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from Ron Sexsmith - Ron Sexsmith (1996)
First chance I get, I'm gonna write you a letter
Tell you everything I'm feeling First chance I get, I'm going to make it better Then we can both start healing But right now, there's blood everywhere Tears and despair And the mirror is cracking First chance I get, I'm gonna send my blues packing First chance I get, I'm gonna take you somewhere Somewhere safe and secluded First chance I get, I'm gonna take you up where Pure love ain't diluted But right now the roads are bad World's going mad But I swear, we're gonna get there someday (Someday) First chance I get, I'm gonna plan out the big getaway But right now I'm occupied, my hands are tied But I swear I'm gonna get 'round to it (To it) First chance I get, I'm gonna say, ?I love you? and prove it First chance I get, I'm gonna say, ?I love you? and prove it Oh, first chance I get, I'm gonna say, ?I love you? and prove it |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Ron Sexsmith (1996)
I woke up on Galbraith Street
Where the houses stood like twins Oh, and even though the door's been closed I can find a way to get back in For in daydreams my mind returns Like a ghost upon the hill As I knock upon old doors again And find my friends all live there still So many good times to speak of in a life But none compared to the good times I had there The world looks so much brighter when You believe in every word Now, I'm holding on to all those years Like a tear before it falls unheard So many goodbyes to speak of in a life But none compared to the goodbyes I said there The sun went down on Galbraith street Saw it from my childhood bed As the red and gold brick houses stood Underneath a crimson sky that bled |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Ron Sexsmith (1996)
And I greet you from the other side
Of sorrow and despair With that love so vast and shattered It will reach you everywhere And I sing this for the captain Whose ship has not been built For the mother in confusion Her cradle still unfilled For the heart with no companion For the soul without a king For the prima ballerina Who cannot dance to anything Through the days of shame that are coming Through the night of wild distress Though your promise counts for nothing You must keep it nonetheless You must keep it for the captain Whose ship has not been built For the mother in confusion Her cradle still unfilled For the heart with no companion For the soul without a king For the prima ballerina Who cannot dance to anything And I greet you from the other side Of sorrow and despair With that love so vast and shattered It will reach you everywhere |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Ron Sexsmith (1996)
In place of a brick wall you made a window
In place of a dark hall you painted a mural Where there was only weeds you raised a garden And if I've failed to notice I'm sorry darling If you were gone what would I do? Cause no one could ever take the place of you If you should go where would I be? In place of you, an empty space for me In place of wandering blind you put direction In place of squandering my love and affection You built a place for me, where I could store it And I'm eternally grateful for it If you were gone what would I do? Cause no one could ever take the place of you If you should go where would I be? In place of you, an empty space for me There is so much from what I've gathered To put in place of these things you think you need In place of emptiness you put fulfilment In place of bitterness you put endearment Where there was only weeds you raised a garden And if I've failed to notice I'm sorry darling If you were gone what would I do? Cause no one could ever take the place of you If you should go where would I be? In place of you, an empty space for me |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Ron Sexsmith (1996)
I'm going down to Lebanon, Tennessee
From where I stand It's as good a place as any I don't know anybody there and Nobody knows me There'll be a job in Lebanon, Tennessee I'll work on a farm I'll work in some factory And I'll buy myself a home down there You can get one pretty cheap Get off the bus on the border of town Head in from the East Walk into a bar, take a seat in the corner Be a man of mystery Folks don't treat you mean in Lebanon, Tennessee But like a human being They'll take you in off the street They'll bring you in their home down there And give you something to eat I'm going down to Lebanon, Tennessee |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Ron Sexsmith (1996)
secret heart
what are you made of what are you, so afraid of could it be, three simple words or the fear of being overheard whats wrong? let her in on your secret heart secret heart why so mysterious why so secret, why so serious maybe your, just acting tough maybe your just, not man enough whats wrong? let her in on your secret heart. the very secret, your trying to conceal, is the very same one, your dying, to reveal, go tell her how you feel secret heart, come out and share it this loneliness, few can bear it could it have, something to do with admitting that you, just cant go through it alone, let her in on your secret heart |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Ron Sexsmith (1996)
Several miles have come between
