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My name is Luka
제 이름은 루카예요 I live on the second floor 2층에 살지요 I live upstairs from you 당신 집 바로 위층이요 Yes I think you've seen me before 그래요, 전에 한번 본 적 있어요 If you hear something late at night 밤 늦게 말썽이 생긴것 같거나 Some kind of trouble. some kind of fight 누군가 싸우는 소리가 들려도 Just don't ask me what it was 무슨 일이 있었는지는 묻지 말아주세요 Just don't ask me what it was 별 일 아니니까 Just don't ask me what it was 아무것도 묻지 말아주세요 I think it's because I'm clumsy 제가 잘못한 일이거든요 I try not to talk too loud 조용히 말해야 하는데 Maybe it's because I'm crazy 아마 제가 좀 어리석었나봐요 I try not to act too proud 주눅든 표정을 지어야 하는데 They only hit until you cry 아래층에서 소리지르면 더이상 안때려요 And after that you don't ask why 무슨 일이었는진 묻지 마세요 You just don't argue anymore 더이상 설득하려고 하지마세요 You just don't argue anymore 제가 잘못한 거니까 You just don't argue anymore 아무것도 못들은척 해주세요 Yes I think I'm okay 네, 전 괜찮아요 I walked into the door again 다시 들어가봐야 해요 Well, if you ask that's what I'll say 만약 다음에 또 물어오시면 And it's not your business anyway 당신이 참견할일이 아니라고 말할 거예요 I guess I'd like to be alone 이제 혼자 있고 싶어요 With nothing broken, nothing thrown 부러지지도 않았고 삔곳도 없어요 Just don't ask me how I am ... 더이상 괜찮은지는 묻지 마세요 |
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| 2. |
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I am siting in the morning at the diner on the corner
아침에 난 길모퉁이에 있는 식당에 앉아 있어 I am waiting at the counter for the man to pour the coffee 카운터에서 커피를 따라주길 기다리고 있지 And he fill it only halfway and before I even argue 점원이 잔을 반만 채우길래 뭐라 따지려고 했더니 he is looking out the window at somebody coming in 그는 창 밖에 누가 오는 걸 쳐다보는 거야 'It is always nice to see you' say the man behind the counter '널 보면 늘 행복해' 카운터 뒤에 남자가 to the woman who has come in 가게로 들어오는 여자에게 말하지 She is shaking her umbrella 그녀는 우산을 털고 있어 And I look the other way as they are kissing their hellos 그들이 키스하고 인사하는 동안 난 고개를 돌렸어 I`m pretending not to see them, instead I pour the milk 그들을 보지 않는 척 하며, 우유를 잔에 따랐지 I open up the paper 신문을 펼치니 There`s a story of a actor who has died while he was drinking 술취해 죽은 배우 얘기가 하나 있네 It was no one I had heard of 한번도 들어본 적이 없는 남자야 And I`m turning to the horoscope and looking for the funnies 오늘의 운세나 보고 재밌는게 없나 찾고 있는데 When I`m feeling someone watching me and so I raise my head 누가 날 쳐다보는 기분이 들어 고개를 들었어 There`s a woman on the outside looking inside 창밖에 어떤 여자가 안을 들여다 보고 있잖아 Does she see me? 날 보고 있는건가? No she does not really see me cause she sees her own reflection 아냐, 사실 날 보는 게 아니라 유리에 비친 자기를 보고 있는거야 And I`m trying not to notice that she`s hitching up her skirt 그녀가 치마를 추켜 올리는 걸 못 본채 하고있어 And while she`s strainghtening her stockings 그녀가 스타킹을 올리고 있는 동안 her hair is getting wet 그녀의 머리칼은 점점 젖고 있지 Oh, this rain it will continue through the morning 아, 이 비는 아침 내내 계속 올거야 As I`m listening to the bells of the cathedral 성당의 종소리를 들으니 I`m thinking of your voice and of the midnight picnic 니 목소리가 생각나 그리고 이 비가 시작되기 전, once upon a time before the rain began 그 옛날 한밤중의 소풍도 I finish up my coffee 커피를 다 마셨어 It`s time to catch the train 이제 기차를 타러 가야지 |
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Even if I am in love with you
All this to say, what's it to you? Observe the blood, the rose tattoo of the fingerprints on me from you Other evidence has shown that you and I are still alone We skirt around the danger zone and don't talk about it later Marlene watches from the wall her mocking smile says it all as she records the rise and fall of every soldier passing But the only soldier now is me I'm fighting things I cannot see I think it's called my destiny that I am changing Marlene on the wall I walk to your house in the afternoon by the butcher shop with the sawdust strewn "Don't give away the goods too soon" Is what she might have told me And I tried so hard to resist when you held me in your handsome fist and reminded me of the night we kissed and of why I should be leaving Marlene watches from the wall her mocking smile says it all as she records the rise and fall of every man who's been here But the only one here now is me I'm fighting things I cannot see I think it's called my destiny that I am changing Marlene on the wall |
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| 4. |
| 2:54 |
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It wont do to dream of caramel
to think of cinnamon and long for you. It wont do to stir a deep desire, to fan a hidden fire that can never burn true I know your name, I know your skin, I know the way these things begin But I dont know how I would live with myself, what Id forgive of myself if you dont go So goodbye, sweet appetite, no single bite could satisfy I know your name, I know your skin, I know the way these things begin But I dont know what I would give of myself, how I would live with myself if you dont go It wont do to dream of caramel to think of cinnamon and long for you |
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| 4:23 |
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Oh Mum the dreams are not so bad
