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Someday
01:33
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Eyes like leaves in a mirror
I can only hope to see you here
I'm going away for sometime
you know where to find me,
you'll know when you're near
Far beyond the trees,
overland and oversea
that's where I'll be
And if you write the perfumed letters
you'll never send to me
I hope you read them in the dark
Missing you
is all I'll do
Couldn't stay away
I'll come back someday
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2. |
TownesVanZandt
01:07
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3. |
Translation
03:06
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The way that they display
their empathy is almost as vague
as you and me.
The always certain understanding
of my disillusions, I know it's false.
No matter the ears that listen
to your longing songs,
they cannot truly help you.
They have realized that it's part
of being a person
to cry when somebody cries.
They must feel pity or sympathy,
it's really all the same to me.
Everybody wants to be a person
I always wonder if I'm here or there.
They are beyond looking into teary eyes
and speaking all their lonely lies.
I must not speak if all I say
is in another language.
Translation becomes a window
nailed shut before a storm
I wait for the night; the sun is leaving
in the afternoon, skies were grey.
the leaves still on the ground,
I didn't make a sound
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4. |
I Wanna
01:42
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I wanna have a friend
somebody that could pretend
that my words mean something
and they don't mind
I wanna go someplace
where nobody knows my face
where I can walk with the trees
and fear no enemy
I wanna kiss my love
and tell him he's enough
I want it to be real
I wonder how it feels
I wanna go to sleep
and wake up to a dream
where everything's alright
I wouldn't cry that night
I wanna hug my mom
and tell her nothing's wrong
then we could watch T.V
and I'd be real happy
I wanna dance with you
I wanna tell the truth
I feel nothing all day
I wanna feel okay
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5. |
The Fool
02:33
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You told your mother you'd be back
but where'd you go after that?
All the fools are make believe
I don't know what's real or what's a dream
I suppose you're somewhere in between
He knows not to go to sleep,
he has too many secrets to keep
I am quiet while he sings
I know I can't say these things
All the fools are getting old
I don't know what I've been told
Awake, my dear
Time is slow
If the wine makes him feel fine,
I've got no reason to complain
you sing your song
you've got the words wrong
you're feeling sorry for yourself
And if it helps,
well, you can't tell
when the taste lingers on your tongue
I'm sorry that your life's a tragedy
"no", he laughed
"it's a comedy"
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Melodies incarcerated,
drunk, you're on my kitchen floor
Could I love you anymore?
Gardens in your hands
you play your strings without demands
No more room to grow,
there's nothing more to know.
You're farther when you're free,
facing unknown immortality
Tenderness lies empty
on a kiss
all the words you left behind
on my lips
Take me down with you,
recklessness inside a somber chest
bleeding out a pure red wine
we're quietly running out of time
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