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I remember the pain in my mother's eyes,
I remember the pain of her compromise years ago. I always wanted to help to make it go away, I didn't know it was her freedom that she needed so. And she said to me, she said to me *He hitch-hiked to Maine, We went cross-country. I had to leave my home, I had to raise a family We did the best we could being so young, We tried to hard to build a happy home. I never knew what to say to anybody, I didn't know what to do, I was far too young. But everybody could feel the suffocation, Underneath for facade of a happy home. And she said to me, she said to me *Repeat Home sweet freedom, flowing in my eyes, Home sweet freedom, flowing in my mind. Sacrificed her dreams to motherhood, Waiting and waiting to be understood fully. Sacrificed her years to the family, Waiting and waiting to be heard finally. And she said to me, she said to me... |
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| 2. |
| 4:15 |
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I nearly died I suicided softly
I saw her shadow through the cafe window I watched you lean across the table I watched you whisper in her ear *And she is your holy Mary And I am so ordinary And you can use me if you want to I know you need me just like an old soft shoe She looks like me but a bit prettier She's a skater and a ballet dancer I saw her on your motorcycle In the seat I thought was meant for me *Repeat And when your mother came to Boston you disappeared And then I saw you three together I guess she makes the best impression With her charming femininity... *Repeat Oh but I am the one you will call when alone And I am the one who will give when she's gone And so I give So I give I tell myself that love is truly giving Somehow I justify this Hoping you will understand me Hoping you will love me back And she is your holy Mary And I am so ordinary And she is your Queen Cleopatra And I'm just your morning after And she is your Star Spangled Banner And I am just Frere Jaque And you can lose me if you want to And I am so ordinary |
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| 3. |
| 4:18 |
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Lost in another world,
oh Saturn, Saturn Girl. Far away, ot an infinite world I escape I'm clear and calm, I'm unafraid. Sunless days, in my sheltered Milky Way In Saturn's rings I feel no pain. *In my heart, in my head Oh, Saturn Girl has always bled No you're not, from this world Saturn Girl. I can't explain, why I don't belong to the same world I don't fit in, and I will not stay. I want to fly, oh I long for my violet skies My astral nights, my peace of mind. *Repeat Lost in another world, oh Saturn, Saturn Girl. Saturn Girl, I'd rather be lost in my empyrean world Than be down on earth. *Repeat Everybody tries to break my dreams to break through, They don't believe in my words, they don't believe in my world. "Oh you're lost in another world, Oh you're lost you Saturn Girl, oh you crazy girl, Oh you Saturn Girl..." *Repeat |
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| 4. |
| 4:22 |
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Watch the woman's hands as she cultivates the land,
As she plants the seed, as she's on her knees. Watch her fingers smile as she holds the little child, As she holds him, as she holds him. Watch the woman's hands as she holds her children back, From the danger, from the danger. Watch how they fight to keep the family tight Together, together. Oh we need her, oh we need her. Oh we need her, oh we need her. Watch the woman's hands, as she talks to the man, As he talks down to her, as he tells her. He doesn't understand, he doesn't see the fisted hands Clenched tightly, angrily. Oh we need her, oh we need her. Oh we need her, oh we need her. |
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| 5. |
| 4:39 |
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Pulling on the apron strings looking up
Standing on the chair to be grown up I feel so little, I need my pillow I hate the time, I hate the clock I want to be a dog or I want to be a rock Sunday's pancakes Miss Mary Mack Color Polariods show my heart attack In my second-hand pants and dusty shoes The day that the playground laughed at my shoes It's my birthday next week and what I want please Is to turn on the heat so the fish won't freeze The fish in the tank froze and died last week Oh I want to be a dog or I want to be a leaf *Quarry miners, fishermen In my town of Bethlehem Picket fences, church at ten No star above my Bethlehem Now I'm only 16 and I think I have an ulcer I'm hiding my sex behind a dirty sweatshirt I've lost five pounds these past few days Trying to be class president and get straight A's, well, Who gives a shit about that anyway? I want to be a dog or a lump of clay *Repeat Still I'm tired of standing still Tired of living - still Everyday I dream of leaving Everybody's talking about Becky's bust The boys on the basketball team just fuck The same ten girls, who don't know who they are They're looking for some comfort in the back of a car The six-packs of beer, the locker room jeers I don't want to be me, I don't want to be here *Repeat Red brick schoolhouse, dead end dirt roads, daffodils No star above my Bethlehem I want to be a dog or I want to be a rock I don't want to be me, I don't want to be here Bethlehem |
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| 5:09 |
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Goya and El Greco, Gaugin and Van Gogh
Painted light in the darkness, chiaroscuro Imagine we were a painting A woman and a man, Two lovers on a canvas On is white, one is black. *Darkness and light will be married tonight in chiaroscuro Your body on mine - two colors combined in chiaroscuro Vermeer and Velazquez, Rembrandt and Rousseau Painted perfect union, chiaroscuro The man and the woman The knife and the spoon The xylem and the phloem The sun and the moon *Repeat How we lived a secret life from racist eyes You said I couldn't understand you anyway I tried But in this moment together, in our secret unity Our skins become the still life, our souls epiphany |
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| 2:29 |