It's just that there's so much to do And I'm tired of sleepin Oh Mum the old man is telling me something His eyes are wide and his mouth is thin and I just can't hear what he's saying Oh Mum I wonder when I'll be wakened It's just that there's so much to do And I'm tired of sleeping Oh Mum I wonder when I'll be wakened It's just that there's so much to do And I'm tired of sleeping Oh Mum the kids are playing in pennies They're up to their knees in money And the dirt of the churchyard steps Oh Mum that man he ripped out his lining Tore out a piece of his body To show us his clean courted heart Oh Mum I wonder when I'll be wakened It's just that there's so much to do And I'm tired of sleeping Oh Mum I wonder when I'll be wakened It's just that there's so much to do And I'm tired of sleeping Oh Mum the bird on the string is hanging Bones are twisting and dancing She's fighting for her small life Oh Mum I wonder when I'll be wakened It's just that there's so much to do And I'm tired of sleeping Oh Mum I wonder when I'll be wakened It's just that there's so much to do And I'm tired of sleeping Oh Mum I wonder when I'll be wakened It's just that there's so much to do And I'm tired of sleeping |
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| 7. |
| 3:55 |
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Today I am
A small blue thing Like a marble Or an eye With my knees against my mouth I am perfectly round I am watching you I am cold against your skin You are perfectly reflected I am lost inside your pocket I am lost against Your fingers I am falling down the stairs I am skipping on the sidewalk I am thrown against the sky I am raining down in pieces I am scattering like light Scattering like light Scattering like light Today I am A small blue thing Made of china Made of glass I am cool and smooth and curious I never blink I am turning in your hand Turning in your hand Small blue thing |
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| 2:28 |
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I'd like to help you doctor
Yes I really really would But the din in my head It's too much and it's no good I'm standing in a windy tunnel Shouting through the roar And I'd like to give the information You're asking for But blood makes noise It's a ringing in my ear Blood makes noise And I can't really hear you In the thickening of fear I think that you might want to know The details and the facts But there's something in my blood Denies the memory of the acts So just forget it Doc I think it's really Cool that you're concerned But we'll have to try again After the silence has returned Cause blood makes noise It's a ringing in my ear Blood makes noise And I can't really hear you In the thickening of fear Blood makes noise |
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| 3:30 |
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If you want me
You can find me Left of center Off of the strip In the outskirts In the fringes In the corner Out of the grip If you want me You can find me Left of center Off of the strip In the outskirts In the fringes In the corner Out of the grip When they ask me What are you looking at I always answer Nothing much not much I think they know that I'm looking at them I think they think I must be out of touch But I'm only In the outskirts And in the fringes On the edge And off the avenue And if you want me You can find me Left of center Wondering about you I think that somehow Somewhere inside of us We must be similar If not the same So I continue To be wanting you Left of center Against the grain If you want me You can find me Left of center Off of the strip In the outskirts In the fringes In the corner Out of the grip When they ask me What are you looking at I always answer Nothing much not much I think they know that I'm looking at them I think they think I must be out of touch But I'm only In the outskirts And in the fringes On the edge And off the avenue And if you want me You can find me Left of center Wondering about you If you want me You can find me Left of center Wondering about you If you want me You can find me Left of center Wondering about you Wondering about you Wondering about you If you want me You can find me Left of center Wondering about you If you want me You can find me Left of center Wondering about you Wondering about you Wondering about you |
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| 10. |
| 3:47 |
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(I`ll Never Be) Your Maggie May
no capo December 2000 1. i'll never be your Maggie May the one you loved and left behind the face you see in light of day and then you cast away that isn't me in that bed you'll find 2. I'd rather take myself away be like those ladies in Japan rather paint myself a face conjure up some grace or be the eyes behind a fan And so you go no girl could say no to you 3. there's the way we may appear but that will change from day to night would you ever see within? underneath the skin? could I believe you had that sight? 4. instrumental And so you go no girl could say no to you 5. I'll never be your Maggie May the one you loved and then forgot I'll love you first and let you go because it must be so and you'll forgive or you will not 6. and so a woman leaves a man and so a world turns on it's end so I'll see your face in dreams where nothing's what it seems you still appear some kind of friend And so you go no girl could say no to you .. |
