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Streets of London
03:58
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STREETS OF LONDON
The strings of my heart are so thin and so taut
I’d rather call in late than not show up
I’d rather give myself away than be bought
But when the sun gives herself away
She colors me crazy, she colors me gray
But on the moon's sweet return
She colors me pretty, she calls me to play
The rules of the game
Are so quick to take change
I’d rather go all in than play it safe
I’d rather lose it all than fold an ace
But when the sun gives herself away
She colors me crazy, she colors me gray
But on the moon's sweet return
She colors me pretty, she calls me to play
Our love affair wanders through the night
and while others might be fearful we do just fine
with our hearts pinned to our sleeves
on the streets of London is where we’ll be
on the streets of London is where we’ll be
But when the sun gives herself away
She colors me crazy, she colors me gray
But on the moon's sweet return
She colors me pretty, she calls me to play
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2. |
Hwy 41
03:21
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HWY 41
Standing all alone
in a foot of Chicago snow
no matter which way I go
the wind is against me
but when the stars shine
they shimmer like your eyes
you take me to the moon
darling when I’m lost
I will follow you
If you only had one wish
how would you begin to choose
if you only had one kiss
i’d like to be the man in those shoes
and see the stars shine
shimmer like your eyes
you take me to the moon
darling, when I’m lost
I will follow you
All the promises we made
in the shadows of the rafters
we’d talk about growing old
living happily ever after
and I love the way you sing
the pop songs of the nineties
and the way you dance along
driving with the top down on 41
see the stars shine
shimmer like your eyes
you take me to the moon
darling when I’m lost
I will follow you
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3. |
Mary the Boxer
04:09
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MARY THE BOXER
Mary was a boxer
Who set out to beat the world
Grew up in South Georgia
She used to beat up all the girls
She says no, no,
you’re not gonna win
I’ve never been beat before
And then there was Gracie the Great
She wore a couple scars
Her daddy gave her
When he got home from the bars
She says no, no,
you’re not gonna win
I’ve never been beat before
The bets were on Gracie the Great
the leader of ring
she had a hook that send ya flying
and crying out for days
She says no, no,
you’re not gonna win
I’ve never been beat before
Well it was the greatest fight
since Frazier and Ali
And they were dancing slow motion
it was a beautiful commotion
They were hitting like hammers
and dropping like trees
The priest beat the medics
Said hey Mary you alright?
Throw in the towel
you made us real proud tonight
She says, No Father
I know when I’ve been beat
And I still have another round left in me
So lift me up
lift me up
lift me up
lift me up
you don't know me
I've been through this
you cant own me
you’re not worth it
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4. |
Wish You Well
03:54
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WISH YOU WELL
Well I knew when I saw the headlights
in the rearview hanging a right
you needed a mile for your thoughts
but you kept driving, on driving north
and I didn't know you cared for the snow
Didn't know you felt out of control
Didn't know you had to touch
the sun before you had enough
and I wish you well, but goddamn
No place to run, no place to hide
your midlife crisis at 25
and you can’t stop the demons inside
you cant stop them no, you cant stop them so
you fall to your knees for the first time to pray
you say dear god whatcha got planned today
cause i can’t stop you, I can’t stop you
and I wish you well, but goddamn
So I tore down the pictures
Took a walk in the rain
trying to get my mind straight again
these younger days are hard to explain
but i’ll be okay when the story gets changed
cause I can’t stop you, cant stop you
can’t stop you no, can’t stop you so
I wish you well, but goddamn
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5. |
Fool's Gold
03:33
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FOOL’S GOLD
The words I do not say
speak louder than I want them to
I don’t mean to hide from you
I don’t mean to shy from you
I live in New York
but on Pacific time
And I can’t help running so far behind
so I take the train
‘Frisco bound
with the lonely crowd
and I can’t hear a sound
pull in the station but you’re not around
guess I always had my doubts
I fell for fool’s gold
but my heart did not know
my mind was quick
but I fell for the trick
chasing fool’s gold
The words I do not say
is a place I use to dream
where you’d unfold to me
all the mysteries
treasures of my heart
and pleasures of your time
but I was left so far behind
And here at bay
tide pulling in
I wonder how you are,
wonder how you been
back in New York
where it all began
can I get a second chance?