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Why do you think she wears those black boots
Why do you think she dyes her hair black She's awfully insecure She's trying to be cool She's hoping to be more in those, black boots. Why do I think I wear those black boots Why do I wear three pairs of black boots I feel a little stronger I feel a little taller I identify with the color I like myself in these black boots. |
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| 4:30 |
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Oh John, oh John, oh John
Never lose the memory of April twenty-six Your hands designed my body You autographed my hip I lost all my worry I lost all sense of time My fears evaporated When you held me in your oh my god and *Oh John, in a New York hotel room In a truck off the back road Southwest of Chicago Oh John, in a New England fairground on a lawn in the backyard in a town in Colorado, oh Oh John, oh John, oh John Saturate my consciousness with sweet elixir wine Your body is the chalice your spirit is the vine I lose all my worry I lose all sense of time My fears evaporate When you hold me in your oh my god and *Repeat And everytime I see the ocean you're there And everytime I see the forest you're on my mind In my life, flooding me with memories like *Repeat |
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| 3:43 |
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Walking the mountain is easy for the medicine
Man who follows makes sure the Indian Never returns. His revenge, his revenge Rising His revenge, his revenge Rising Fighting the front line is honor for the pharaoh in Egypt erases the queen, the truth, the history of her Her revenge, her revenge Rising Her revenge, her revenge Rising Reading the pages of history it's not black and White is the man with the pen who's writing the story Of life. Our revenge, our revenge rising Our revenge, our revenge rising Our revenge, our revenge rising Our revenge, our revenge rising, rising, rising, rising |
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| 10. |
| 4:13 |
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Tell me how the story will unfold,
I know you see everything. Tell me all about the torch and scroll, I know you know everything. So why do you come to me? Why when I'm sleeping? Why am I the only one who knows you're there? Why, why? *My dear, my dear Gertrude, My dear, lonely soul, My dear, my dear Gertrude, My dear, my dear, my dear. Tell me all about your history, Tell me all about your pains. Try to contact all your lost loved ones, Try to speak to them through me. So why do you come to me? Why when I'm sleeping? Why am I the only one who knows you're there? Why, why? *Repeat You're so lonely in my body, I can sympathize your pain. But the secret is too much for me to hold, No, no one will believe |
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| 3:36 |
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Litte boy, tries to hide,
From the fire in his backyard. Burning cross, white cloth, It's the second time this year. Hitler's brothers are still alive, They're wearing everyday disguises. A woman runs, for asylum, She's the only one of her kind in this neighborhood. She knows who they were, They don't believe a word, The cops just turn their heads to protect their friends. Hitler's brothers are still alive, Their army seems to grow in size, Hitler's brothers are on the rise, They're wearing everyday disguises. In camouflage or business suits. Another man, bound and gagged, Tied upon the railroad tracks. At nine p.m. the B&M (Boston & Maine) Rolled across his yellow skin Hitler's brothers are still alive, Their army seems to grow in size, Hitler's brothers are on the rise, They're wearing everyday disguises. In camouflage or business suits, Checkered aprons, combat boots, Time to let those feelings go, Hatred only kills your souls. |
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| 4:02 |
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She was on the floor, her face was in her mother's arms.
She had said that she'd been out late with the boys. Just another evening, like every other evening Everything is all the same it seems. Danny always called her on the phone for no special reason, apparently, He could never tell her what it was, he suffered silently, quitely. Just another evening, but his hands just couldn't be still, He can't control it and he cannot tell her why, Feel the beaded knuckles, feel the snap inside, See the rush of terror in her eye, She can't feel it She can't feel it She can't feel anything anymore He tried painfully, he begged for her forgiveness on his knees, She gave gracefully, but inside, but inside, She still bleeds. |
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| 4:32 |
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Here I am, a black-eyed bird, remaining silent.
I simply watch, your little life from high above. Wanting to call you, wanting to sing, Inside your ears and lips and eyes and soul, I dig my grave, behind the gates of Babylon. There's a Garden of Eden In your distant heart, Garden of Eden In your earthly arms. Here I stand, a serpent queen of the garden. I'm beckoning, but you ignore my siren song. Oh I long, to touch you, to step inside your sacred gate. I'll dig my grave in the middle of golden bible snake. There's a Garden of Eden In your distant heart, Garden of Eden In your earthly arms. The black-eyed bird is dying, The queen is dead, She'll never step foot in Eden. There's a Garden of Eden In your distant heart, Garden of Eden In your earthly arms. |
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| 3:46 |
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Climbing, climbing, climbing, climbing
Look, at how futile this is, I'm so weak, so fragile, so torn. Going round and round, going inside To the circle, to the ladder, to the sky *I am climbing a ladder of urgency Climbing a ladder of hope Climbing a ladder of my emotions Climbing a ladder of unraveling rope. You see, what you want to see, But I'm not, what you wanted, no I'm not. I am only one thing, one thing I see, One thing I feel. *Repeat Climbing I am only one thing, one thing I see, one thing I feel I am the ladder. |
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