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| 11. |
| 4:44 |
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In Liverpool
On Sunday No traffic On the avenue The light is pale and thin Like you No sound, down In this part of town Except for the boy in the belfry He's crazy, he's throwing himself Down from the top of the tower Like a hunchback in heaven He's ringing the bells in the church For the last half an hour He sounds like he's missing something Or someone that he knows he can't Have now and if he isn't I certainly am Homesick for a clock That told the same time sometimes you made no sense to me if you lie on the ground in somebody's arms you'll probably swallow some of their history And the boy in the belfry He's crazy, he's throwing himself Down from the top of the tower Like a hunchback in heaven He's ringing the bells in the church For the last half an hour He sounds like he's missing something Or someone that he knows he can't Have now and if he isn't I certainly am I'll be the girl who sings for my supper You'll be the monk whose forehead is high He'll be the man who's already working Spreading a memory all through the sky In Liverpool On Sunday No reason to even remember you now Except for the boy in the belfry He's crazy, he's throwing himself Down from the top of the tower Like a hunchback in heaven He's ringing the bells in the church For the last half an hour He sounds like he's missing something Or someone that he knows he can't Have now and if he isn't I certainly am In Liverpool In Liverpool |
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| 4:03 |
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You come from far away
With pictures in your eyes Of coffeeshops and morning streets In the blue and silent sunrise But night is the cathedral Where we recognized the sign We strangers know each other now As part of the whole design Oh, hold me like a baby That will not fall asleep Curl me up inside you And let me hear you through the heat You are the jester of this courtyard With a smile like a girl's Distracted by the women With the dimples and the curls By the pretty and the mischievous By the timid and the blessed By the blowing skirts of ladies Who promise to gather you to their breast Oh, hold me like a baby That will not fall asleep Curl me up inside you And let me hear you through the heat You have hands of raining water And that earring in your ear The wisdom on your face Denies the number of your years With the fingers of the potter And the laughing tale of the fool The arranger of disorder With your strange and simple rules Yes now I've met me another spinner Of strange and gauzy threads With a long and slender body And a bump upon the head Oh, hold me like a baby That will not fall asleep Curl me up inside you And let me hear you through the heat With a long and slender body And the sweetest softest hands And we'll blow away forever soon And go on to different lands And please do not ever look for me But with me you will stay And you will hear yourself in song Blowing by one day Oh, hold me like a baby That will not fall asleep Curl me up inside you And let me hear you through the heat |
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| 3:24 |
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Book Of Dreams
In my book of dreams In my book of dreams In my book of dreams I took your urgent whisper Stole the arc of a white wing Rode like foam on the river of pity Turned its tide to strength Healed the hole that ripped in living In my book of dreams In my book of dreams In my book of dreams The spine is bound to last a life Tough enough to take the pounding Pages made of days of open hand In my book of dreams In my book of dreams In my book of dreams Number every page in silver Underline in magic marker Take the name of every prisoner Yours is there my word of honor I took your urgent whisper Stole the arc of a white wing Rode like foam on the river of pity Healed the hole that ripped in living In my book of dreams In my book of dreams In my book of dreams |
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| 14. |
| 3:10 |
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No Cheap Thrill (Music & Lyrics by Suzanne Vega)
Ante up. And don’t be shy. Who is that man who is catching my eye? What’s unde eath all of the deadpan face? Sitting so pretty with a criminal grace? Lamebrain Pete wants to Spit in the Sea. He’s got a cool hand but it isn’t for me. Butcher Boy thinks he’ll be splitting the pot. But I’ve seen what he’s got and it isn’t a lot. (When deuces are wild you can follow the queen. I’d go too except I know where she’s been.) I’ll see you, I’ll call you, I’ll raise you But it’s no cheap thrill It will cost you, cost you, cost you Anything you have to pay. I limit the straddles, and you shuffle and deal. When will the dealer reveal how he feels? Is the lucky beginner just a five-card stud? Is this winning streak going to be nipped in the bud? I’ll see you, I’ll call you, I’ll raise you But it’s no cheap thrill It will cost you, cost you, cost you Anything you have to pay. I’ll match you, I’ll bet you, I’ll play you, But it’s no cheap thrill It will cost you, cost you, cost you Anything you have to pay........ |