All for the best it seems And just in case you're listening To this song, I will make it clear That I still love you Whatever happened, it don't need to be second guessed We move from one home to a new address Oh, it's just miles, miles behind us Miles to go, miles behind us Several miles have come to pass The smoke is cleared at last Into our lives we disappear It's just a song that you sometimes hear As you're passing through Whatever happened, it don't need to be second guessed We move from one home to a new address Oh, it's just miles, miles behind us Miles to go, miles behind us I'm listening too Oh, it's just miles, miles behind us Miles to go, miles behind us Oh, it's just miles Several miles have come between All for the best it seems Just in case you're listening I'm listening too |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Ron Sexsmith (1996)
He don't know how to lie or undermine you
He don't know how to steal, how to deal or deceive So leave him alone, set him free 'Cause he's speaking with the angel Speaking with the angel that only he can see You'd say he's so helpless, but what about you? You don't pull the string, don't you know anything? Leave him alone, let him be 'Cause he's speaking with the angel Speaking with the angel that only he can see Would you teach him 'bout heaven? Would you show him how to love the earth? Would you poison him with prejudice from the moment of his birth? He in the name of love, he in the blood of lamb He that never lays blame, he don't even know his name So leave him alone, set him free 'Cause he's speaking with the angel Speaking with the angel (the very one) that spoke to you and me Oh do you remember? |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Ron Sexsmith (1996)
More than once around
More than once so near Left standing here to witness Summer blowing town But it all works out In it's own sweet time What comes to mind is forgiveness Summer blowing town With no wounds left unhealed No hard feelings and no scars to reveal As we go 'round life's ferris wheel What comes to mind is forgiveness Summer blowing town With no wounds left unhealed No hard feelings and no scars to reveal As we go 'round life's ferris wheel Let the birds fly south Let the first snow fall Doesn't hurt at all to witness Summer blowing town No it doesn't hurt at all to witness Summer blowing town |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Ron Sexsmith (1996)
There's a rhythm under the song
And it beats for the old and the young And it pounds in the back of the sun It's the sound of one drummer, one drum There's a rhythm, it's subtle yet strong And it moves all the wallflowers on To the dance floor that holds everyone To the sound of one drummer, one drum Dance, for the time marches on Off to a war that can never be won To the heartbeat of drums There's a rhythm not cruel or kind Though you feel that it's left you behind Is it justice or you that is blind When you don't see it coming, how come? There's a rhythm under the song And it beats for the old and the young And it pounds in the back of the sun It's the sound of one drummer, one drum |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Ron Sexsmith (1996)
There's a rhythm under the song
And it beats for the old and the young And it pounds in the back of the sun It's the sound of one drummer, one drum There's a rhythm, it's subtle yet strong And it moves all the wallflowers on To the dance floor that holds everyone To the sound of one drummer, one drum Dance, for the time marches on Off to a war that can never be won To the heartbeat of drums There's a rhythm not cruel or kind Though you feel that it's left you behind Is it justice or you that is blind When you don't see it coming, how come? There's a rhythm under the song And it beats for the old and the young And it pounds in the back of the sun It's the sound of one drummer, one drum |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Ron Sexsmith (1996)
A day is long, many hours to fill
But it's alright if we let a few minutes spill Where's the crime in wasting time with you? Don't have to run when the pistol's fired It's alright if we let the meter expire Where's the crime in wasting time with you? People love to talk about Big things they're gonna do Or they've been through it all We can just remove ourselves We don't have to prove ourselves Worthy of their approval "You're only young once" Well that's one point of view And it's alright if we've nothing better to do Where's the crime in wasting time Where's the crime in wasting time Where's the crime in wasting time with you? |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Ron Sexsmith (1996)
I can't understand this sadness here
Sorrow's rolling in, from where's unclear But I know there's a reason for all these blues So I'm off to find the words we never use Yes I know you've been hurt by words I've said But more by the times I turned my head For the willow of your smile is showing through You're aching for the words we never use How long must we bury all we feel? Yes, and turn in the face of what is real Well now, love has made an offer we can't refuse So let's try for the words we never use The words we never use |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Other Songs (1997)
It's really coming down
Raining cats and hounds It's falling on parades And on the plans we made But there'll be other days And things will turn our way The rain has got to fall It's April after all Even the longest night Will lead you to daylight It's the way May leads to June And it's how I've come to you The world goes spinning round Life goes up and down And rain is bound to fall It's April after all They'll be other days Darling come what may The rain has got to fall It's April after all Tears are bound to fall It's April after all |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Other Songs (1997)
In the midst of all this welcome change
