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The Day
05:43
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Now the day has come, the day we could never escape
When I'm too far gone, and you'll go when you'd much rather stay
And you're moving on, while I'm stuck in the same lonely spot
And the time is right, when you leave me and I lose the plot
Well I dream of a time as I've often said, when I'm flying away from fear
I know in my heart and a wise man said that the truth is always near
To dream a dream the night before is something I've never done before
To build it up and get knocked down, you're above me and I'm so down
You're over there and I'm over here, my mind has never known such fear
That you'll leave me and I'll lose the plot
And I'll be stuck in the same lonely spot
(reprise first verse)
And I'm mentally ill, I'm sinking but not a lot
Just slightly mentally ill, but i'm going to stop
But to turn back the clock, is an impossibility
Yes, to turn back the clock is beyond our ability
I dream of a time as I've often said, when I'm flying away from fear
And I know that the heart of a wise man says that the truth is always near
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2. |
Whistle-Stop Cafe
05:00
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Sometimes in the evening light
There's a touch of night in the sun's bright rays
Daydreams long out of touch
Replacement thoughts of nonesuch
Sitting in the whistle stop cafe
I know the reasons why it goes that way
And I know the reasons why I never stay
I know the reasons why I wrote 'The Day'
But I can't get my head round
All the love in my heart and the hate in my eyes
The fear in my soul and my sympathetic eyes
I get myself together and I think of whether
I could really go out and do the things I can do
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But then it's gone, the faces are gone
They're gone in a second, just disappear, they disappear
Sometimes she's the greatest star, sometimes not even there
But who's the real one, to think I don't even dare
Another lie is told as my brain begins to strain
I've wasted so much time on so many things I can't explain
Leaving the room, done it so many times before
Space out of mind, I hate this rug-infested floor
The shadows fall, no one to call
Bears the heel to spin, do it one more time again
Sometimes in the early dawn
When you've rolled along
With stars on display
Transient beams skip the rails
As the caffeine fails
In the whistle stop cafe
How many chances will I get?
How many times can she forget?
Until it’s gone
In the whistle-stop cafe
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3. |
Hard Road
03:27
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Well If you're gonna catch me, you better make it quick
'Cause if there's one thing I hate, it's people who stick
To the same little plans that they've got in life
Which is to watch it go by and never try to do anything else
'Cause it's gonna be a hard, hard road
And when you don't feel alright
I'll be looking down at you
And laughing hard at your sorry plight
(And you'll be sorry you didn't fight)
So you better move on to where it's really at
'Cause the word is greed and I'm telling you that
In this time of hypocrisy
You don't get nothing but ministries
You've got a hard, hard road
And when you don't feel alright
I'll be looking down at you
And you'll be sorry you didn't fight
You know you make up, wake up, take up, go to school
You're really nothing special and you never play the fool
You're taking each day like it really ain't coming
You're gonna meet people, keep the people, keep the same going
But you really can't stand it 'cause you're just not knowing
And now you're in heaven, and now seventh heaven
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The Fools Guide
06:18
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People are life, are your wife
People are grunts, back to front
people are dreams, or so it seems
And I can't take them right now
Can't get out of my bed
There's a thought crime running through my head
Can't take these rules and people are fools
Who believe what they read and believe what they see
Believe what they see on the tv
Opinions are like IPhones, everybody's got one
And narcissists are like broken hearts, everybody knows one
Wipe them out, wipe them out of my mind
'Cause I can't take them right now
Believe what you read and believe what you see
Believe what you see on the tv
Don't believe them and don't believe me, I'm a tool
Line them up and school them, give them the tools and they'll use them
Line them up and school them, or give me a gun and i'll shoot them
Most people are nice, fundamentally nice
Believe in left and right, believe it's wrong to fight
But they're still tools
Rubber-stamped fake news
A stain on your shoes
And I can't take them right now
Line them up and school them, give them the tools and they'll use them
Line them up and school them, or give me a gun and i'll shoot them
Are the schools shitting out fools
who believe what they read and believe what they see
Don't believe them and don't believe me, I'm a tool
i'm your changes of mood, i'm a drug in your food
Can't get out of my head
There's a thought crime running through my head
Can't take these rules and people are fools
but I need them
I desperately need them
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New World (Order)
03:13
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Conversations
05:37
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We had many conversations
Talked of many things
I broke your concentration
And you made me sing
We sat watching the wind blow
We sat out in the park
Saying all the sad things
That we kept in the dark
We knew our time was limited
To the time it took to cry
I knew that you'd be leaving
And it was all one long goodbye
Oh, where you goin'?
