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Ghosts
04:45
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I know how it feels when the river runs dry
But the river's still there
Don't you cry cry cry
The river's still there and it feels everything
And the river hears your voice when you sing sing sing
sing sing sing
sing sing sing
I know how it feels when the sun leaves the sky
But the sun is still there
Don't you cry cry cry
Night may bite and the wind may sting
But the sun can hear your voice when you sing sing sing
sing sing sing
sing sing sing
sing sing sing
I know how it feels when your true love dies
But your love is still there
Don't you cry cry cry
Your love is still there and feels everything
And your love can hear your voice when you sing sing sing
sing sing sing
sing sing sing
sing sing sing...
I know how it feels
I know how it feels
I know how it feels when the river runs dry
I know how it feels
I know how it feels
I know how it feels when the sun leaves the sky
I know
I know
I know
I know
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3. |
ambertractor
03:54
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What could I do for you?
Sing the way you want me to
Touch the keys
Like you used to
The way you move through me
Is the greatest thing you can do for me
And I hold my hands out
And I reach myself in
And I feel you
Shake my skin
And I play the way you move me
And I sing the way you move me to
Love the way you move me
It's awfully nice of you
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4. |
℞
01:52
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It comes back, you know
The you that's missing
Your soul will show
What you are wishing
If you don't know
Then ask a question
And life will show
A new direction
And I feel so
Fulfilling, thrilling
To finally know
That I am living
And I feel so
And I feel so
And I feel so
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5. |
Innisfree
01:08
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"Lake Isle of Innisfree"
by William Butler Yeats (1888)
I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made;
Nine bean rows will I have there, a hive for the honey bee,
And live alone in the bee loud glade.
And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight's all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet's wings.
I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart's core.
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Never Met
00:47
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Never met a soul who loved me all the time.
Never met a soul who loved me
alllllllllllllllllllllllllll
the time,
not even
m
i
n
e
.
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8. |
Your Oceans
02:29
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I would fall
I would fall
I would fall like rain
I would fall like rain
In a thousand pieces in each moment
I would fall
I would fall like rain
I would fall like rain
From your clouds into your oceans
I would fall
My whole life could be pain
In motion
And that would be
That would be okay
Cuz I would fall like rain
From your clouds into your oceans
I would fall
I would fall like rain, yes
I would fall like rain
In a thousand pieces in each moment
I would fall
I would fall like rain
And my whole life could be pain
In motion
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9. |
Naked & Bare
01:44
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I went to the tall tree / you weren't there
I climbed the tall tree / naked & bare
I told the tall tree / everything true
My beautiful secrets / did not wait for you
I went to the city / you weren't there
I walked the city / naked & bare
I sang in the city / everything true
My beautiful singing / did not wait for you
I went to the water / you weren't there
I entered the water / naked & bare
I cried in the water for / everything true
My beautiful tears / did not wait for you
I went to my bedside / you weren't there
I knelt by my bedside / naked & bare
I prayed at my bedside for / everything true
My beautiful prayer / did not wait for you
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10. |
I gotta close up shop
04:59
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11. |
Paper Towels
01:23
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I'm just paper towels
Don't sweat my existence
I live for your outpour
I soak it all up
I like you much better
The more that you're wetter
I let you spread through me
I drink from your cup
I'm wet and you're dry now
We're done, you throw me out
I'm just paper towels
And I'm all used up
Don't sweat my existence
I'm wet with experience
I carry your essence
In the fibers of my being
Cuz I'm paper towels!
Absorbing completely
Now I know you deeply
It's your song I sing
Giving's receiving
Needing is fleeting
And loving means leaving
For most everything
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