all gone Richard Manuel is dead And the daylight's coming on I've been wandering through the dark now I'm standing on the lawn If I could give all my love to you I could justify myself but I'm just not coming through You're a pill to ease the pain of all the stupid things I do I'm an anchor on the line of a clock that tells the time that is running out on you Well it was cold when i woke and the day was halfway done Nearly spring in San Francisco but I cannot feel the sun you were sleeping next to me but I knew that you'd be gone If I could give all my love to you I could justify myself but I'm just not coming through You're a pill to ease the pain of all the stupid things I do I'm an anchor on the line of a clock that tells the time that is running out on you Take some time before you go think of monday's coming down and the people that you knew The ones that aren't around you've been fading day to day I've been moving town to town If I could give all my love to you I could justify myself but I'm just not coming through You're a pill to ease the pain of all the stupid things i do I'm an anchor on the line of a clock that tells the time that is running out on you 2X |
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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002)
Got a message in my head,
That the papers had all gone, Richard Manuel is dead, And the daylight's coming on, I've been wandering through the dark, Now I'm standing on the lawn. If I could give all my love to you, I could justify myself, But I'm just not coming through, You're a pill to ease the pain, Of all the stupid things I do, I'm an anchor on the line, Of a clock that tells the time, That is running out on you. Well it was cold when I woke, And the day was halfway done, Nearly spring in San Francisco, And I cannot feel the sun, You were sleeping next to me, But I knew that you'd be gone. If I could give all my love to you, I could justify myself, But I'm just not coming through, You're a pill to ease the pain, Of all the stupid things I do, I'm an anchor on the line, Of a clock that tells the time, That is running out on you. Take some time before you go, Think of Monday's coming down, And the people that you knew, The ones that aren't around, You've been fading day to day, I've been moving town to town. If I could give all my love to you, I could justify myself, But I'm just not coming through, You're a pill to ease the pain, Of all the stupid things I do, I'm an anchor on the line, Of a clock that tells the time, yeah. If I could give all my love to you, I could justify myself, But I'm just not coming through, You're a pill to ease the pain, Of all the stupid things I do, I'm an anchor on the line, Of a clock that tells the time, That is running out on you. |
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from Counting Crows - Big Yellow Taxi [single] (2003)
Got a message in my head,
That the papers had all gone, Richard Manuel is dead, And the daylight's coming on, I've been wandering through the dark, Now I'm standing on the lawn. If I could give all my love to you, I could justify myself, But I'm just not coming through, You're a pill to ease the pain, Of all the stupid things I do, I'm an anchor on the line, Of a clock that tells the time, That is running out on you. Well it was cold when I woke, And the day was halfway done, Nearly spring in San Francisco, And I cannot feel the sun, You were sleeping next to me, But I knew that you'd be gone. If I could give all my love to you, I could justify myself, But I'm just not coming through, You're a pill to ease the pain, Of all the stupid things I do, I'm an anchor on the line, Of a clock that tells the time, That is running out on you. Take some time before you go, Think of Monday's coming down, And the people that you knew, The ones that aren't around, You've been fading day to day, I've been moving town to town. If I could give all my love to you, I could justify myself, But I'm just not coming through, You're a pill to ease the pain, Of all the stupid things I do, I'm an anchor on the line, Of a clock that tells the time, yeah. If I could give all my love to you, I could justify myself, But I'm just not coming through, You're a pill to ease the pain, Of all the stupid things I do, I'm an anchor on the line, Of a clock that tells the time, That is running out on you. |
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from Counting Crows - Big Yellow Taxi (2006)
Got a message in my head,
That the papers had all gone, Richard Manuel is dead, And the daylight's coming on, I've been wandering through the dark, Now I'm standing on the lawn. If I could give all my love to you, I could justify myself, But I'm just not coming through, You're a pill to ease the pain, Of all the stupid things I do, I'm an anchor on the line, Of a clock that tells the time, That is running out on you. Well it was cold when I woke, And the day was halfway done, Nearly spring in San Francisco, And I cannot feel the sun, You were sleeping next to me, But I knew that you'd be gone. If I could give all my love to you, I could justify myself, But I'm just not coming through, You're a pill to ease the pain, Of all the stupid things I do, I'm an anchor on the line, Of a clock that tells the time, That is running out on you. Take some time before you go, Think of Monday's coming down, And the people that you knew, The ones that aren't around, You've been fading day to day, I've been moving town to town. If I could give all my love to you, I could justify myself, But I'm just not coming through, You're a pill to ease the pain, Of all the stupid things I do, I'm an anchor on the line, Of a clock that tells the time, yeah. If I could give all my love to you, I could justify myself, But I'm just not coming through, You're a pill to ease the pain, Of all the stupid things I do, I'm an anchor on the line, Of a clock that tells the time, That is running out on you. |
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from Counting Crows - Hard Candy (2002) |