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It took me almost no time to grow accustomed to your love,
honey you held the ladder when I was about to fall.
For so long a lonely man haunted by a lonely ghost,
I was about to give up trying when out of nowhere you came along.
Now suddenly you’re standing there and everything makes sense:
the darkest times, the endless roads, the nights without a friend.
I never thought I’d see another sunrise till you came and brought it out,
never thought I’d ever had a second chance, babe.
Now everything makes sense, everything makes sense.
I’ve seen the summer roses rot but now they’re blooming in my mind,
they perfectly match the patterns embroidered on your bra.
I’ve been through enough bad times to make a stronger man go weak,
just about to give up trying when out of nowhere you came to me.
Now suddenly you’re standing there and everything makes sense:
the needless fights, the broken bones, the nights without a friend.
I never thought I’d see another sunrise till you came and brought it out,
never thought I’d ever had a second chance, babe.
Now everything makes sense, everything makes sense,
everything makes sense, now everything makes sense.
Wake up wonder child, it’s time to go.
Wake up wonder child, it’s time to go.
Wake up wonder child, it’s time to go.
Wake up wonder child, it’s time to go.
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Leave The Rubbish Out
03:49
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Leave the Rubbish Out
You should never come to me for right directions,
no matter where you wanna get, how strong the impression
I’m someone your dad would trust to keep you out of trouble.
If you really wanna stay with me
just leave the rubbish out, please leave the rubbish out.
Everybody’s playing smart around the edges,
playing out their dirty tricks, taking no chances.
If you really wanna stay with me, the door is open,
but I'm working hard on getting clean
so leave the rubbish out, just leave the rubbish out.
Now someone hints that someone holds someone’s attention
by showing up with empty hands at odd occasions.
If you think I’m waiting for your call, you must be crazy.
Just show me what I’m waiting for
and leave the rubbish out, just leave the rubbish out,
leave the rubbish out, come on, leave the rubbish out.
Let’s live a life of love, no time for broken hearts,
let’s get drunk on the sweetest juice there is to find,
drunk as skunks.
Honey I’d be lying to you if I said I’m an easy man
but if you really wanna stay with me
there’s not a thing you cannot learn.
You should never come to me for right directions,
no matter where you wanna get or how strong the impression
I’m someone your dad would trust to keep you out of trouble.
If you really wanna stay with me
just leave the rubbish out, just leave the rubbish out,
leave the rubbish out, please leave the rubbish out.
Now everybody’s playing smart around the edges,
playing out their dirty tricks, taking no chances.
If you really wanna stay with me, well, the door is open
but I'm working hard on getting clean
so will you please leave the rubbish out, just leave the rubbish out,
oh leave the rubbish out, come on leave the rubbish out.
Leave it out.
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3. |
Echoing Bells
03:03
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I don’t wanna wait while you pick the horses for your wedding day,
while you make a mess out of your wedding bed.
I don’t want to be the echo in you bells
I refuse to be your echoing bells.
Would you say I do if they took their eyes away from you?
If they knew all about me would you act so cool?
You think you are in charge but you ain’t got a clue,
you behave like you’re in charge but you ain’t got a clue.
Goodbye, my love, goodbye, someday you’ll be sorry but now is now.
The morals to the story are clear anyway:
so bad a beginning had to come to a bad end,
so painful a beginning had to come to a bad end.
Mmmm, mmmm…
Goodbye, my love, goodbye.
Goodbye, my love, goodbye.
Goodbye, my love, goodbye.
Goodbye, my love, goodbye,
someday you’ll be sorry but now goodbye,
the morals to the story are clearly goodbye.
So painful a beginning had to come to a goodbye.
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4. |
Home
06:46
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You say it’s all in the stars and we have nothing to lose.
Oh, you seem to forget it’s me you’re talking to.
I say if it’s all in the stars we have nothing to win.
Now I’m talking about me, mostly about me.
I’d rather think you’re insane than accepting you’re gone.
Nothing you ever said has yet proved me wrong.
You really thrive in the fight, you really thrive in the pain.
You must be insane, hey, you must be insane.
You will never know where’s that place you call home,
you will never know where’s that place you call home,
you will never know where’s that place you call home,
you will never know where’s that place you call home.
You were my home, you were my home.
You were my home, you were my home.
If it’s all in the stars we are done anyhow, you know.
The love we were running on was bound to run us down someday.
It takes a second to trip and a whole life to fall.
Pitch black is the night and we are no more.
You will never know where’s that place you call home.
You will never know where’s that place you call home.
You will never know where’s that place you call home.
You will never know where’s that place you call home.
You were my home, you were my home,
You were my home, you were my home.
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I’ve become a lonely fellow, made a prison out of my days,
I’ve become the lonely whisper in your head.
I’ve become a lonely fool cause of the things I did for you,
I’m a victim of the words I did not say.
Now I walk an empty town, the streets I know no more.
There’s an ever present danger of letting go.
What I tried and did for you, honey you ain’t got a clue
how it killed me, how it turned me into a fool.
I can’t stand the pain, I can’t stand the pain,
I can’t stand the pain, I can’t stand it.