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My name is Calypso And I have lived alone I live on an island And I waken to the dawn A long time ago I watched him struggle with the sea I knew that he was drowning And I brought him into me Now today Come morning light He sails away After one last night I let him go. My name is Calypso My garden overflows Thick and wild and hidden Is the sweetness there that grows My hair it blows long As I sing into the wind My name is Calypso And I have lived alone I live on an island I tell of nights Where I could taste the salt on his skin Salt of the waves And of tears And though he,pulled away I kept him here for years I let him go My name is Calypso I have let him go In the dawn he sails away To be gone forever more And the waves will take him in again But he'll know their ways now I will stand upon the shore With a clean heart And my song in the wind The sand will sting my feet And the sky will burn It's a lonely time ahead I do not ask him to return I let him go I let him go |
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| 3:26 |
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It would be as flat as the world before Columbus
That's the day that I lose half my sight If your life were taken from me All the trees would freeze in this cold ground It would be as cruel as the world before Columbus Sail to the edge and I'd be there looking down Those men who lust for land And for riches strange and new Who love those trinkets of desire Oh they never will have you And they'll never know the gold Or the copper in your hair How could they weigh the worth Of you so rare If your love were taken from me Every light that's bright would soon go dim It would be as dark as the world before Columbus Down the waterfall and I'd swim over the brim Those men who lust for land And for riches strange and new Who love those trinkets of desire Oh they will never have you And they'll never know the gold Or the copper in your hair How could they weigh the worth Of you so rare |
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| 4:39 |
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Solitude stands by the window
She turns her head as I walk in the room I can see by her eyes she's been waiting Standing in the slant of the late afternoon And she turns to me with her hand extended Her palm is split with a flower a flame Solitude stands in the doorway And I'm struck once again by her black silhouette By her long cool stare and her silence I suddenly remember each time we've met And she turns to me with her hand extended Her palm is split with a flower with a flame And she says I've come to set a twisted thing straight And she says I've come to lighten this dark heart And she takes my wrist I feel her imprint of fear And I say I've never thought of finding you here and I turn to the crowd as they're watching They're sitting all together in the dark in the warm I wanted to be in there among them I see how their eyes are gathered into one And then she turns to me with her hand extended Her palm is split with a flower with a flame And she says I've come to set a twisted thing straight And she says I've come to lighten this dark heart And she takes my wrist I feel her imprint of fear And I say I've never thought of finding you here Solitude stands in the doorway And I'm struck once again by her black silhouette By her long cool stare and her silence I suddenly remember each time we've met And she turns to me with her hand extended Her palm is split with a flower with a flame |
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Once I stood alone so proud
held myself above the crowd now i am low on the ground From here i look around to see what avenues belong to me I can't tell what ive found Now what would You have me do i ask you please I wait to hear The mother, and the matador the mystic, all were here before like me, to stare You down You appear without a face, disappear, but leave your trace i feel your unseen frown Now what would you have me do I ask you please i wait to hear your voice the word you say i wait to see your sign would i obey I look for you in heathered moor the desert, and the ocean floor how low does one heart go looking for your fingerprints i find them in coincidence and make my faith to grow Forgive me all my blindnesses my weakness and unkindnesses as yet unbending still struggling so hard to see my fist against eternity and will you break my will Now what would you have me do i ask you please i wait to hear your voice the word you say i wait to see your sign could i obey Now what would You have me do i ask you please I wait to hear |
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Do you remember how you walked with me