I fell for fool’s gold
but my heart did not know
my mind was quick
but I fell for the trick
chasing fool’s gold
Fools Gold, Fools Gold
I have no intention to read your mind
No intention to spend my time
To find the faults that were yours or mine
We spent to long standing in line
I fell for fool’s gold
Despite all I was told
my eye on the prize
too tempted by times
I fell for fool’s gold
but my heart did not know
my mind was quick
but I fell for the trick
chasing fool’s gold
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6. |
So Good
03:23
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SO GOOD
Why do I always
have my head up in the clouds?
It’s okay to dream, but I need to get down
If only for a moment to tell her it's true
to tell her how I feel, to tell her when I knew
Cause she’s so good to me, so good
I want to be good to her too! ooh yeah!
So why is my heart always footing the breaks?
A little too scared, too scared of what it takes
To find the man that I am from the man that I was
Just to be the man that can give her my love
Will we be forever or will we be for now?
Stop hesitating or we’ll never find out
Take a look around at what is true
Cause I know I got it good and good is good for two
Cause she’s so good to me, so good
I want to be good to her too - ooh yeah!
And I hope I’m not too late to tell her now
My love for her
And I hope I’m not too late to show her how
I care for her
So I’ll fold all my tricks and get ready to trade
A night of counting sheep for a night in her dreams
Cause she’s so good to me, so good, I want to be good to her too!
Ooh yeah!
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7. |
Arizona
04:20
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ARIZONA
I threw two copper pennies
down in the canyon on a midnight wish
Well I hope it comes true so I threw in two
Well I hope it comes soon
And why not double my chances?
For all I’ve been dreaming of
And all I’ve been thinking up
Well I hope Arizona you follow thru
And I say Arizona
Where are you now, where are you now?
For 18 long years been making a list
Answers to questions and confessions I always had to guess
Never had a chance to meet for a long embrace
Not even a photograph to look upon your face
And I say Arizona
Where are you now, where are you now?
I don’t know where to look up or down
Maybe you’re an apparition and you’ve always been around
I have so many things I’ve been meaning to say
So come on Arizona won’t you meet me half way
And I say Arizona
Where are you now, where are you now?
Cause I always wondered
Were the thick clouds and the thunder
Your way of striking a chord with me
And I say Arizona where are you now?
When Arizona calls with her sweet sweet voice
Sounds like my sisters of course and I’m feeling rest assured
And I say Momma do I have your eyes?
Are they royal blue?
Momma do I have your smile? Is it crooked too?
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8. |
Dark of the Night
04:20
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DARK OF THE NIGHT
In the dark of the night
Her dress glows
She grins and she beckons
Me to come home
So I run blind
To the unknown
I’m coming home
I’m holding on
She’ll slice through your eyes
The moment you lie
She’ll cross your own heart
While she stays in disguise
her muse is her calm
her blessing her tide
She’s coming home
And we’re holding on
When the storm crashes down
We stay humble and sound
Count our good graces
Till the moment we’re found
In the riptide we wake
With our feet on the ground
We’re coming home
And we holding on
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9. |
Daffodil Jane
04:18
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DAFFODIL JANE
When you pull into town
Will you kindly hang up your coat
Stick around for awhile
We got some catching up
Daffodil Jane
Did you come to play or haunt me
Daffodil Jane
Did you come to stay or taunt me
The streets and the boulevards
All forgot their proper names
And this town without you
Has never felt the same
The house we called home
Is made of bones that moan and creak
but the sun still shines through the window
Where you used to sleep
Daffodil Jane
Did you come to play or haunt me
Daffodil Jane
Did you come to stay or taunt me
should I turn down your bed
or should i leave a key
will you show me your face
or will you hide from me
This longing for you
is game of give and take
and my weathered routine i cant tell
is real or fake
Daffodil Jane
Did you come to play or haunt me
Daffodil Jane
Did you come to stay or taunt me
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10. |
Cathedral
02:46
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CATHEDRAL
I’m a relentless dreamer
I am a familiar kiss
I’m no longer a stranger
I’m the one in favor of all you possess
so if your heart speaks miles
I’ll march toward your city lights
spend the night spinning stories
dreaming of what may or might
I want you to be the one
in your cathedral
you open windows for fresh air
to gain some perspective
on the world and your desires out there
and as the clouds whisper by
we hear lover’s sigh from long ago
re-accounting all the landscapes
the heartaches and the places yet to go
I want you to be the one
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