I can hardly wait Oh, to welcome all that was estranged To my life again I thought I was on my own At different times Just a voice on a cold pay phone At different times Now I'm taken by these thoughts of how We found you and I In the midst of it all, in a northern town Between the earth and sky These thoughts of you come around At different times We watch as the sun goes down At different times At different times I've been tempted by these open doors You turned and I was gone Now I pray that I was spoken for In my absence, in my song I thought I was on my own At different times Like a stranger in my own home At different times At different times |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Other Songs (1997)
Tour bus rolling down Broadway
Says "nobody you would know" In all the store front windows I see my face And the lame expression of this average Joe Lord, a fool and his money parted ways To a con artist at the bus depot Oh now who would've thought such an honest face Would make a monkey of this average Joe I'm a walking disaster I'm an accident waiting to happen I can't walk any faster, no If I could I'd be tap dancing, yeah Oh I see the porch light of my home Where my love lies waiting for me No we don't have much but this I know You've made a king out of this average Joe |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Other Songs (1997)
Child star, child star
You've reached the end of the road They only wanted you When you were good as gold Child star, child star You've had a pretty long run Go back to the real world While you're still young Did you think this love would last Did you think this love was true It came and went so fast They loved somebody but it wasn't you Child star, child star This is where we get off Stay on and ride awhile Till the road gets rough They loved somebody but it wasn't you Child star, child star Live and learn and move on Go back to the real world While you're still young |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Other Songs (1997)
Standing on the side of the road near the overpass
With a sign around his neck that says "Car wash, free balloons", he's a clown in broad daylight He's waving at the people in cars who do a double-take And goad him on with their horns outside the car wash Ike a cartoon, he's a clown in broad daylight Raising eyebrows and emotions He don't phase some people at all For everyday the circus is open Everything is alright It's just a clown in broad daylight Everything is alright For against the backdrop of ordinary life it's the easy laugh That gets you through your working day and the hogwash Sad but true, he's a clown in broad daylight Yeah he's waving at you He's a clown, a clown in broad daylight |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Other Songs (1997)
Sometimes in anger we seem to forget
All the wrongs that have been done to us We've done to others and regret Pull back You'll see the picture that much clearer Anyone Anyone can make an honest mistake Anyone Anyone can make an honest mistake To err is human and all you can do Is to tell it to your wounded heart Forgiveness is human too Go back Accept each other for who we are Anyone Anyone can make an honest mistake Anyone Anyone can make an honest mistake Few can admit it when they're wrong, I know Few can forgive and then move on, I know it's hard An honest mistake Anyone Anyone can make an honest mistake Sometimes in anger we seem to forget All the wrongs that have been to us We've done to others and regret |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Other Songs (1997)
Oh it never fails, anytime I start
To speak my mind I break her heart Oh it never fails Every time I feel my faith is strong This doubt appears and steers me wrong Oh it never fails This world is not the one we used to know and love Can't help wondering if it ever was This world is not the one we used to know and love Can't help wondering if it ever was Oh it never fails, in times like these I hold you and my soul's at ease Oh it never fails Oh it never fails |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Other Songs (1997)
He sees it coming from a mile away
He knows all the rules by heart and so the game is played He's trading love for this sordid night of bliss Though nothing good, nothing good could ever come from this Nothing good, nothing good could ever come from this You've seen how people rise in times of need Forget all their pettiness, forget all their greed But he can't rise above this warm and reckless kiss Though nothing good, nothing good could ever come from this From this only sorrow From this no future, only tomorrows And when the morning comes tumbling down No trace of the night before, it's still the same old town But deep inside now hides a stranger in his midst And nothing good, nothing good could ever come from this Nothing good, nothing good could ever come from this |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Other Songs (1997)
Pretty little cemetery on a summer's day
Walking with my family, stopping on the way To read the epitaphs and wonder at the graves Pretty little cemetery on a summer's day Pretty little monument beneath a shady tree For a little boy who died in 1943 But still in the air this lingering grief Pretty little monument beneath a shady tree There's an old couple on the bus Sitting next to us, my boy and I And pointing to the graveyard My boy turns to the old man And says "this is where you go to when you die My papa told me so" The old man said "yes, we know" Pretty little cemetery, hear the bells ring When the night falls it's a very different thing Outside the gate there's a woman looking in Pretty little cemetery, hear the bells ring |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Other Songs (1997)
So young
So young at the start So strong that it left its mark Upon our hearts So young So strong So strong we had no choice We're pulled along by the ancient voice Of girls and boys So young So young So young at the end Of a long day that was spent Just being friends So young |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Other Songs (1997)