down the street into the square? How the women selling rosemary pressed the branches to your chest promised luck and all the rest and put their fingers in your hair? I had met you just the day before like an accident of fate in the window there behind your door How I wanted to break in to that room beneath your skin but all that would have to wait In the Carmen of the Martyrs with the statues in the courtyard whose heads and hands were taken in the burden of the sun I had come to meet you with a question in my footsteps I was going up the hillside and the journey just begun My sister says she never dreams at night there are days when I know why those possibilities within her sight with no way of coming true Some things just don't get through into this world , although they try In the Carmen of the Martyrs with the statues in the courtyard whose heads and hands were taken in the burden of the sun I had come to meet you with a question in my footsteps I was going up the hillside and the journey just begun All I know of you is in my memory All I ask is you Remember me |
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The soldier came knocking upon the queen's door
He said, "I am not fighting for you any more" The queen knew she'd seen his face someplace before And slowly she let him inside. He said, "I've watched your palace up here on the hill And I've wondered who's the woman for whom we all kill But I am leaving tomorrow and you can do what you will Only first I am asking you why." Down in the long narrow hall he was led And she never once took the crown from her head Into her rooms with her tapestries red She asked him there to sit down. He said, "I see you now, and you are so very young And I've got this intuition, says it's all for your fun But I've seen more battles lost than I have battles won And now will you tell me why?" The young queen, she fixed him with an arrogant eye She said, "You won't understand, and you may as well not try" But she closed herself up like a fan. It cuts me inside, and often I've bled" But her face was a child's, and he thought she would cry And she said, "I've swallowed a secret burning thread He laid his hand then on top of her head "Tell me how hungry are you? How weak you must feel And he bowed her down to the ground. As you are living here alone, and you are never revealed But I won't march again on your battlefield" And he took her to the window to see. And the sun, it was gold, though the sky, it was gray But she knew how it frightened her, and she turned away And she wanted more than she ever could say And he said, "I want to live as an honest man And would not look at his face again. To get all I deserve and to give all I can Your highness, your ways are very strange." And to love a young woman who I don't understand But the crown, it had fallen, and she thought she would break And she stood there, ashamed of the way her heart ached She took him to the doorstep and she asked him to wait She would only be a moment inside. Out in the distance her order was heard And while the queen went on strangeling in the solitude she preferred And the soldier was killed, still waiting for her word The battle continued on |
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Woman On The Tier (I'll See You Through)
Too hot. No air. Loud fan and a big tin can. Wait here. Steer clear. They've gone to get your man. 0 AM. Through gate 3 with picture ID. This old billfold Experiences security. I hear the click. These men are hard. I'll see your face through bar and guard. You're new to me. I'm new to you. I see your fate. I'll see you You through. Ice within. And it's all cement in the government. Approved? Then move To the plywood booth where the prisoner's sent. You read in red The letters on the door and you know what they're for. You feel unreal. And the rattling chain's coming over the floor. I hear the clock. These walls are green. I see your face through tin and screen. You're new to me. I'm new to you. I see your fate. I'll see you You through. Too hot. No air. Loud fan and a big tin can. Wait here. Steer clear. They've gone to get your man.... |
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We go to the playground
In the wintertime The sun is fading fast Upon the slides into the past Upon the swings of indecision In the wintertime |
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If you were in my movie Small black bag I'd have you as the doctor And a big black coat I'd have you make a house call You could lay your To the woman Diagnostic hand Upon her belly and her throat You could be the detective If you were in my movie With a question on your lip You could sit behind the desk Examine her for motive Investigate the scene In the ever present danger Keep the holster at your hip If you were in my movie If you were in my movie If you were in my movie If you were in my movie You could be the priest Long black frock You could come to the confession White collar at the neck Keep her body in check You could save her from her passion You could give a girl a thrill If you were in my movie If you were in my movie If you were in my movie If you were in my movie Double-breasted pinstriped You could be the gangster Go running down the alley Man with the cigarette With a double-crossing blond Explaining to the jury That you hadn't done anything yet If you were in my movie...
