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from David Mead - The Luxury of Time (1999)
The sound of beating hearts so anxious
A sacred rhythm passing with desire The time we spend alone, it saves us The things we learn in solitude inspire Its good to love for love is hard to find But to love is realized I can breathe you in I can taste every moment And the world in your patient eyes It will wait til we have arived Im so alive And i breathe you in Im breathing in your touch so reckless Im breathing in the words that slip softly from your fingertips The one you've blessed is all but helpless The largest lesson given will impower Its good to love for love is hard to touch If this life is large enough I can breathe you in I can taste every moment And the world in your patients eyes It will wait til we have arived Im so alive And i breathe you in You sit on my pillow Its enough to get me through But theres so much more to learn apart from you Our time in a bottle Would be wasted if it were used When theres so much more for love to prove So i breathe you in I can taste every moment And the world in your patient eyes It will wait til we have arrived Im so alive And i breathe you in |
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from David Mead - The Luxury of Time (1999)
I saw your eyes as I told you my story
They change from dusk to dawn Dream visions of mysterious glory Something sacred so sweet and strong It hit me in the heart so serious And I'm serious 'bout a girl like you The day will have to start vicarious And vicarious will have to do for now It's like sweet sunshine baby Unaffected as a ray of gold You give me sweet sunshine baby And I listen as our tale unfolds I keep hoping for the light and you make it so It's like sweet sunshine won't let me go Don't be surprised when you read what I'm writing It's true as the morning's light No need to lie about the urges I'm fighting As I toss through another night It hit me in the gut so frightening Yeah it frightens me what a day will do It starts to wake me up I'm brightening And I brighten up when I follow through my angel Give me sweet sunshine baby Unaffected as a ray of gold You give me sweet sunshine baby And I listen as our tale unfolds I keep hoping for the light and you make it so It's like sweet sunshine won't let me go I don't believe it's just another fleeting rush Yeah, for a moment I felt you beside me I want to raise the walls I want a trumpet call to remind me You feel so inviting You feel so inviting Sweet sunshine baby Unaffected as a ray of gold You give me sweet sunshine baby I listen as our tale unfolds I keep hoping for the light and you make it so It's like sweet sunshine won't let me go Sweet sunshine Sweet sunshine Sweet sunshine Sweet sunshine |
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from David Mead - The Luxury of Time (1999)
So, a man and a woman forked at a baby
The prince of dysfunction boy on a string From a suburban palace, he walked out to freedom Enslaved to a concept in the world of a king And baby's love, he's smoking in a peacoat A ship on the ocean bird on a wind With a poem and soul written in his honor There's a concrete assumption in the world of a king A guitar and a girlfriend, just off the turnpike Yeah, the fountain of ego learned how to sing But the truth shall engage him with heartbreak and cold cots In an unguarded moment in the world of a king And baby's gone, she's dancing on a big stage With a tear and a tutu, the phone never rings And he can't go on, he's banging on a keyboard There's an e-mail to Jesus from the world of a king I took a moment to remember a moonlit night Conversation by the candlelight was free Never trying to please yourself, never happy With nobody else but me, so a man and a woman |
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from David Mead - Mine And Yours (2001)
We're talking trash again like long sedated lovers
Baby what's become of us A latent memory of Southern springs and summers Maybe winter in New York It's started raining now on all my best intentions I'm putting on my heavy coat I'll take an airplane and leave the worst unmentioned Blame it on a lack of time When I was given to easy answers I swept you off your feet But now the dancing days are gone You sleep alone, leave the radio on I'm high above it now, the clouds a pillow for me I consider even more You have the softest eyes, the ways to wash and comfort All the kids on Jersey shore And I believe in easy answers Coming home for Christmas Minding manners all along I sleep alone, leave the radio on Yes I believe in easy answers Something permanent But only chances make a song We sleep alone, leave the radio on We sleep alone, leave the radio on |
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from David Mead - Mine And Yours (2001)
Now I'm crossing Broadway towards a rising sun
