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Byronic Hero (Navigator)
03:57
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To the silence
You bring violence
There’s a war without a winning side
In your conscience
You’ve been honest
That’s the verdict of your crippling pride
Why show your colors now?
Time is a light that goes out
If you keep to the dark
But we love you
How we love you
Though you burn through every second chance
A politician
On a mission
To turn us with a song and dance
Dance for your life
Put away your smoke and mirrors
Wipe away those tragic tears
And show yourself for who you really are
When the rain falls upon your sunny shore
When your world is shaken to the core
You find out you can never run too far
Why show your colors now?
Our love will give in and give out
If you stay out of reach
Secret agent
In a tailspin
Lost within your subterfuge
When the wind cries
And your mask flies
Will we finally get a glimpse of you?
Let it fly on the wind
The red flags are waving clear
A white flag is drawing near
You’re packing up your suitcase once again
When the rain falls upon your sunny shore
There’s a one-way ticket to New York
For the man who never had a name
Who never had a face
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2. |
Too Subtle
03:19
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I’ve been eyeing your profile
Some would call it stalking
Trying to show you a smile
That leads to more than talking
Am I lost in wishful thinking?
Headed for a fall?
I feel my courage sinking
Every time we drop the ball
Is it all in the spirit
Of being kind and friendly?
Is it buried in those lyrics
And those videos you send me?
This is so adolescent
And yet it’s so much fun
I light up in your presence
You’re the warmth of the sun
But you’re too subtle and I’m too dumb
Even if it’s obvious to everyone
I need a sign or a smoking gun
Yeah, I need to hear you say it
I wanna hear you say it
I heard from an expert
A girl should never chase
The guy will soon reject her
A pleasure to replace
I’ll end up like a toy
When I’d rather be a treasure
He’ll only bring the boy
When I want the man of measure
[Crying for the moon, you're just crying for the moon]
This is so adolescent
And yet it's so much fun
I light up in your presence
You're the warmth of the sun
But you’re too subtle and I’m too dumb
Even if it’s obvious to everyone
You’ll fade away like the setting sun
’Cause I need to hear you say it
I wanna hear you say it
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High
03:57
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When you said you didn’t want to pry
I know it was just a lie
Was too much trouble
You were so good at giving me my space
That you vanished without a trace
A bursting bubble
When my armor wouldn’t come undone
You decided I was just no fun
It didn’t take long
But you never tried to set me free
Just took what you could get from me
And skipped the swan song
When we looked into each other’s eyes
I guess both of us were in disguise
Hope you’re getting high
Floating on all your freedom
Guess this is goodbye
Didn’t give me time to cry
Maybe I was hard to reach
Like that faraway hidden beach
We found together
Maybe you were self-absorbed
Just looking for your big reward
Not the adventure
All those letters that built me up
Were reflections in your tilting cup
Hope you’re getting high
Floating on all your freedom
Guess this is goodbye
Didn’t give me time to cry
All I wanted was to be your friend
But you thought you could predict the end
Well we’re all changing
At least I kept my feet on earth
Knowing we could wind up hurt
Or wind up strangers
Now I see you’re going back for more
Still looking for your big reward
Hope you’re getting high
Floating on all your freedom
Guess this is goodbye
Didn’t give me time to cry
Didn’t give me time to cry
Didn’t give me time to cry
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4. |
Paper Letter
03:34
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Paper letter paper letter
Gather all my thoughts together
Paper letter paper letter
I thought I could say it better
I’ve been waiting my whole life
For someone like you to walk through my door
Standin’ in the morning sun so fine
Do you have to leave so soon?
Why can’t you stay just a minute more?
Please don’t go
Paper letter paper letter
Even if it takes forever
Paper letter paper letter
I thought I knew you better
Oh, I know I play the silent part
But I know just what is real in my heart
You can’t be foolin’ me too long
Paper letter paper letter
Gonna take some heavy weather
Paper letter paper letter
I guess it’s now or never
I’ve been waiting my whole life
For someone like you to walk through my door
Standin’ in the morning sun so fine
Do you have to leave so soon?
Why can’t you stay just a minute more?
Please don’t go
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5. |
I Have Loved You
03:41
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Seasons have been changing, clouds rearranging
And I’m still no closer to you
You paint my mind with winds of spring
And the songs I sing
When the lines on your eyes make is so hard
I will love you
I will love you for a while
My heart has been demanding for truth and understanding
For a lifetime and a day
But there’s no path you’ll find me on
That’s right or wrong
When the signs of the times make it so hard
I will love you
I will love you for a while
I’ve been down before
I’ve been down before
I’ve been down
It’s my will to be gentle not weak or sentimental
There’s a fine line in loving for free
But if my swan song comes too soon
In the gathering noon
Then I’ll tell you for the record
It’s been so easy to love you
And I have loved you for a while
I have loved you for a while
I’ve been down before
I’ve been down before
I’ve been down
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6. |
Babe Why Don't You
03:35
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Babe why don’t you shine your light on me?
Babe why don’t you shine your light on me?
They say the night is sacred
It’s when the world goes still
The moon leaves not a trace upon my faded window sill
And though I’m hot and thirsty
When the sun is out
Even though I’d ramble just to find the shaded route, oh
Babe why don’t you shine your light on me?