I can’t stand the pain, I can’t stand the pain,
I can’t stand the pain, I can’t stand it.
Now I’m talking to your shadow as if I was talking to myself,
unable to make out the difference between what’s there and what’s not there.
When someone waves hello I look down and just walk on,
I don’t have that much to say except in song.
It isn’t so easy to please me these days, I wanna be pleased right now.
For my fire to go on burning I gotta put out yours somehow.
I’m not that easy to touch and you’re not that easy to hold,
it isn’t so easy to please me, oh no, it ain’t easy at all.
I can’t stand the pain, I can’t stand the pain,
I can’t stand the pain, I can’t stand it.
I can’t stand the pain, I can’t stand the pain,
I can’t stand the pain, I can’t stand it.
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6. |
Trembling Stars
03:05
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It’s been almost two years of quiet grief and hidden tears
since the girl with the restless eyes went and broke my heart.
And nothing much has changed, sometimes I feel myself again
but mostly I try not to think and bide my time.
Trembling stars above the land, won’t you tell me where I am.
I hate to admit it but it seems I’ve lost my way.
Now I’m starving for some love but no one seems to stir me up
and I can think of nothing else I care much for.
I don’t know where to go from here,
still got a musical career but I’m afraid if I keep brooding soon I’ll have none.
Trembling stars above the road, won’t you tell me where to go.
I hate to admit it but it seems I’ve gotten lost.
Now these hills I drive across, they remind me of a song
I wrote for you a million years ago today.
I was young and I was proud and I just could not speak aloud
the thirst I had for every little thing you said.
Now these hills I drive across they remind me of a song
but that song just didn’t have any words to it.
Oh, the only song of love I’ve ever written for anyone
wasn’t good enough for you, anyway.
So for now I’ll just drive on, got some gas left, the road is long,
there must be someone somewhere waiting just for me.
And when I see her I will know that everything that went before
was only a trial, an introduction, a bad dream.
Trembling stars hanging up high, won’t you wish me now good luck.
I hate to admit it but it’s time to leave her behind.
Trembling stars hanging up high, won’t you wish me now good luck.
I hate to admit it but it’s time to leave her behind.
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Thirty-One
03:30
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The moon’s already high when she comes back home from work,
she says she’s tired of trying, she often thinks of giving up.
The dishes on the sink look like a scene from a cheap noir,
she used to speak her mind with me, now she’s got herself a cat.
Thirty-one’s too early for anyone to feel like that,
she looks back at the good times like they will never return.
Staring out the window like she once stared into the road,
wishing it could get her out to where the brighter summers go.
It’s a shame but she takes it in with the same damp air this city breathes.
To buy some time, smoke some weed, go to bed and pray for sleep.
The mirror says goodbye as she leaves late for her train,
the wrinkles ‘round her eyes tell of nightmares and dead ends.
Monday morning crowds resenting Friday evening drinks,
no one looks her in the eye, they’re all walking in their sleep.
Thirty-one and somehow it feels like everything is done,
she looks back at the good times like they will never return.
Staring at the TV like she once stared into the road,
wishing it could get her out to where the brighter summers go.
It’s a shame but she takes it in with the same damp air this city breathes.
To buy some time, smoke some weed, go to bed and pray for sleep.
It’s a shame but she takes it in with the same damp air this city breathes.
To buy some time, smoke some weed, go to bed and pray for sleep.
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Strangers
04:19
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I don’t think a broken heart makes any difference
when the choices are going away or letting go.
I might as well try to stop the sun,
honey, when the night’s about to come:
this has always been about you and you alone.
Now, do you have the nerve to call yourself a giver?
Did you really believe I’d be better off on my own?
Of all the random things you said,
some hit home and some just hurt;
I wish any of them would’ve helped us out in the end.
If you remember me, it must feel bad.
If you judge yourself, it must be hard.
When they find you out, where will you go?
After all this time you never called,
we’re strangers now, not even ghosts.
Oh I wanted so bad, honey, to believe
when you said all you ever needed was my love.
You would not look me in the eye, but still I tried and tried;
every time the doubts returned I simply fought them back.
But it was not you, It was myself the one I gave up on,
it was myself the one I tried so hard to forget.
I lost every friend I had, I lost her, almost lost my mind,
and when there was nothing left you just said goodbye,
oh goodbye.
If you remember me, it must feel bad.
If you judge yourself, it must be hard.
When they find you out, where will you go?
After all this time you never called,
we’re strangers now, not even ghosts.
After all this time you never called,
we’re strangers now, not even ghosts.
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9. |
If I Could Change
02:56
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I stay alone and wait for you, just like I promised I would do.
I keep my job, go out at night or watch the news.
Just killing time while I wait for you.
I keep on writing for a living, but lately words have lost their meaning.
It seems right now the only thing left for me to do
is to hold my breath and wait for you.
Of course I know you’re not coming back, but if it’s not you it’ll be no one.
The seasons change, the rivers freeze and I face the truth.
It breaks my heart, yet I wait for you.
Your memory wakes me in the morning, your footsteps echo in the silence.
I do not know what I would do if I could choose
but for the time being I’ll wait for you.
It breaks my heart, yet I wait for you.
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