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100 Years
03:11
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One hundred years ago
The stars would have seemed much brighter
Now we’re at the center of things
I think that wishing got harder
Where is the romance today?
Did we grow up would you say?
If we are lost
What did we lose?
Now you want to go back in time
Now you want to relive the past
Looking for the truth again
Hoping for some love that will last
Is it on your screen?
I can’t see
Or is it in your diary
Did you write down what you did?
Don’t forget to say
The things that you want to say to me
Before we are gone
Before it is too late
I’ll keep you near
As long as I am able
If only you’d talk
I would listen
Just like Jude
So, where do we draw the line?
Do we make up our memories?
Have we grown so cold and unkind?
That we don’t know what a friend needs?
Where is the romance today?
Did we grow up would you say?
If we are lost
What did we lose?
Just once chance
To see that child and ask
Is this how
You thought that it would be?
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2. |
Mother Cries
03:14
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3. |
I Will Not Pray
02:48
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The TV flickers on and off
Her eye, it catches something
A movement to the left, then gone
A ghost, an echo calling
“Would you like to join me for a while?”
The book is in her hand
I will not pray
I cannot
It just won’t work
I will take pains
To do something else
I must
I will move heaven and earth for you
I wish I knew what was wrong
There’s something, it’s a feeling
A heart is broken much too long
There’s nothing, it’s not healing
And she dosen’t know
How to make new friends
Alone, in her castle
Now Mary is a well-dressed belle
She moves through the old house
Talks about the Gates of Hell
And how she needs to move on
But I don’t know
What I can do
Except to hold her hand
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4. |
You Were My Sweetheart
02:50
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You are a vision
You are a fleeting lie
You’re a thing of beauty
Shot right through me
Till the day I die
You are an idea
You are a state of mind
You’re a kind of yearning
For something better
That got left behind
And now, I see
Your face at the window
I reach, but I fail
And that is all that I know
Why can’t I just let go?
Love is an image
Before it ever begins
When you’re quite lonely
Romantic only
You’re still a kid
You were my sweetheart
You were my going home
You were the love that I had
Before all that
Before the unknown
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I’m so tired of your rotten lies
And your brash grandstanding
Say what you think
Your words they sting
All we want is some purity
Jean, bring the flowers into the room
We’ll be lifted by those blooms
Bring the sunlight into our darks lives
With your beautiful smile
And your kind words
They’ll give comfort awhile
Help me up
I need to get out
It’s time that I said something
If you can say the words I feel
Then I can surely follow
Jean bring the flowers into the room
We’ll be lifted by those blooms
Bring the sunlight into our darks lives
With your beautiful smile
And your stories
They’ll bring comfort awhile
Oh Jean, bring the flowers
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6. |
The Army Game
03:05
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Strength as a virtue keeps you holding on
Strength as a weakness means all is lost
You gave up your life for a noble cause
But now you feel empty with no recourse
Eyes right
The world is as it should be
Eyes left
You see your sorrow
You fear tomorrow
Born in the barracks
At 17
You stood no chance
And you served your Queen
She left you wanting
She threw you out
Into a world that was crueler now
Eyes right
No one to tell you why
Eyes left
You feel you’re falling
What is your calling?
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7. |
Poor Old Ruby Ellen
02:40
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Poor Old Ruby Ellen
Why you’re here, you don’t know
Caught between two moments
You wish you could postpone them
Feel’s like you don’t know your name
Who you are, or why you came
To this party, to this game
You wish that you could take control
Destiny’s calling
At least that’s what we’ve all been told
We’ll see in the morning
We’ll see in the morning
Seek the praise of others
Or in the arms of lovers
Whose names you don’t remember
That’s a kind of blessing
Look for life all over town
Tap at windows, not a sound
I thought I saw you from the ground
You’re flying too high I guess
I wish that you’d come down
You’re flying too high I guess
I wish that you’d come down
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8. |
The Sounds
02:23
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In the old villa
Lost and alone
This night
I want to go home
No idea where I am
What to do
How to be alone with you
And the sounds
They change with the turning dial
We sit in silence
And we while
The hours away
No choice
Calling you up
I was told to do that
You feel no different and
You wish that you could be
At home with your book
Ignoring furtive looks
I drop you off
We say goodnight
A sigh of relief dies
We return to the joys
Of solitude
We both sit in our rooms
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9. |
Coming Up For Air
03:37
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10. |
Goodnight
03:37
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Down on the beach in the silvery moonlight
You see a figure holding a lamplight
He beckons and you follow
To your future, or your demise
And this night will open your eyes
As you fly from the west and dive
Into a whirlpool
And then, his gleaming smile it awaits you
With promises of life and death
And a fortune coming tomorrow
At what cost, only you know best
And this night will open your eyes
As you learn to love or despise
Another who will
Pray no God will take you
Live another way
Only love can save you
Say something pretty today
Clouds blowing quickly as you follow
Up above, you fly like the swallow
The people below are frightened
They don’t know you like I do
And this night will open your eyes
As you fly from the west and dive
Into a whirlpool
Of fear and sweet survival
You hope there could be more
It’s a real love revival
Or don’t you care anymore?
I pray no God will take you
Live another way
Only love can save you
Say something pretty today
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Pale Lights Brooklyn, New York
Pale Lights are from New York. They are Phil Sutton, Lisa Goldstein, Andy Adler, Suzanne Nienaber. and Maria Pace.
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