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I am thunder, lightning and the sky
I’m the brighter side of life
I got her, only God knows how
I’m not the flirting type
I don’t care what tomorrow brings
It won’t change a thing
No, I don’t care what tomorrow brings
Tonight will stay
And shed its light
On this dark and endless sky
Tomorrow will surely come too soon
It’s not like we’re immune
To panic, loneliness and doubt
We’ll lose it once in a while
But I don’t care...
There’s no need to tie me down
Or keep your hand on mine
There is no one further on
Who’ll make me sing a sweeter song
Oh, I don't care...
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Best Regret
03:18
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I thought I could be true
To you I would hold on
Hard and forever
Like singers to their song
But nothing can compare
To the touch of a hand
On these long days of winter
With you so far away
This world is not the one we pictured it to be
I in my simplicity grew weak
I’ll be the raindrop on your cheek
You’ll be the best regret, the best regret to me
They say it will come back,
And I will play the part
Of a man and his senses
One ocean apart
I had your picture framed
Then I tucked it away
At the back of a drawer
And that’s where it stays
This world is not the one we pictured it to be
Words mean little, even when they’re real
I’ll be the raindrop on your cheek
You’ll be the best regret, the best regret to me
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Just Can't Stop
02:57
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Left her service
Or rather I was taken from it
Broke my heart
But damn me if I learned from it
I just can’t stop
Biologically I’m still intact
If I meet someone new I’m up for that
Drove a long way
Just to glimpse those eyes I’ve picked out
For my own
If I had half a brain I’d leave town
But I don’t
I know what’s likely to come of this run
But feeling always beats just being numb
Left her service
Or rather I was taken from it
Broke my heart
But damn me if I learned from it
I just can’t stop
Biologically I’m still intact
If I meet someone new I’m up for that
So here’s to all the dumb things men must do
And to those special eyes, I think they’re blue
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This Longing
03:14
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Blurred-out moon, circled moon
A barrio that shouldn’t be
Families only halfway home
And this longing, this longing
Rhythms stuttered from nearby
Uneasy, assured and true
Foreign, pathetic, mine
And this longing, this longing
Distance that makes me believe
Or perhaps it makes it more plain to see
If those eyes can trip me over
There’s something I haven’t told her
When she paints strings of words
I stutter mine
But if tomorrow was a week
Even this longing would speak
If tomorrow was a week
Even my longing would speak
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No Guarantee
03:40
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Will I be there for you
Can you count on me
At times when there’s nothing but darkness to see
What do I know,
What will be will be
Hearts come with no guarantee
Will I carry your weight
Will I be by your side
When you feel that you’re lost and you can’t see the light
Oh, what do I know
What will be will be
Heart comes with no guarantee
I wish I could say that I’d stand by you
I wish I could promise I’d be true
Since you’re asking
Will I be there for you?
I hope I’ll be
But hearts come with no guarantee
Though all we can do is believe,
Right now we’re here, you and me
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There's Gotta Be
04:09
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They all came from such solemn lines
And there they were, down on the ground
The old man gone, no work left in the mines
What had they done? What was it for?
Oh, it takes a lot to kill a soul
Well, at least that’s what we’re told
But we can’t always live by faith alone
There’s gotta be something more
Nowhere did the sun shine brighter than right here
Nowhere did the sky seem so close
But that won’t keep you warm at night
Or get you through the day
And no pride can fill an empty mouth
So two brothers cut tradition short
A chain 300 years old
It’s left us scattered and each to his own
There’s gotta be something more
(Chorus)
Going back now we don’t see all the fuss
The churchyard filling and no space for us
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Construction Workers
02:22
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Why don’t we make up our minds
And start finding better times
This creek of love we had
Has trickled down, it’s oh so sad
We thought we’d get caught in the flood
Ms. Gold and Mr. Mud
But our bond would bridge that stream
Construction workers, you and me
This is where the river used to run
You see it by the marks in the ground
Not a drop of water in sight
But the bridge stands proud
The flood’s been dried
But the bridge stands proud
So why don’t we make up our minds
Let’s tear this damn bridge down
We’ve been around too long
Not to know this bitter song
Our flood has changed its course
Now I’ve got mine and you’ve got yours
And there’s where we should be
Construction working separately
Construction workers, you and me
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Springtime
03:23
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There they come all falling down the hill
I watch them fly on by
There they come all falling down the hill
In the sun, in the spring, in the
springtime
What could they do that could hurt me know
When they just fly on by
What could they do that could hurt me now
In the sun, in the spring, in the springtime
Cause they would never want me
The way I want you
And you could never treat me
Like they’re used to
And now that I’m so certain
It couldn’t be true
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Sweetest Wind
04:25
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It’s been too long a time
Since you were mine
Now that we could
Make it right we should
It’s no use dwelling over right and wrong
In my mind I’ve been yours now for so long
So make it real, make it real
Let the sweetest wind blow out all over me
The abandon in your eyes
The way you arch your spine
A hand along your ribs
The soft, soft fingertips
So don’t start wondering if it’s right or wrong
Leave it be, for once just let it come
And make it real, make it real
Let the sweetest wind low out all over me
Make it real, make it real
Let your sweetest wind blow out all over me
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Lay me down in your weary arms
Keep my body warm
Hold us far from the hands that pull
This fool down way below
Oh, times are hard but I believe
In what waits ahead
At the end of another line
We will break the spell
We’ve been so long trying hard to find
The comfort of a home
It seems there’s nothing else to cure
This stress that grips our bone
Times are hard but I have faith
In what waits ahead
At the end of another line
We will break the spell
They always say forever
Sends a chill down through my bones
When this mouth says ‘forever’
It will spell the word ‘alone’
Through the smoke I can see her face
Her voice creeps through the crowd
If it’s her let her be alone
Or let me go blind
Oh, times are hard but I believe
In what waits ahead
At the end of another line
She will find me there
At the end of another line
We will break the spell
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