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1. the virgin mary on a chain
has hit me in the mouth again as we explore the carnal score of sacred and profane 2. sulky boy won't drink his milk mothers breast beneath the silk remains untouched it's way too much reject all of that ilk ch; i have to say it makes me wonder if you are holding me to the same blue flame that you are under i feel you scolding me 3. your virgin mary's in the way hallucinate her face by day obscure the view in front of you it's me here made of clay 4. you're playing near that line so thin, austerity? or just give in to endless appetite, embrace that white oblivion? ch; and why so high the expectation? who could live up to this? well, there's no time now for explanation cold as an angel's kiss i have to say it makes me wonder if you were holding me to that cold blue flame that you are under when you were holding me |
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The sign said ""Headshots""
And that was all, A picture of a boy And a number you could call, Two eyes in the shade A mouth so sad and small, It's strange the way a shadow Can fall across the wall, And make the difference In what you see Ah... He's just a poster, but He's everywhere, A face under a street lamp Ripped and hanging in the air, Turn the corner And he's still there, Watching all the people Who are passing unaware, Is there a judgement In what he sees? Ah... On a day As cold And gray As today... The sign says ""Headshots"" It's all I see, A boy becomes a picture Of guilt and sympathy, And so I think of you In memory Of the days we were together, And I knew that you loved me That was the difference In what we see, But that's history... Ah... |
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I came out of the darkness A small white wooden horse I'd been holding inside Holding one thing If you could tell them this And when I'm dead What was wood became alive That what was wood became alive In the night the walls disappeared In the day they returned "I want to be a rider like my father" Were the only words I could say And when I'm dead If you could tell them this What was wood became alive That what was wood became alive Alive A moving piece of sun And I fell under Freedom Holding one thing I know I have a power I am afraid I may be killed I came out of the darkness But when I'm dead What was wood became alive If you could tell them this That what was wood became alive Alive
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Men in a war
If they've lost a limb Still feel that limb As they did before He lay on a cot He was drenched in a sweat He was mute and staring But feeling the thing He had not I know how it is When something is gone A piece of your eyesight Or maybe your vision A corner of sense Goes blank on the screen A piece of the scan Gets filled in by hand You know that it was And now it is not So you just make do with Whatever you've got Men in a war If they've lost a limb Still feel that limb As they did before If your nerve is cut If you're kept on the stretch You don't feel your will You can't find your gut And she lay on her back She made sure she was hid She was mute and staring Not feeling the thing That she did I know how it is When something is gone A piece of your eyesight Or maybe your vision |
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It's a one time thing
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Almost grown Lolita Go on home Hey girl Don't be a dog all your life Don't beg for Some little crumb of affection Don't try To be somebody's wife So young You need a word of protection Lolita Almost grown Lolita Go on home Hey girl I've been where you are standing Leaning in the doorway In your mother's black dress So hungry For the one understanding Looking for a token of Blood or tenderness Lolita Almost grown Lolita Go on home Lolita |
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I stand in a wide flat land
No shadow or shade of a doubt Whore the megaphone man Met the girl with her hand that's Covering most of her mouth Fall in love with a bright idea Fat man and dancing girl And most of the show is concealed from view And the way a world is revealed to you I don't want to hear it Monkey in the middle Keeps singing that tune Get rid of it soon MC on the stage tonight Is a man named Billy Purl And he knows the worth of beautiful girl He's The International Fun Boy Stand on the tightrope Never dreamed I would fall Monkey in the middle It's making me nervous Keeps doing that trick Get rid of it quick I stand in a wide flat land No shadow or shade of a doubt That's covering most of her mouth Where the megaphone man Met the girl with her hand Does she say it so no one can know? Does she tell the truth? Does she hide the lie? Fat man and the dancing girl And it's all part of the show Never dreamed I could fall Stand on the tightrope Keeps singing that tune Monkey in the middle I don't want to hear it Get rid of it soon Monkey in the middle Keeps doing that trick It's making me nervous Get rid of it quick |