In a waking city, I'm a loaded gun I came home tonight to no one Not a sound, then it starts Something speaks from the dark Not a voice Only echoes of a heart Coming off the ceiling, rolling down the hall Through a vacant feeling like a distant call I hear nothing but the rise and fall Not a sound, then it starts Something speaks from the dark Not a voice Only echoes of a heart Comes around, close and far Deepest place, softest part Not a voice Only echoes of a heart |
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from David Mead - Mine And Yours (2001)
Elodie you look older than you act
Elodie your face in movies makes me want to ask Hey, Elodie- with your tongue and tears Oh, Elodie- could you come down here with me Beautiful you move, I'm thinking as I watch We could mesmerize this town, I tremble at the thought Hey, Elodie- with your tongue and tears Oh, Elodie- could you come down here with me Is it dangerous to be loved from afar I don't know who you are I only need the words to explain Ca Va? Ca Va? Et Tu? Por Quois? Elodie you look younger than you act Elodie your face in movies makes me want to ask Hey Elodie- with your tongue and tears Oh, Elodie- could you come down here with me |
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from David Mead - Mine And Yours (2001)
Noon siesta floating off the radio
May has come to rescue Central Park Watch the kids revive the sounds of Mexico It gives them a spark and something to breathe The beauty of everything unseen The figure of eight goes 'round It leaves you alive where you started It's good to be up when you're down So what were you waiting for? If all of your past is now The figure of eight, the figure of eight goes around These are days you read about in magazines These are times they used to call a book Every option sitting here in front of me Could give me a look, sweet on the vine I take them back home and make them mine The figure of eight goes 'round It leaves you alive where you started It's good to be up when you're down So what were you waiting for? If all of your past is now The figure of eight, the figure of eight goes around In a maze of broken dreams It is all just what it seems And a sweet, forgotten sound Goes around Noon siesta floating off the radio May has come to rescue Central Park Watch the kids revive the sounds of Mexico It gives them a spark The figure of eight goes 'round It leaves you alive where you started It's good to be up when you're down So what were you waiting for? If all of your past is now The figure of eight, the figure of eight goes around The figure of eight, the figure of eight goes around The figure of eight, the figure of eight goes around The figure of eight, the figure of eight goes around The figure of eight, the figure of eight goes around The figure of eight, the figure of eight goes around |
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from David Mead - Mine And Yours (2001)
Flight of fancy, pickup trucks
Sky of midnight, mother, son Life gets lost and I miss those miles behind Paths don't cross where the flamin' angel rides There she goes, a love alive The highway sings her lullaby Far away, but here tonight The flamin' angel rides To carry me off to sleep Carry me off to dream away the miles Ba ba ba... There she goes, a love alive The highway sings her lullaby Far away, but here tonight The flamin' angel rides To carry me off to sleep Carry me off to dream away the miles Flight of fancy, pickup trucks Sky of midnight, mother, son Life gets lost and I miss those miles behind Paths don't cross where the flamin' angel rides Paths don't cross where the flamin' angel rides Good night Flamin' angel Flamin' angel Flamin' angel Flamin' angel |
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from David Mead - Mine And Yours (2001)
Is she jumping? What an evening
To admire the view Flower in her hair Girl on the roof I can see her, I believe her So would I say something true Love is in the air Girl on the roof In the balance of the silence From the street down below Crowding is everywhere Dying to know I can see her, I believe her Is she asking for proof Love is in the air Girl on the roof Love is in the air What a perfect day to find Nothing could compare What a waste to turn and wave goodbye Is she thinking of the meaning That we all want to know Crowd is gonna stare Girl doesn't show I can see her, I believe her But could I say something new Love is in the air Girl on the roof Love is in the air What a perfect day to find Nothing could compare... |
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from David Mead - Mine And Yours (2001)
Love my eternal mystery
