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In the world I thought I would grow into
I'd grow into a man
But in this world that I've grown into
It's not a world for you man
I've watched you grow
And you've grown beautifully
You've taken the stars into your eyes
So you shine so bright
Whenever you look at me
Let's lift off baby you and I
Say that you want to, say that want to
Tell me that you want the, tell me that you want the moon
Climb my shoulders, climb the ladder
Right into the sky
I will follow, I will follow
Even when I die
In the world I thought that I would grow into
I'd grow into a man
But this ain't a world that you can grow into
So let's lift off, baby take my hand
Say that you want to, say that want to
Tell me that you want the, tell me that you want the moon
Climb my shoulders, climb the ladder
Right into the sky
I will follow, I will follow
Even when I die
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Blood looks blue on pavement
The sky looks red with blood in your eyes
You hit the ground so hard
You wonder if you're alive
But I'm still here
I'm lying here
And the day you said those words of death
I bit my lip until it bled
Drops on paper splashed so red
Beneath my downturned head
Like tears from a saint's eyes somewhere in Mexico
Where Tears down stone faces flow
Like tears from a saint's eyes somewhere in Mexico
Where Blood down stone faces flow
I fell down, I fell down, I fell down, I fell down
A foggy window is where you wrote your name
And you wrote mine
On defrost mine faded first
Then you followed
Yeah you followed
Like tears from a saint's eyes somewhere in Mexico
Where Tears down stone faces flow
Like tears from a saint's eyes somewhere in Mexico
Where Blood down stone faces flow
I fell down, I fell down, I fell down, I fell down
Like tears from a saint's eyes somewhere in Mexico
Where Tears down stone faces flow
Like tears from a saint's eyes somewhere in Mexico
Where Blood down stone faces flow
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Go West!
03:55
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Two Hands
02:44
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Got two hands, one to hold the other
So I don't need yours
Got two feet, and legs to carry me
So I may break free like waves from the sea
Slight of hand and a sideways glance
That reached in and stole the one thing I own
Got one heart, it beats without thought
Sometimes it gets lost
It's walkin away as I watch
Got two hands one to hold the other
So I don't need yours
Got ideas and I got a plan
But oh how it flutters
Into your glance, your silent indifference
That reached in me and stole
A piece of me that once was whole
Got one soul left ragged and cold
Dreams wrapped in gold now bought and sold
Got pride and fight inside
Got knocked down, held my chin up high
Like a blow-up clown at a fair in town
Two pennies a punch
You still had enough for lunch
And a tip for the dancin' girl
Who smiled as you watched
Smiled as you watched
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The Lonely American
04:04
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Birdie
04:04
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Hey little baby, there's a birdie, on your window sill
Singing you songs of heaven and hell
Selling you secrets, you'd better not tell
These are the tales of the unheard
Hey little baby, don't you say a word
These are the tales of strangers and journeys absurd
Journeys to times erased
Spinning little baby, in your crib
Spinning holding tight to your head
For fear it might crack in half... and it did
As time sped up and stopped
A collision, an explosion
And when the soot and smoke settles
You'll find me sitting here, smiling
Between the rubble of big ideas and birthdays
Triumphant in defeat
Cause I'm that kid, with two left feet
Who knows it, who said FUCK it
I'm talking to birds on my window sill
Confiding and deciding which stories to sell
And I'm thinking that somewhere
Down there between the trash and glitter
My true love sits, with his head bent
Yeah somewhere down there
Between the gems and jewels that are these endless conversations
There is someone to hold my head
And my heart and my hands
When the apples in my lunch bag good bad (x 4)
Hey little baby, there's a birdie
Selling you lies, but dry your eyes
Put on your game face and your best shoes
Put your feet on the floor and head for the door
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Charles Los Angeles, California
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