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When You're Gone
01:26
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The telephone table
And the buffet.
They'll leave a hole
In the room where you played
Your songs.
When they're gone.
The bed where we slept
Will only be mine.
And I might sleep
On your side after time.
When you're gone.
But what will I do with that wall
When you take away your piano?
Will I hear music at all
When you're gone?
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Deliver Me
05:13
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I feel like a fool.
I feel like a jerk.
I feel like a guy
Who can't make it work.
Sometimes I feel
Nothing at all.
That's when I break down.
That's when I fall.
I fall through pictures.
I fall through time.
I fall through memories
That no longer shine.
I fell in love
With someone who
Never loved me
But pretended to.
Deliver me from my thoughts.
Deliver me. That's all I want.
I lost a lover.
I lost a friend.
For her it's beginning.
For me it's the end.
I need a machine
To travel through time.
Just time to heal
This sad heart of mine.
Deliver me from my thoughts.
Deliver me. That's all I want.
Deliver me from my thoughts.
Deliver me. That's all I want.
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3. |
That Shit on the Stage
02:51
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Fuck that shit on the stage.
You're better in real life.
You put on such a show
For so many years.
You'd get an oscar
If it were a movie
'Cause you had me convinced
That you loved me.
Look what happened since.
Fuck that shit on the stage.
You're better in real life.
You turned the miserable page
Of that script.
You won't win best actress,
Only supporting.
It was just a cameo
In the movie
Of my life.
I've seen actresses
Fall in love with guys.
They say their acting but
They're only telling lies.
Fuck that shit on the stage.
You acted your real life.
You wasted all those years
On this fool.
You'll never get that
Standing ovation
You were looking for.
You're a liar and nothing more.
Fuck that shit on the stage.
Fuck that shit on the stage.
Fuck that shit on the stage.
Fuck that shit on the stage.
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4. |
Something to Do
05:18
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You had nothing to say to me
But you had something to do.
You couldn not convey to me
That you had not been true.
I held my heart in front of me
And watched you tear it apart.
As you spewed ideas that
He trained you to impart.
You had something to do
To someone always true,
To someone proud of you,
To one who loved you.
You had something to do to me
But you did not know how.
I could tell that the strength in your words
Was coupled with self-doubt.
You hadn't listened to the words
That I had always said.
Until those words were coming from
Someone else instead.
He had something to do
To someone sweet and new.
Who didn't have a clue
That he was bad news.
I know what he said to you.
I know you bought it too.
But this sale had no warranty
Like the one I sold to you.
You could have had most anything
That women all desire.
But you don't have the receipt anymore
You threw it in the fire.
You had something new.
Manipulated and blue.
So you had something to do.
So you flew.
Please don't misinterpret me.
I want to be so clear.
I never want to see you again.
But there's one thing I fear.
The sweet young thing that I used to know
With promise and allure
Is becoming someone who
No one can endure.
You have something to do.
You have something to do.
You have something to do.
You have something to do.
You have something to do.
You have something to do.
You have something to do.
You have something to do.
You have something to do...
Something to Do
Lyrics by Vern Oldham
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5. |
Tulips
02:49
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A leaf fell down beside me,
So I looked up to see,
The leaves are turning yellow
on your tree.
Pretty soon
They'll all be gone,
But they'll be back in time.
That's more than I can say for you
'Cause you're no longer
mine.
Unfiltered sun will soon pierce
through your window.
The morning will announce itself
on my floor:
The floor we used to play games on;
The floor that we had laughed on;
The floor that I cried on
when you left me.
A leaf fell down beside me,
So I looked up to see,
The tree that was no longer
your tree.
Pretty soon its beauty
Will surpass yours in my mind.
I'll point it out to someone
I have yet to find.
I will watch it moving
out my window.
Reminding me that we
are still alive.
And someone else will notice
The flowers in The Spring.
The ones you'll never see again
In your entire life.
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