Buried in an angel's breast Fell down the stairs and kissed me Smiled and forsook the rest No calculated guesswork Now that introduction's made And oh what a thrill to hold her An embrace beside a hand grenade I'm a mess to be made this evening With a cheap serenade so pure What is mine and yours Could never be unspoken 'Cause a love as pure Scream to the ocean and sky All the ways of boys and girls Love the same is mine and yours tonight Tonight Sweet summer lilac romance There upon the grocery shelf Staring at your painted beauty Flexing my painted self Take off your dress don't worry Take off your boxing gloves There's nothing in your touch to hurt me But the punishment I'm thinking of I'm a mess to be made this evening With a cheap serenade so pure What is mine and yours Should never be unspoken 'Cause a love as pure Scream to the ocean and sky All the ways of boys and girls Love the same is mine and yours tonight And if it's a promise kept Or sweet enchanted sorrow I will still be here tomorrow As tonight What is mine and yours Should never be unspoken 'Cause a love as pure Scream to the ocean and sky All the ways of boys and girls Love the same is mine and yours tonight Tonight |
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from David Mead - Mine And Yours (2001)
Looking out the window, it's midday
Like the one I finally made you go away Thirty days, give or take Well I was sure you would break I finally took that picture off the wall Into every crack a little rain will fall Give it time, so they say But where do I place the blame For it all (chorus) 'Cos it's true You release yourself, it's all on someone else Yeah it's true And it's all the same when you got no one left to blame I believed you every time you said That this world could only turn inside your head As if you never cried As if we never died, this death (chorus) (bridge) 'Cos if I'd ever thought about it I know I'd find a way to doubt it for you I know that I'm responsible for The little lies I let you tell for two |
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from David Mead - Mine And Yours (2001)
Pack all your things up, don't get upset
Soon you should leave 'cause sooner you'll forget Was it a dream or maybe a mess Give you a pinch and take a wild guess You could be mistaken, lost in how it ends 'Cause only in the movies things make sense let every stupid story take away your doubts 'Cause only in the movies things work out God and all his angels must be surprised At every little promise that turns into a lie If she were a picture framed in golden wood Could you really miss her Would you? Still life and memories waltz out the door Is there relief in wanting what was yours No friend or doctor knows what to say Blind to forever standing in the way You could be mistaken, lost in how it ends 'Cause only in the movies things make sense Let every stupid story take away your doubts 'Cause only in the movies things work out |
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from David Mead - Mine And Yours (2001)
If ever you heard all of these words
Silent my point of view If ever you found all of my doubts Sorry what I put you through Sorry what I put you through If anyone could make it happen If anyone knows how to be If anyone would stay Never walk away She's standing here in front of me If ever you knew how I need you Waiting every waking day If ever you hurt it's only much worse Knowing that I made you wait Knowing that I made you wait If anyone could make it happen If anyone knows how to be If anyone would stay Never walk away She's standing here in front of me She's standing here in front of me La da da da da... If anyone could make it happen If anyone knows how to be If anyone would stay Never walk away She's standing here in front of me Yeah she's standing here in front of me La da da da da... |
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from David Mead - Mine And Yours (2001)
When you gonna leave me alone
Wake up and get on with your life When you gonna pick up the phone Can't you see I'm lonely tonight Stranded out on Venus again Waiting for the TV to speak Where are all my beautiful friends Toasting off my beautiful week Would you throw me a rope if I asked you to dance Swallow me whole if I gave you the chance, oh yeah Somewhere in space there's a start and an end Show me the way 'cause I'm stranded on Venus again On Venus again Strolling down the length of La Brea Searching for my angels with spoons Holding out the length of the day here Praying for the light of the moon Would throw me a rope if I asked you to dance... Hung out by the neon lights Well maybe I'm wrong for thinking I'm right Hello, California Can't you see I'm lonely tonight Would you throw me a rope if I asked you to dance... |
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from David Mead - Mine And Yours (2001)
What I want to do is wake up to you
Bathing in the morning's light All I want to say is bomb's away Could you be my girl tonight Out here on the street We move around All that we need So tell me What do you believe makes the world go 'round What do you believe makes the world go 'round What I want to do is find something new Shiny like a brand new toy All I want to take is what I make Feeling like a brand new boy My sweet city days I try to slide and fade away To nothing What do you believe makes the world go 'round What do you believe makes the world go 'round What do you believe makes it all keep turning as it's going down Oh babe, you gotta know it's gonna have to go 'Cause lately all I know is the smile on your face There's a feeling that will grow And a doubt I can't erase And the times I can't remember they will sink without a trace What do you believe makes the world go 'round |
