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Lashes
03:56
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She and I could live out on a houseboat
and sail down the coast or the rivers of old
But I'll be found buried under the ashes
with long slender lashes of gold
And maybe I'd write a few lines to charm her
to sway or disarm her to love me once more
A song so sweet and full of surrender
a letter so tender slipped under her door
And I'll come down from the mountaintops
just to run through her field of gold
I'll be there when the canvas drops
just as I'd been told
So put all my riches in the ground
and send me to the wind and the cold
Cause I'd give it all I'd fly just to fall
just to run through her field of gold
I was born late in september
but she don't remember my name
Just a head full of stars and a hand full of diamonds
all to remind her that I'm just the same
And I'll come down from the mountaintops
just to run through her field of gold
I'll be there when the canvas drops
just as I'd been told
So put all my riches in the ground
and send me to the wind and the cold
Cause I'd give it all I'd fly just to fall
just to run through her field of gold
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2. |
Rose
04:58
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Rose don't go
into my darkness you will never know
how all the leaves and the flowers grow
in all these fields that my poor hands have sewn
so don't go
Rose it's alright
I'll let you go soft into the night
let your flame burn up hard and bright
I won't even put up a fight
it's alright
Maybe you're the one to save my soul
and save my heart from turning hard and cold
Maybe you're the flame there soft and steady
so please come back when I'm ready
Rose go on
like a shadow in the falling sun
a shining spark from a loaded gun
'cause I'll keep coming til my days are done
so go on
Maybe you're the one to save my soul
and save my heart from turning hard and cold
Maybe you're the flame there soft and steady
and I'll come find you when I'm ready
Maybe you're the one to save my soul
and save my heart from turning hard and cold
Maybe you're the flame there soft and steady
but will you still love me when I'm ready
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London
05:20
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When I wake up in the morning it won't be the same
On the wrong side of my bed, lost one side of my brain
And when I wake up in the morning, it'll never be the same
I won't know your face my love I won't even know my name
Eyes are growin' heavy, the coffee's wearing off
Just take me back where I belong, I don't care what it costs
My knees are weak my head is heavy
and your sweet amber voice is getting soft
So just take me back to London babe, I don't care what it costs
No just take me back to London baby, I'm fixing to get lost
If I'm alive tomorrow, I'll be shocked as hell
Fix me baby please, have you got any left to sell
If I'm alive tomorrow, I'll be shocked as hell
There'll be no one left to care, there'll be no one left to tell
Eyes are growin' heavy, the coffee's wearing off
Just take me back where I belong, I don't care what it costs
My knees are weak my head is heavy
and your sweet amber voice is getting soft
So just take me back to London babe, I don't care what it costs
No just take me back to London baby, I'm fixing to get lost
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I'm sick and I know you're tired
but I know it's all gonna be okay
So please forgive me darling for walking out on you
'cause I didn't know what to do
And when the sun sets out on me
and your poor heart should cease to beat
and when the rain it can't wash you clean
well I'd bet that you'd walk out on me
I've been awake for far too long
and I ain't been feeling so strong
A pile of leaves caught in your howling wind
a broken toy soldier in an old rusted tin
And when the sun sets out on me
and your poor heart should cease to beat
and when the rain it can't wash you clean
well I'd bet that you'd walk out on me
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5. |
Rope
04:05
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I'd drink this bar all out of whisky
I'd smoke all my cigarettes
Before you could say you missed me
before you would forget
I'd lay down on them hills for you tomorrow
with all my brothers by my side
with arms and legs so heavy with sorrow
and your letter I've all but died
And I did this all myself
with a rope tied all my own
and a hand that's doomed to tremble
from pickin' up the phone
And I'd lay down on them hills for you tomorrow
until my breath turns weak and cold
with arms and legs so heavy with sorrow
and your letter written on my soul
I'd drink this bar all out of whisky
gin and vodka too
but you won't say you'd miss me
and I won't ever be with you
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6. |
Crossfire
05:43
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Caught in the crossfire of head and heart
you called me a liar but honey I'm not
honey I ain't no honey I ain't
And maybe I loved you just the same
maybe I'm broke or maybe I ain't
and maybe I'll learn to love you some day
or maybe I can't
maybe I can't
And it ain't so easy to let you down slow
and this heartache is tough as easy things go
so baby go slow baby go slow
And maybe I loved you just the same
maybe I'm broke or maybe I ain't
and maybe I'll learn to love you some day
or maybe I can't
maybe I can't
And maybe I loved you just the same
maybe I'm broke or maybe I ain't
and maybe I'll learn to love you some day
or maybe I can't
maybe I can't
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