She was not the girl next door
But the girl from 'round the corner It was at the tail end of grade four When she came to school one morning And all eyes were upon her as she took her seat Her name was Amanda with pretty eyes of green And hair of blonde, strawberry blonde Springtime and dandelions And summer 'round the corner Was at the tail end of age nine With a million dreams before her She lived with her mother in an old decrepit house If there was trouble she kept it to herself All summer long, the strawberry blonde And by her face there was no way to tell It seemed like all was well in her world But the neighbours said Her mother had lost her will To gin and sleeping pills It was no life for a little girl Still I see her face framed in blue sky At the top of a slide coming down And when the sirens wailed (her mother had failed to rise) All the neighbors stood outside As Amanda just stared at the ground Time flies and years are piled I'd forgotten all about her When I saw her down the aisle Of a streetcar with her daughter Then I heard Amanda say as she got up "See'mon Samantha, girl, this is our stop" And they were gone Two strawberry blondes |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Other Songs (1997)
Thinking out loud
Is all I'm doing Trying to raise my love Above the ruins With each song I kick it around, Thinking... My love I can tell There's a load on your mind If we poured ourselves Like this bottle of wine And let it flow, We'll figure it out Thinking out loud But it's hard to think with all the racket Going on inside our heads All this worrying is getting us nowhere Let's go somewhere instead Just thinking out loud Is it all we're good for? Trying to raise our love But always falling short Heaven knows What it's all about Thinking out loud With each song I kick it around Thinking out loud |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Other Songs (1997)
Under every sky of baby blue
Is an undercurrent of rain Under every trial life puts you through Is an undercurrent of change Though the sun now is shrouded in grey It's pulling the wool over my eyes When it looks like hell I tell myself It's a thinly veiled disguise I feel a dark wind blowing through my hair Blowing through my dreams at night It's tearing me from all that I hold dear As I hold on for dear life Through the dark hours we stumble and fall And fumble around for the light As far as I can tell, the dark as well Wears a thinly veiled disguise Under every sky of baby blue Is an undercurrent of rain Under every trial life puts you through Is an undercurrent of change Through the noise and the poisonous words That lead us to believe otherwise I can hear the bells, they're ringing out Through a thinly veiled disguise |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Whereabouts (1999)
If I had all this time on my hands
Well I would love to share it with you And though our days have made other plans But there is nothing I'd rather do Than sit and talk with you My beautiful view The squinting of her eyes when she smiles The glinting of sun in her hair She wets her lips and takes a sip of Her tea as I try not to stare And though I try not to It's such beautiful view Oh my heart What's all the commotion about? For so long I guess you've been going without With all these numbers staring me down And all this stormy weather so gray So many grim reminders Of how much I have lost along the way But you remind me, it's true Of a beautiful view Well there is nothing I'd rather do Than sit and talk with you My beautiful view All I wanna do Is take a walk, girl, with you My beautiful view |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Whereabouts (1999)
Can't believe our luck sometimes
Anyway things will fall apart And somedays it seems as though We were doomed from the start But I can't believe that fate Would have such a cruel heart Though somedays it seems I know We were doomed from the start When all the world's asleep And the night is quiet and still Your love returns to me As if sent from above to my window sill So, we'll take the good times then We'll take on its counterpart If this love was meant to be Not doomed from the start Your love returns to me As if sent from above to my window sill So, we'll take the good times then We'll take on its counterpart If this love was meant to be Not doomed from the start If this love was meant to be Not doomed from the start |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Whereabouts (1999)
And up above me its the same old sky
Be it blue or be it grey And more do I wonder What goes on behind Every passing day The voice of reason is seldom heard But fear and ignorance have their say I need more than ever To hear a kind word With every passing day Every passing day But the more I see The more I feel The more I need To know for sure what is real Every passing day And the more I see The more I feel The more I need To know for sure what is real What is real? And from the pavement flowers grow From the shadows children play I'm feeling stronger In my heart I know With every passing day, Every passing day ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By SEXSMITH <i>Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC</i> |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Whereabouts (1999)
How I hate to see you this way I feel for you, Love
