1. |
Color TV
04:08
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I was living out of money
With my lovely friend and son
We were climbing on a graveyard
But our eyes were full of dawn
And the road brought some newer things
To my half forgotten dreams
But I remember what they all just said
About living what you feel:
“You should get ‘em straight and on their way,
Just put them in front of a color TV”
Every little thing I’m bound to miss… it’s me
I was just into a party
Getting late for the show
But all the people were dancing
So I left my guitar and joined
And the dance brought some newer things
To my half forgotten dreams
‘Cos I remember what you said that day
There was something in the breeze
“You should get ‘em straight and on their way,
Just put them in front of a color TV”
Every little thing I’m bound to miss… it’s me
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2. |
When I'm certain
06:26
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I was sailing on a boat to this other land
Trying to get myself of this cold and lonely ground
You called me up and you asked me:
“How can you survive?”
And I said: “if I’m certain, I’ll be back”
If I’m certain, I’ll be back
But only if the time is right, I’ll get back to you
So from that boat in which we sail
We’re gonna hang a big red flag on the moon
And anyone can shout or anything can happen
But we won’t be deterred
No, we’ll keep fighting on
And if we’re certain, we’ll be back
But only if the time is right, I’ll get back to you
“Come, come back… to me
Come, come home… to me
Would you tell me all?
Would you ask me please?
And should I know?”
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3. |
Just in the movies
06:23
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It was late at night when somebody tried
To remember me as I walked by
And the city lights were fading fast
Lost between the stars
I was walking down through the middle of town
And nobody else gazed with a smile
When the shadows of the TV sets
Fell right into my arms
In the spotlight of an old cafe
A woman starts to cry
And Picasso could’ve painted her
Her tears seem so dry
In the sadness of a cardboard bed
A little boy dreams well
As if the Sunday News below his head
Could keep him out of hell
I can say love… exists in the movies
Yes, love… it’s such a funny thing
I was lost in time trying to find some embrace
But the night was so dark
And the people seems to fill the place
But no one seems to mind
I was desperate for something to keep me apart
From the distant grief of their eyes
So the calling of a neon sign
Brought me back to life
My eyes were changed whithin a flash
And everything seemed so bright
The forgotten fragments of life
Became a sign of better times
And the colors of the rainbow were
Projected into my life
The lover’s faces made me aware
Of darkness all around
I can say love… exists… just in the movies
Yes, love… it’s such a funny thing
In the foggy shade of movie lights
You never saw the rain, oh boy,
I’ve come around to show how your soul is gone
When nature calls upon your door
You try to praise the lord, sweet boy,
I’ve come around to show you how my spirit’s grown
I can say love… sits in the movies
Yes, love… it’s such a funny thing
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4. |
Lonesome tears
05:22
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I’ve got to keep trying
To find some truth
Every single night
Is wasted without you
I’ve been letting all my feelings
Slip away and fall apart (they go on, and on, and on)
I need to find out what remains of me
And try to carry on… but it gets so hard
I’ve been crying, crying, lonesome tears
I’ve been dying, dying, with my fears
So many times
I’ve tried to go on without love
Many, many lives
Were wasted on a cold and lonely road
Lucky tears, keep on falling to the ground
And rising to the sun (they go on, and on, and on)
I’ve been escaping from my life
And hiding from my soul… it gets so hard
I’ve been crying, crying, lonesome tears
I’ve been dying, dying, with my fears
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5. |
Manassas
05:46
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When I get home so tired, late in the night
I remember your sound, it haunts me
You can wash out the hardness I’ve got out of life
Bringing back all the joys of crying
I can feel my blood again running free through my veins
It reminds me of the strength I’m hiding
I know it’s just a loner’s dream
But your music gets me so high…
I feel the world at ease
Like a white bird that’s flying, high in the sky
Far away from the lies that surround me
You release all my worries; I’m lost in a trance
And the fears disappear while dancing
You take me back to a lovely time when people believed
That their dreams were enough for trying
I know the world is falling down
But your music gets me so high…
I feel we’re gonna rise
(Getting high is so easy)
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