In all that rain
We always felt together
But we never felt the same
3 days is all i have to get my thoughts together
3 days is all i need, 3 days and change
3 days is all i need and all you need is me
But you cannot see
Well nothing's doing
And everything has been done
You never listened to me
Now everything's gone wrong
We had many conversations
Talked of many things
I broke your concentration
And you wanted me to sing
Olivia, so young and sweet and free
Olivia, got a better tan than me
Step forward to the future
I believe in you, believe in me
3 days is all we have to get ourselves together
3 days is all we need, 3 days and change
One life is all i need and all you need is me
But you cannot see
That it's really me
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Beside You
03:48
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She left by the same door she always used, she didn't like being seen
She got in the car with her junkie son, they made an invincible team
And with her hair in pigtails everybody thought she was clean
Pray for more rain, i can't stand the sun, I'm tired of sitting around
I went and looked for a friend in need and you are all that i found
It's taken 7 years but i think your feet are back on the ground
Fall back on your bottle, it won't hurt when your face is numb
You can fall into your stupor now the work is done
I find it doesn't thrill me the same way that it does for some
Paint another smile on, it covers the emotional scars
I hope you remember how to lie when people ask you how you are
Look forward to the future, you never know we could go far
Stay clear of reality, it only interferes with our plans
you can always talk to me, i'm a last resort but talk if you can
i don't know how you're feeling but i think that i could understand
So much for your heroes, they disappear as soon as you call
I hope you remember where i am, next time you fall
I'm staying right beside you, i'm your friend you owe me nothing at all
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8. |
City Blues
04:46
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I'm in the city, struggling to find my feet
Moving through the train cars, where'd you find a seat?
Well save me from my stupor, and let's get a bite to eat
I came here last week, with all my dreams intact
Bought a one-way ticket, intending to never go back
Just like Joe Buck and his radio, going round and round the track
Well if you see a space, please go and take it for me
I've got a mean head, of all this noise I'd give my life to be free
And shake, shake, shake me from my compounded misery
(that's why I came here)
I'm eating something tasty, strictly nutrition-free
It's going down a storm, all seems fine to me
But inside my guts are suffering, might need a pill or 3
Well get out of my way, I've got things to do and people to see
Moving at breakneck speed, got no time to look around and see
Well nature is fine but I've got a concrete cage and endless coffee
(well, we all need a drug)
City blues, ohhhhh, city blues
So much life here, can't find a way to choose
Well the clouds are turning rainy, seeps right down to my shoes
(they're made in China)
I've had enough of this madness, hearing voices from home
Come back soon son, you can't leave us here all alone
So like Joe I'm gonna find a job, put on a suit, be normal, skim some stones
Nooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!
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Distant Dreams
04:59
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This city, everywhere I go, I see faces I know
All in their different zones
As we're flying through this world underground
And my eyes are wide shut, I'm not hearing a sound
Time standing still
Surrounded by sad hearts unfulfilled
Empty places for the disenchanted
Pass and fade away
Distant dreams, distant dreams
As they echo, echo, echo, in my head
Distant dreams, distant dreams
As I'm falling out of time
I still have distant dreams here in my mind
Faces distorted by pressure
Everyone forced together, spilling out through the doors
No more spaces, it's a dog-eat-dog world
And a mad free-for-all, maybe room for one more
Time standing still
Surrounded by sad hearts unfulfilled
Empty places for the disenchanted, pass and fade away
Distant dreams, distant dreams
As they echo, echo, echo, in my head
Distant dreams, distant dreams
As I'm falling out of time
I still have distant dreams here in my mind
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10. |
Life Goes On
04:28
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Life goes on dear, please be strong dear....
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11. |
(roll her up)
01:22
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So I rolled a fat one to take away my fears
But all it did was make me feel like I don't need a beer
It transferred my paranoia
And split my selves apart
I hit the wall, dropped the ball
I was right back at the start
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