Babe why don’t you shine your light on me?
Sometimes I can see the stars
At four o’clock AM
Where does darkness end and the sparrow song begin?
Morning is for daffodils
And children and cartoons
But God is in my garden cutting everything that blooms
Lord I try to earn my place
Still I get no sign of grace
Please don’t leave me howling at the moon
Time will paint the picture
And the highlights in your hair
Nothing twice as bright could put that silver there
It’s hard to be remembered
And it’s harder to be missed
The years will pass like shadows til my hope has been eclipsed
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7. |
Hallelujah, California
03:54
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Hallelujah, California
There’s a hole in my pocket
And it’s takin’ me away
Hallelujah, California
There’s a hole in my pocket
And it’s takin’ me away
I was always on the run to be free
But somethin’s always moving faster than me
They’ll bury me in silver, turquoise, and gold
When I die, when I die
Hallelujah, California
There’s a hole in my pocket
And it’s takin’ me away
Hallelujah, California
There’s a hole in my pocket
And it’s takin’ me away
It takes a lot of courage to make that call
It takes a lot of effort to get up at all
But I’ll be on the phone until my grave
‘Cause that’s the way, ‘cause that’s the way
‘Cause that’s the way, ‘cause that’s the way
Your brother always lived on the edge
One night he drove his car right off a bridge
And when they pulled his body out of the bay
I heard them say, I heard them say
I heard them say, I heard them say
Hallelujah, California
There’s a hole in my pocket
And it’s takin’ me away
Hallelujah, California
There’s a hole in my pocket
And it’s takin’ me away
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8. |
Words of a Younger Self
03:17
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I never meant to make a fool
They just had to have control
They always do
They hoped I’d be a frivolous
Pseudo-intellectual
Without a clue
They fumble for their dignity
Instead of their humility
When they are wrong
Not another word is spoken
Though the truth is bent and broken
But I bite my tongue
Yet before my tongue is bitten
They have had the truth re-written
I’m gonna die on the vine
Before the summer is through
No one gets credit for trying
So why do I live like I do?
They think they’re in a candy store
And they’re the one she’s waiting for
If she’s alone
Kindness just confuses them
They want a girl that uses them
All house and home
Well I am not an angry person
I just wrote some angry verses
Now I’m gonna die on the vine
Before the summer is through
No one gets credit for trying
So why do I live like I do?
I am happy with my music
I don’t need outside amusement
Myself and me
Keep on moving, stay in motion
Clear across the deepest ocean
I feel so free
‘Cause I would rather be ignored
Than watch a man grow dull and bored
I’m gonna die on the vine
Before the summer is through
No one gets credit for trying
So why do I live like I do?
Why do I live like I do?
Why do I live like I do?
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9. |
Scouser
04:12
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In early morn he sets out for the south
Remembers not to open up his mouth
With smart suit looks and hip new books in hand
The blueprint of a going-places man
He buries all the hurtful things he said
A tiny price to pay to get ahead
But who’s that ghost of conscience at the door?
Who’s that extra footstep on the floor?
He can be anything you want
He’s the loneliest winner in the world
He looks into the mirror at his ever-changing face
Before he disappears without a trace
Instinct is the essence of his trade
But honesty won’t make a man well paid
A mask is all it takes to tell the truth
One day a king, the next a common brute
Still he can’t deny that dying wish
To rise above the charlatan he is
For something to believe in to the end
For someone to receive him as a friend
He can be anything you want
He’s the loneliest winner in the world
He looks into the mirror at his ever-changing face
Before he disappears without a trace
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10. |
Ingenue
03:44
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Ingenue
You always knew
Listen to your heart the way you used to
When time was long
And hope was strong
Everything you wanted was before you
I can’t believe that it meant nothing
The world turned your eagerness to suffering
But you still dream like a child
Ingenue
Those days are through
When pain could pierce your soul like arrows
You still have love
And flesh and blood
Living on the other side of sorrow
I can’t believe you would dismiss them
You never need to ask permission
To live your life with a smile
Ingenue
You always knew
Listen to your heart the way you used to
Though feelings pass
And nothing lasts
Faith will always part a path before you
Don’t let them darken your direction
Fear does not guarantee protection
So dream your dream like a child
Dream your dream like a child
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11. |
God May Laugh
03:24
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I can’t tell you my dreams, dear
It only brings me down
You wouldn’t know what it means, dear
To sway a cynical crowd
I'm done falling apart
When you no longer ask
About my silly old heart
And cling to the past
But you won’t see me crying in the rain
I’m gonna give myself a name
It’s not too late to make the best of me
But I won’t tell you my dreams, dear
It always brings me down
You wouldn’t know what it means, dear
To sway a cynical crowd
And I won’t sing you my songs, dear
You used to hear them well
But now they fall on the wrong ears
You’re just too tough to sell
I know I ask a lot
But songs are all I’ve got in this world
To reach another soul
Seems a noble goal to a foolish girl
So I’m back at the start
Trying to find a voice
Trying to put it in art
I don’t have a choice
And you won’t see me turning back in shame
I’m gonna give myself a name
I hope someday you can be proud of me
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