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from David Mead - Mine And Yours (2001)
We'll go out tonight
If it makes you feel better But something is not right So as long as we're together Shoot straight-say what you mean And don't delay-I need every word I already know about the change in the weather I already heard about the popular lie Only you know whatever you're showing Tell me what's on your mind I see it in your eyes Those pretty pictures cold and silent But what a waste of lies I could have stayed at home dying There you go, sigh it away, but Dear you don't concede any words I already know about the change in the weather I already read the early New York Times Only you know whatever you're showing Tell me what's on your mind |
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from David Mead - Indiana (2004)
all your beauty is hard to explain
dancing shadows and light on your face every kiss in the world wouldn쨔t make you feel better what a pity to paint in your lines nothing쨔s in me that쨔s worth one more rhyme could it be that we쨔re both just slaves to the weather beauty where to find it can쨔t be far beauty where you hiding tell me, I쨔ll go where you are maybe martha was right when she said beauty colors the face of the dead it made me wish we were back in our beds sleeping soundly our cheeks blushing red beauty where to find it can쨔t be far beauty where you hiding tell me, I쨔ll go where you are Ocos every tear your silly eye bleeds well never fear, you never may see worse than this I want to find a beautiful place but maybe I forgot about today, now, here beauty where to find it can쨔t be far beauty where you hiding tell me, I쨔ll go where you are |
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from David Mead - Indiana (2004)
Heartbreak at childbirth,
The natural defense I lay there beside her And came to my sense Well heaven was healthy But leaving was hell The women beside me would know So she took the lead As I skipped off behind Into a forest of ladies divine A sweet piece of ass and A hat for my head Whatever made sense at the time And I was asleep When the lord showed his worth I jumped down the well Where the water was heard If all fallen angels must climb back to earth Send down a bucket of girls Diving for pearls, I ran out of air Swam through the world of bosoms and hair Pristine she was, but weren't they all Mercy, what god gave a girl What's there to fear in the curl of a lip The lamp lights the shoulder And spills down the hip South of Virginia the toes painted red The glory of flowers in bloom And I was asleep When the lord showed his worth I jumped down the well Where the water was heard If all fallen angels must climb back to earth Send down a bucket of girls |
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from David Mead - Indiana (2004)
So I'm calling you up on a very small phone
I'm in the middle of nowhere, Population of one Indiana's the wrong place to be stuck in a car I'm the king of the highway, baby; Let me conquer your heart Come on sugar, just say I love you You're out riding those concrete canyons You don't know what it means to miss you I'm still driving through Indiana So you wanted some tales of my wild exploits I had a couple of drinks in Cincy And some drugs in Detroit Then a guy in Chicago said I sing like a girl So I bought him a round and thanked him; What else could I do? Come on sugar, just say I love you You're out riding those concrete canyons You don't know what it means to miss you I'm still driving through Indiana Say hello to your friends, Guess we'll call it a night I'm pulling off at a truck stop, It's a glamorous life Indiana's the wrong place To be breaking apart On a road that goes on forever, Like a hole in your heart Come on sugar, just say I love you You're out riding those concrete canyons You don't know what it means to miss you I'm still driving through Indiana |
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from David Mead - Indiana (2004)
On a childhood highway through a night alone
I was barely breathing, I was crawling home Well it's not quite London or the south of France Or an Asian island or a second chance Going back to Nashville, thinking about the whole thing Guess you gotta run sometimes Maybe I'm a fast train rolling down a mountain Watching all my life go by You're a distant memory, you're an exit sign I was talking crazy on the driver's side And I know I hurt you but I can't confess Was that blood or a wine stain on your wedding dress? Going back to Nashville, thinking about the whole thing Guess you gotta run sometimes Maybe I'm a fast train rolling down a mountain Watching all my life go by Going back to Nashville, laughing at a bad break What's the use in wondering why? Baby, I'm a storm front blowing through the valley Tearing up a good July And it's safe and warm where nothing ever happens Would it be so hard to realign a star or two? Change a southern night for you Well it's not quite evening and it's not New York There's a scar in the blue sky by the old airport And I'm talking crazy on the driver's side I will always love you like a long goodbye |