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Black on the red and the red on the black. It's a tic of a tired mind. Come and sit down, won't you try your luck. See if you unwind. 2. Never use your threes and twos. Follow superstition. Otherwise you are going to lose. Compulsion makes you listen. Take what's wrong, and make it go right. Weave it like a prayer. Wonder if you you'll spend the night? Playing solitaire? 3. Do it again, when you find you're all done. Like an idiot savant. Shuffle up your luck. You see, you almost won. Now wrestle down what you want. 4. Jack on the Queen, and the ten on the Jack. It's a happy repetition. You and your fate in a kind of check-mate. And you are your only competition. Take what's wrong, and make it go right. Weave it like a prayer. Wonder if you you'll spend the night? Playing solitaire? |
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Now the time has come to speak
I was not able And water through a rusted pipe Could make the sense that I do Gurgle, mutter Hiss, stutter Moan the words like water Rush and foam and choke Having waited This long of a winter I fear I only Croak and sigh Somewhere deep within Hear the creak That lets the tale begin Now the time has come to move I was not able Water through a rusted pipe Could make the moves that I do Stagger, stumble Trip, fumble I fear I only Slip and slide Somewhere deep within Hear the creak That lets the tale begin Somewhere deep within Hear the creak That lets the tale begin |
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Turn your attention If I may My way One moment I won't plead It isn't much It's what I need And what's so small to you Is so large to me If it's the last thing I do You darken my sun I'll make you see If you turn from me You snap that thin thread I call my horizon And I'd like to remind you Of something small That the rock in this pocket Could cause your fall And what's so small to you If it's the last thing I do Is so large to me I'll make you see So small to you And so large to me If its the last thing I do I'll make you see But I'll hit my mark I might be out like a light Extinguished in the throw And you'll know Because I'm really well acquainted And if you didn't know me then With the span of your brow You'll know me now You'll know me now And what's so small to you I'll make you see Is so large to me If its the last thing I do So small to you And so large to me I'll make you see If it's the last thing I do Make you see Make you see |
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one thing I know
this pain will go step through all that's left to feel I wait to meet my love made real don't move don't touch don't talk so much strip and find the place to kneel I wait to meet my love made real one thing I know this day will go don't touch don't talk crawl the wall she's the ticket to the future don't listen down the hall you can say your prayer to the head of this bed when it begins at your knees and goes right to your head birth-day strap me down from wrist to heel I wait to meet my love made real one thing I know this day will go shake all over like an old sick dog there's a needle here needle there tremble in the fog it's a tight squeeze vice grip ice and fire she's a hot little treasure and the wave goes higher birth-day birth-day |
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When heroes go down
They go down fast So don't expect any time to Equivocate the past When heroes go down They land in flame Settling of blame So don't expect any slow and careful I heard you say You look out for the feet of clay Without the chance That someone will be falling next For last respects You feel the disappointment When heroes go down Man or woman revealed On the battlefield You can't expect any kind of mercy I heard you say You look out for the feet of clay Without the chance for last respects That someone will be falling next You feel the disappointment When heroes go down Man or woman revealed Do you show any kind of mercy On the battlefield? When heroes go down When heroes go downWhen heroes go down |
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Today I am
A small blue thing Like a marble Or an eye With my knees against my mouth I am perfectly round I am watching you I am cold against your skin You are perfectly reflected I am lost inside your pocket I am lost against Your fingers I am falling down the stairs I am skipping on the sidewalk I am thrown against the sky I am raining down in pieces I am scattering like light Scattering like light Scattering like light Today I am A small blue thing Made of china Made of glass I am cool and smooth and curious I never blink I am turning in your hand Turning in your hand Small blue thing |