Is there nothing, I can say to cheer you up? For I see your face is filled with so much sorrow Wish I could make it disappear Before this night is through with us I feel for you, Love I feel for you, Love How I've tried to see the good side I feel for you, Love You see all the years going by and you can't get off But it's not that way, time is all we're taking For our own sake just let it go Before it makes a fool of us Before its too late in the game to change anything Is it too late in the game to change anything? How I hate to see you this way I feel for you, Love Is there nothing, I can say to cheer you up? For I see your face is filled with so much sorrow Wish I could make it disappear Before this night is through with us I feel for you, Love Is it too late in the game to change anything? Is it too late in the game to change anything? Is it too late in the game to change anything? Is it too late in the game to change anything? |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Whereabouts (1999)
The end must come for some good reason
I've heard it said before To everything a time and season What was this season for? In a flash, in a flash There one moment and gone in a flash Think of all the strangers you've encountered In cafes or subway trains Or lined up at this water fountain One drink and on your way In a flash, in a flash There one moment and gone in a flash When hopes are rising like a rocket When cups are overflowing When hearts were filled like children's pockets It's then I'll hear your song In a flash, in a flash There one moment and gone in a flash Our eyes can't help but disbelieve this Bad news and even though The end must come for some good reason Right now I just don't know In a flash, in a flash There one moment and gone in a flash There one moment Gone in a flash |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Whereabouts (1999)
High above it all
These words have lingered on "I won't let you fall" Though I must have heard it wrong Cos I've been lying here Seems all these broken songs Have fallen on deaf ears Oh, I must have heard it wrong It's time I got used to it We've all been left behind But I can't make the pieces fit Hard as I try Oh, when will I learn Believing for so long As if I had faith to burn Though I must have heard you wrong I can't make the pieces fir Hard as I try Behind this starry wall I turned and then walked on Thought I heard a star fall Though I must have heard it wrong Thought I heard a star fall Though I must have heard it wrong |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Whereabouts (1999)
You can count on many things to let you down
You can take you plans And stick 'em six feet underground Wouldn't your time be better spent on days to come? Not the ones that went And left you on a doorstep one grey morning But there's a rumour and everybody's so convinced But you don't believe Your eyes have seen no evidence Of any good left in this town Of any need to be hanging around But you'll leave the sun behind you one grey morning One grey morning One of many grey mornings Always turning up without warning One grey morning One of many dream orphans Always turning up on your doorstep You follow up on all the leads that lead nowhere Trying to recognize The need inside that led you there You'll either listen to your heart Or go drown it out in a noisy bar 'Til you're overcome by the silence one grey morning One grey morning One of many grey mornings Always turning up without warning One grey morning One of many dream orphans Always turning up on your doorstep One grey morning Like today Wouldn't your time be better spent on days to come? Not the ones that went And left you on a doorstep one grey morning One grey morning One of many dream orphans Always turning up on your doorstep One grey morning Like today |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Whereabouts (1999)
When the world is wearing me down
And the wind is throwing its weight around So cold, it blows right through me I need your love I sure could use your love Right about now They say every soul needs searching But I just don't know where to begin Give me something to go on I need your love I sure could use your love Right about now Now that it's late and I see things so clearly Must be something I can do I feel like calling but it's much too early for you So I'm up here writing this song But tonight the words have come out wrong Think I'll just let my heart speak I sure could use your love Right about now I need your love Wish I could feel your love |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Whereabouts (1999)
Riverbed, I'll lay my head upon your pillow
And watch the waves go flowing by Riverbed, underneath the weeping willow I'll sleep until the sunlight fills the sky Never said, "I would be your super hero" I never said, "That I was strong" Riverbed, I'll lay my head upon your pillow If you'd just let this night go on and on 'Cos everything I felt before Don't make much sense to me anymore And everything I'm feeling now I can only dream about Riverbed, I'll lay my head upon your pillow And watch the waves go flowing by Riverbed, underneath the weeping willow I'll sleep until the sunlight fills the sky River runs so cold and clear You'd think it must be heaven's mirror And like the leaves I'm on the ground Old Jack is back in town Riverbed, I'll lay my head upon your pillow And watch the waves go flowing by Riverbed, underneath the weeping willow I'll sleep until the sunlight fills the sky I'll sleep until the sunlight fills the sky |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Whereabouts (1999)
And up above me its the same old sky
Be it blue or be it grey And more do I wonder What goes on behind Every passing day The voice of reason is seldom heard But fear and ignorance have their say I need more than ever To hear a kind word With every passing day Every passing day But the more I see The more I feel The more I need To know for sure what is real Every passing day And the more I see The more I feel The more I need To know for sure what is real What is real? And from the pavement flowers grow From the shadows children play I'm feeling stronger In my heart I know With every passing day, Every passing day ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By SEXSMITH <i>Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC</i> |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Whereabouts (1999)