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from David Mead - Indiana (2004)
Soon I'm gonna leave this place for good
The city lies as the city should Yeah, you know there's just One place to be New Mexico wait for me And oh, I wanna go Where the air is clean And oh, New Mexico wait for me When I was a boy I would dream at night A cowboy's dream by a cowboy light Even though I haven't got to ride in yet New Mexico won't forget And oh, I wanna go Where the air is clean And oh, New Mexico wait for me And I'm gonna take a ride Through the mountains gallow Stare into the great array Maybe take a bath in the San Francisco This is where I'll stay Oh, I wanna go where the air is clean Oh, New Mexico wait for me New Mexico wait for me |
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from David Mead - Indiana (2004)
How did we ever end up hereStuck in my old hometownShuffling our cards at the breakfast table,Watching the world go 'roundWell baby you look like a princessWrapped in my old bathrobeTorn from a page in a paperback still waiting to unfoldAnd it's true I've been waiting on an angel in disguiseSo could you save me from an ordinary lifeWhere you can't be a kid in a candy storeSmacking your lips 'cause you still want moreI tried to be good but I'm still so bored tonightAnd I just don't care for ordinary lifeHow do we get back to KingstonParis and Tokyo BayI've got a card with a number on it itching to pay your wayAnd it's true we can't quite afford the sparkle in my eyeBut would you trade it for an ordinary lifeWhere you can't be the chick I was cruising forShaking your hips on a big dance floorYou tried to be good but you're still so bored tonight'Cause you just don't care for ordinary lifeAnd it's true I've been waiting on an angel in disguiseBut could you save me from an ordinary lifeWhere you can't be a kid in a candy storeSmacking your lips 'cause you still want moreI tried to be good but I'm still so bored tonightAnd I just don't care for ordinary life
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from David Mead - Indiana (2004)
Well midnight has faded to morning
The city can't keep you with me 'Cause this is an island of vagabonds A stop on the way to be free But this is the wrong time for metaphors You like my one-liners best So take the Queensboro Bridge to the airport I'll stay and settle for less Well sweet baby Jesus is watching you From his bed at the big corner church And he knows the highs that you took me to 'Cause he knows the way that it hurts But this is the wrong time for saying prayers A kiss at the taxi will do And if the Queensboro Bridge never gets you there I'll be here waiting for you You're a beautiful sight over east river lights And I'm losing you You're a dream taking flight in a pink morning sky Yeah you're coming true And this is the wrong time for saying prayers A kiss at the taxi will do But if the Queensboro Bridge never gets you there I'll be here waiting for you Yeah if the Queensboro Bridge never gets you there I'll still be waiting for you |
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from David Mead - Indiana (2004)
You might see himStumbling out the front doorCrashing 'round the cornerMaybe gone for goodAnd you might see himSitting in a dark roomLike he never knew youAnd never wanted toHe might be walking on waterHe might be floating through airBut through the darkest remindersHe will be hoping you're thereYou might hear himBegging for forgivenessDishing out some nonsenseThat only brings you downAnd you might hear himSinging like his motherA distant little numberThat barely makes a soundHe might be walking on waterHe might be floating through airBut through the darkest remindersHe will be hoping you're thereAnd you might see himCreeping in your bedroomTrying not to wake youIn the middle of JulyAnd you might see himPulling back the coversHoping that you're still thereAnd hanging on for life
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from Everwood [ost] (2004)
Tom, get your plane right on time
I know your part'll go fine Fly down to Mexico here I am The only living boy in New York Well I get the news I need on the weather report Oh I can gather all the news I need on the weather report Hey, I've got nothing to do today but smile and here I am The only living boy in New York Half of the time we're gone but we don't know where we don't know where Half of the time we're gone but we don't know where we don't know where Half of the time we're gone we don't know where we don't know where Tom, get your plane right on time I know you've been eager to fly now Hey let your honesty shine shine shine Like it shines on me The only living boy in New York The only living boy in New York |
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