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Just Like Heaven
03:50
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Show me how you do that trick
The one that makes me scream she said
The one that makes me laugh she said
Threw her arms around my neck
Show me how you do it and I'll promise you
I'll promise that I'll run away with you, I'll run away with you
Spinning on that dizzy edge
Kissed her face and kissed her head
Dreamed of all the different ways, I had to make her glow
Why are you so far away she said
Why won't you ever know that I'm in love with you?
That I'm in love with you?
You, soft and only, you lost and lonely
You, strange as angels
Dancing in the deepest oceans
Twisting in the water
You're just like a dream
Daylight licked me into shape
I must have been asleep for days
And moving lips to breathe her name
I opened up my eyes
And found myself alone, alone, alone above a raging sea
That stole the only girl I loved and drowned her deep inside of me
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715 CRΣΣKS
02:36
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Down along the creek
I remember something
Her, the heron hurried away
When first I breached that last Sunday
Low moon, don the yellow road
I remember something
That leaving wasn't easing all that heaving in my vines
And as certain it is evening 'at is NOW is not the Time
Toiling with your blood
I remember something
In B, un—rationed kissing on a night second to last
Finding both your hands as second sun came past the glass
And oh, I know it felt right and I had you in my grasp
Oh then, how we gonna cry?
Cause it once might not mean something?
Love, a second glance, it is not something that we'll need
Honey, understand that I have been left here in the reeds
But all I'm trying to do is get my feet out from the crease
And I see you
Turn around, you're my A Team
Turn around, now you're my A Team
God damn, turn around now
You're my A Team
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The low, electric glow – static snows in the lobby
Dull TV, magazines, waiting rooms can't hide me
From the sting, paper sheets, bloodwork and the IV
And the whirring machines while the nurses reassure me:
This will be quick and easy, I'm not gonna feel a thing
Lie and say it'll be alright, like a stray falling asleep
'Cause I'm so good at hurting myself
Pulse is slow, faint metronome on my left side beneath my protruding spine
You can hardly hear at night
White flag, blindfold covering my sunken eyes
And a line of rifles aimed at my sick mind
'Cause I'm so good at hurting myself
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Eef Barzelay - Hilary
03:39
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Hillary, I am still breathing
Just in case you were feeling inclined
To think some about me, hope it’s true
But I’m still on your mind
I guess the years piled between us were such that
But sometimes they seemed
To prop up those doubtful thoughts
I mean, was it all just a dream?
And Hillary, my heart is still beating
Although I can’t say for sure
And if age is some kind of disease well then, then you are the cure
And maybe you’re too young to realize and it’s nothing that we, that we tend to confess
But you see, no one gets through this life
Without making a mess
No one gets through this life without making a mess
And even if deep, in all our deepest of hearts
We know we did our best, our best
Still no one gets through this life
Without making a mess, a mess
No one gets through this life without making a mess
No one gets through this life without making a mess
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I am a man. I am self aware.
Everywhere I go, you're always right there with me.
I flirted with you all my life
Even kissed you once or twice
To this day I swear it was nice.
But clearly, I was not ready.
When you touched a friend of mine
I thought I would loose my mind.
But I found out with time,
That really, i was not ready.
Oh death, oh death, oh death.
Really, I'm not ready.
Of death you hinder me.
Death makes those dear to me.
Tease me with your sweet relief.
You're cool, and you are constant.
When my mom was cancer sick,
She fought but then succumb to it.
But you made her beg for it,
Lord Jesus, I am not ready.
Oh death, oh death, oh death.
Really I'm not ready.
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Oh I must say, my hearts on fire
since I've been away,
since I last saw your face.
Oh Come what may, it'll all get right
and lonely old nights will be a thing in the past.
All I wish is you to sleep
as sound as your eyes and as sweet.
I wish you to know I believe
that your company leaves me right as rain.
Oh I must say, my hearts on fire
but I don't mind the pain,
you're far worth the pain.
For now, I wish you to sleep
as sound as your eyes and as sweet.
I wish you to know I believe
that your company leaves me right as rain.
Leaves me right as rain.
After all, I wish you would sleep
as sound as your eyes and as sweet.
I wish you to know I believe
that your company leaves me right as rain.
Leaves me right as rain.
Leaves me right as rain.
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And I gave my hand to the Fates
And they took me around
They showed me the Seven Wonders
The sights and the sounds
There was a man with cinders for eyes
There was a girl with a dress made of flies
And there's a reason
There's a reason
And it's love that's tearing them down
And it's love that turns them around
Say it is so
And the ballroom is filled with the joy
Of making old friends
And jukebox girls trip the light
They wiggle and they bend
Blind Joe, he's feeling no pain
Sweet Georgia, she dreams of the rain
And there's a reason
There's a reason
And it's love that's tearing them down
And it's love that will turn them around
Say it is so
When the moon follows you where you go
And you cannot hide
And when voices of doom ring your ears
And horsemen do ride
May tomorrow the land be anew
May every bird sing unto you
That's the reason
That's the reason
That the love that's tearing you down
Is the love that will turn you around
That the love that's tearing you down
Is the love that will turn you around
Say it is so
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Is there something that I should know
Some handshake or some secret code
To get me through your doorway one more time
Is there a button I can press
To block out noise from all the rest
You're the only sound I need to hear
See I'm burning up out here in this light
Looked so pretty from the inside,
but out here it's too damn bright
And your voice sounds so far away, so I respond to the delay
And I wait to hear you say to come home
Is there a place that I can go
To forget the things I've never known
Because I don't want to want anymore
Is there a dream that I can have
Where I don't wake up freezing and sad
Or could you show me how to sleep on my back
See I'm burning up out here in this light
Looked so pretty from the inside,
but out here it's too damn bright
And your voice sounds so far away, so I respond to the delay
And I wait to hear you say to come home
I can't always be right there,
but I can get there soon
I can't always hold your hand,
But I will always love you
See I'm freezing out here in this light
Looked so pretty from the inside,
but out here it's too damn bright
And your voice sounds so far away, so I respond to the delay
And I wait to hear you say to come home.
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9. |
Sarah Jaffe - Clementine
04:47
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50 states
50 lines
50 crying all the time's
50 boys
50 lies
50 'i'm gonna change my mind's
i changed my mind
i changed my mind
now i'm feeling different
we were young
we were young
we were young we didn't care
is it gone
is it gone
is it floating in the air?
i changed my mind
i changed my mind
now i'm feeling different
all that time, wasted
i wish i was a little more delicate
i wish my
i wish my
i wish my
i wish my
i wish my name was clementine
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Holt Boulevard
Between Gary and White
Hooked up with some friends at the Travelodge
Set ourselves up for the night
Carpenter ants in the dresser
Flies in the screen
It will be too late by the time we learn
What these cryptic symbols mean
And I dreamt of a house
Haunted by all you tweakers with your hands out
And the headstones climbed up the hills
And the headstones climbed up the hills
Send somebody out for soda
Comb through the carpet for clues
Reflective tape on our sweatpants
Big holes in our shoes
Every couple minutes someone says he can't stand it any more
Laugh lines on our faces
Scale maps of the ocean floor
And I dreamt of a camera
Pointing out from inside the televsion
And the aperture yawning and blinking
And the headstones climbed up the hills
If anybody comes to see me
Tell 'em they just missed me by a minute
If anybody comes in to our room while we're asleep
I hope they incinerate everybody in it
And I dreamt of a factory
Where they manufactured what I needed
Using shiny new machines
And the headstones climbed up the hills
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Arthur James Seattle, Washington
Arthur James is a Seattle-based singer-writer.
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