Staring down these days ahead
And the days gone by All these regrets Best make room for love Seems we're always racing With trouble too close behind We may never win But where there's still hope There's still time Why blame ourselves at all For promises we never made Though I'd blame myself If I should lose your love Always some bridge to cross Or some mountain to climb But all is not lost Sure as the stars above There's still time Still time to find what We've been looking for Still time to find out There's no need to search anymore For love Staring down these days ahead And the days gone by All these regrets Best make room for love There's still time |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Whereabouts (1999)
God so loved the idiot boy
He gave him a pair of eyes to explore Gave him a pair of hands to destroy Any good thing that he found Put this kid in a candy store Let him run around until he drops Then just like a bull in a China shop Everything came crashing down God so loved the idiot boy That he filled the nights with dreams Till dusty sunlight beams Danced upon the floor Gave him a solo in the choir Where songs of wild desire Were all his voice was for Lo lo lo lo lo lo God so loved the idiot world He gave it his only son to kick around That was long ago in another town It could use a good laugh now God so loved the idiot world Gave him a solo in the choir Where songs of wild desire Were all his voice was for Lo lo lo lo lo God so loved the idiot boy He gave him coffee grounds in a paper cup And a reason everyday to keep getting up In a world that drags you down God so loved the idiot boy God so loved the idiot boy God so loved the idiot boy |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Cobblestone Runway (2002)
Look up my darling
Way up high At the clouds above you My heart's a window, darling If you look inside You'll see how I think of you We all get angry sometimes But it disappears Don't have the patience sometimes I create tears But there's nothing in this wash That won't come clear in the end 'Cause we're best friends |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Cobblestone Runway (2002)
Some say you've got to lose to win
Any moment now our luck will stumble in And claim us at the lost and found and help us all Get our feet back on the ground Disappearing act, I want my money back Disappearing act, I wish life had warned us long ago We're only one half of a disappearing act Who pulled the rug out under us? Maybe all the time in the world ain't quite enough One day you're saying, "Look ma, no hands" Then it's, "Help me ma, I just don't understand" Disappearing act, I want my childhood back Disappearing act, I wish life had warned us long ago We're on the wrong half of a disappearing act Of a disappearing act Oh and when you hear the saints go marching in As you're walking down your street again No magic wand can make it stop And as your house of cards comes crashing down So loud it makes you turn around Look longer, think harder now Some say you've got to lose to win Any moment now, our luck will stumble in And claim us at the lost and found And help us all get our feet back on the ground Disappearing act, I want my money back Disappearing act, I wish life had warned us long ago We're on the wrong half of a disappearing act Of a disappearing act, of a disappearing act Oh, of a disappearing act |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Cobblestone Runway (2002)
Used to work as a messenger
Spent my days riding elevators In the heart of the business world Till one day there came a sign In the form of a Dragonfly on Bay Street Buzzing round from tower to tower At the twilight of the working hour Had he taken a wrong turn? Was he lost without a trace? Just like us Dragonfly on Bay Street In the crowd without a face Dragonfly on Bay Street No fields for miles around As through the underground I go What was it telling me? It's better to be free or maybe nothing at all Now I work in another field Spend my time keeping my eyes peeled For a sign that'll lead me home 'Cause Lord, I feel so out of place Just like that Dragonfly on Bay Street I'm lost without a trace Dragonfly on Bay Street In the crowd without a face Dragonfly on Bay Street It's all or nothing at all I'm lost without a trace Dragonfly on Bay Street In the crowd without a face Dragonfly on Bay Street I'm lost without a trace Dragonfly on Bay Street In the crowd without a face Dragonfly on Bay Street |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Cobblestone Runway (2002)
For a moment there
I could've swore I knew where I was going For a moment there I was in my room following the music Never knowing if it was going anywhere I could hear it in the sky above In the streets below me I could hear it in the songs of love Just enough to show me There was a light somewhere, somewhere For a moment there The sun was in my eyes and I was blinded For a moment there But now I look again and when it seems Like all is lost I find it or it finds me anyway I can see it in the sun above In the grass below me I see it in the ones I love Just enough to show me There is a light somewhere For a moment there I could see it in the ones I love Just enough to show me There is a light somewhere |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Cobblestone Runway (2002)
Your eyes are burning low
As you look out on this morning But your eyes will return To their former glory Though the cold North wind may blow It's all sound and fury And the summer will return In it's former glory Everything will be just like you remember Today won't look as bad as it seemed And though love's become a dying ember It will burn brighter than you ever dreamed For the day is coming soon You don't have to worry Your light will return In it's former glory Everything will be just like you remember Today won't look as bad as it seemed Though love's become a dying ember It will burn brighter than you ever dreamed For the day is coming soon You don't have to worry Your lights will return In it's former glory Your lights will return The summer will return Your hearts will rise again In it's former glory |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Cobblestone Runway (2002)
God loves everyone
Like a mother loves her son No strings at all Unconditional Never one to judge Would never hold a grudge 'Bout what's been done God loves everyone There are no gates in Heaven Everyone gets in Queer or straight Souls of every faith Hell is in our minds Hell is in this life But when it's gone God takes everyone Its love is like a womb It's like the air from room to room It surrounds us all The living and the dead May we never lose the thread That bound us all Oh, the killer in his cell The atheist as well The pure of heart And the wild at heart Are all worthy of its grace It's written in the face Of everyone God loves everyone There's no need to be saved No need to be afraid 'Cause when it's done God takes everyone God loves everyone |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Cobblestone Runway (2002)
I know it doesn't seem that way
But maybe it's the perfect day Even though the bills are piling Maybe Lady Luck ain't smiling But if we only open our eyes We'd see the blessings in disguise That all the rain clouds are fountains Though our troubles seem like mountains There's gold in them hills There's gold in them hills So don't lose heart Give the day a chance to start Every now and then life says: Where do you think you're going so fast? We're apt to think it's cruel, but sometimes It's a case of cruel to be kind And if we get up off our knees Why then we'd see the forest for the trees and we'd see the new sun rising Over the hills and horizon There's gold in them hills There's gold in them hills So don't lose faith Give the world a chance to say: A word or two, my friend There's no telling how the day might end We'll never know until we see That there's gold in them hills There's gold in them hills So don't lose heart Give the day a chance to start There's gold in them hills There's gold in them hills |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Cobblestone Runway (2002)
I know it doesn't seem that way
But maybe it's the perfect day Even though the bills are piling Maybe Lady Luck ain't smiling But if we only open our eyes We'd see the blessings in disguise That all the rain clouds are fountains Though our troubles seem like mountains There's gold in them hills There's gold in them hills So don't lose heart Give the day a chance to start Every now and then life says: Where do you think you're going so fast? We're apt to think it's cruel, but sometimes It's a case of cruel to be kind And if we get up off our knees Why then we'd see the forest for the trees and we'd see the new sun rising Over the hills and horizon There's gold in them hills There's gold in them hills So don't lose faith Give the world a chance to say: A word or two, my friend There's no telling how the day might end We'll never know until we see That there's gold in them hills There's gold in them hills So don't lose heart Give the day a chance to start There's gold in them hills There's gold in them hills |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Cobblestone Runway (2002)
Though you don't believe your eyes
As your mind's taken by surprise But there's a reason to the rhyming of Your heart's desire Though it seems too good to last Don't write it off too fast For there's a method to the madness of Your heart's desire Yes I guess it's out of our hands Though we try to understand It's not for us to know Where the night is going Though you may say that it's not what you're looking for How can you be so sure? How can you be so sure In your heart that this isn't it? In your plans it just won't fit So you keep on second guessing it Your heart's desire Cause you don't believe your eyes As your mind's taken by surprise But there's a reason to the rhyming of Your heart's desire Your heart's desire ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By SEXSMITH <i>Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC</i> |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Cobblestone Runway (2002)
Skies are gray
For miles around Though the sun tries Hard to break through the clouds And while the sun is trying The least that I can do Is to keep on rising and shining My light on you Another season's turning And the least that I can do Is to keep on learning and returning Till everything's brand new With all the love you've given me All the love so perfect and true To call your arms eternity Is the least that I can do With all the love you've given me While the bells are ringing The least that I can do Is to keep on singing and believing This song will see me through And while the birds are flying The least that I can do Is to keep from crying, keep on trying To raise my heart to you With all the love, you've given me All the love so perfect and true To call your arms eternity Is the least that I can do With all the love, you've given me All the love so perfect and true To call your heart infinity Is the least that I can do With all the love you've given me It's the least that I can do |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Cobblestone Runway (2002)
Promises are made to be broken
Haven't you heard? He said he'd never break your heart Now haven't you learned? You believed in the words In all that they meant Oh, but love is not some popular song Filled with empty sentiment That's what passes for love That's what passes for love these days It won't take a miracle, darlin' Just keep it real This world can make us cynical, darlin' I know how it feels You took it to heart What they said on the screen Oh, but love is not just playing a part In some very scripted scene That's what passes for love That's what passes for love these days No one can complete you or make you whole But love will come to greet you half way Though the streets are never paved with gold Promises are made to be broken Haven't you heard? He said he'd never break your heart Now haven't you learned? You believed in the words In all that they meant Oh, but love is not some popular song Filled with empty sentiment That's what passes for love That's what passes for love That's what passes for love these days |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Cobblestone Runway (2002)
I'm looking out across the way
To her old abode It'd sure be good to see her again Coming up the road When out to paint the weather grey Lo and behold Her eyes told of better days Coming up the road Oh and maybe Love knows where to find me And I'll wake up And find her beside me To guide me For the world can not defeat us when You've got a hand to hold And how the stars will greet us then Coming up the road Oh baby, there'll be happier times If we believe Everything's gonna be alright With all our might I'm looking out across the way To her old abode It'd sure be good to see her again Coming up the road And how the stars will greet us then Coming up the road |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Gold In Them Hills (2003)
I know it doesn't seem that way
But maybe it's the perfect day Even though the bills are piling Maybe Lady Luck ain't smiling But if we only open our eyes We'd see the blessings in disguise That all the rain clouds are fountains Though our troubles seem like mountains There's gold in them hills There's gold in them hills So don't lose heart Give the day a chance to start Every now and then life says: Where do you think you're going so fast? We're apt to think it's cruel, but sometimes It's a case of cruel to be kind And if we get up off our knees Why then we'd see the forest for the trees and we'd see the new sun rising Over the hills and horizon There's gold in them hills There's gold in them hills So don't lose faith Give the world a chance to say: A word or two, my friend There's no telling how the day might end We'll never know until we see That there's gold in them hills There's gold in them hills So don't lose heart Give the day a chance to start There's gold in them hills There's gold in them hills |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Gold In Them Hills (2003)
I know it doesn't seem that way
But maybe it's the perfect day Even though the bills are piling Maybe Lady Luck ain't smiling But if we only open our eyes We'd see the blessings in disguise That all the rain clouds are fountains Though our troubles seem like mountains There's gold in them hills There's gold in them hills So don't lose heart Give the day a chance to start Every now and then life says: Where do you think you're going so fast? We're apt to think it's cruel, but sometimes It's a case of cruel to be kind And if we get up off our knees Why then we'd see the forest for the trees and we'd see the new sun rising Over the hills and horizon There's gold in them hills There's gold in them hills So don't lose faith Give the world a chance to say: A word or two, my friend There's no telling how the day might end We'll never know until we see That there's gold in them hills There's gold in them hills So don't lose heart Give the day a chance to start There's gold in them hills There's gold in them hills |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Rarities (2003)
I know it doesn't seem that way
But maybe it's the perfect day Even though the bills are piling Maybe Lady Luck ain't smiling But if we only open our eyes We'd see the blessings in disguise That all the rain clouds are fountains Though our troubles seem like mountains There's gold in them hills There's gold in them hills So don't lose heart Give the day a chance to start Every now and then life says: Where do you think you're going so fast? We're apt to think it's cruel, but sometimes It's a case of cruel to be kind And if we get up off our knees Why then we'd see the forest for the trees and we'd see the new sun rising Over the hills and horizon There's gold in them hills There's gold in them hills So don't lose faith Give the world a chance to say: A word or two, my friend There's no telling how the day might end We'll never know until we see That there's gold in them hills There's gold in them hills So don't lose heart Give the day a chance to start There's gold in them hills There's gold in them hills |
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from Ron Sexsmith - Rarities (2003)
I can't understand this sadness here
Sorrow's rolling in, from where's unclear But I know there's a reason for all these blues So I'm off to find the words we never use Yes I know you've been hurt by words I've said But more by the times I turned my head For the willow of your smile is showing through You're aching for the words we never use How long must we bury all we feel? Yes, and turn in the face of what is real Well now, love has made an offer we can't refuse So let's try for the words we never use The words we never use |
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