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I would swallow you whole I would leave only bones and teeth We could see what was underneath And you would be free then Once I thought only tears could make us free Like sand against the stone Salt wearing down to the bone Against the shoreline I am friend to the undertow And now I have you From the edge of a knife I take you in, I don't let go I wanted to learn all the secrets From the point of a needle From a diamond From a bullet in flight I would be free then I am friend to the undertow And now I have you I take you in, I don't let go To be that sleek I wanted to see how it would feel Made me weak And instead I find this hunger's I would swallow you whole I believe right now if I could I would leave only bones and teeth We could see what was underneath I am friend to the undertow And you would be free then I take you in, I don't let go I take you in, I don't let go I am friend to the undertow And now I have you And now I have you |
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if I were a weapon you said I'd be a gun lethal at close range i guess with silencer and stun but I feel more like a needle always pulling on the thread always making the same point again and wondering if you heard what I just said if you were a weapon a hammer's what you'd be blunt and heavy at the end and coming down on me but i've concealed a weapon in a pocket knife attack all folded up inside until you see the shine and then you'll want it back oooh if I were a weapon you said i'd be a gun lethal at close range I guess w silencer and stun well, if I am that weapon I am pointing now at you so just put down the hostage and we'll talk it down until we see this through |
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and that I had no place to go I came to you to see if you would take me in through golden curtains you told me you'd let me know. well, you drink for ten and you smoke for twenty and your fickle heart will never be true but still i feel the wind in from the harbor thats when i know the longing for you when i know the old longing for you. i saw you in my mind's eye you were laid out on your final day i stood in line to see that handsome face once more it had been so dear to me, and i kissed you as you lay you were so dear, i kissed you as you lay. now, whenever i do travel if to portugal, england, or spain as i do walk by the shipyards and the harbors i smell the salt, and the bay rum of your ghost again i know the salt, and the bay rum, you beside me again. |
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Against the flame I see
The outline of a man against a night Take back your sympathy I do not need to drink that bitter stuff I'd rather break the thread That bound us close, and say we called a bluff A casual match In a very dry field What could be The season's yield? My eyes have gone to coal It's nothing I would be concerned about Observe the moment When the heat of love becomes the chill of doubt A casual match In a very dry field Fire and ash Is the season's yield We look for a sign But it is not revealed Fire and ash is the Season's yield |
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You make a really good girl
As girls go Still kind of look like a guy I never thought to wonder why If I could pull this off The real situation Would I know for certain Behind the curtain So beautiful damsel in distress Not exactly natural Stunning none the less What happened to you? To make you more girl than girls are Would you ever show or tell Cause you're so good so far As girls go You make a really good girl As girls go As girls go As girls go As girls go The dark side of the life Let's chronicle Did you ever keep the date With the steel side of the knife Which side of the line Doesn't matter to me At any given time You happen to be You make a really good girl As girls go As girls go As girls go As girls goAs girls go |
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Yes I really really would But the din in my head It's too much and it's no good I'm standing in a windy tunnel Shouting through the roar And I'd like to give the information You're asking for But blood makes noise It's a ringing in my ear Blood makes noise And I can't really hear you In the thickening of fear I think that you might want to know The details and the facts But there's something in my blood Denies the memory of the acts So just forget it Doc I think it's really Cool that you're concerned But we'll have to try again After the silence has returned Cause blood makes noise It's a ringing in my ear Blood makes noise And I can't really hear you In the thickening of fear Blood makes noise |
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On Sunday No traffic On the avenue The light is pale and thin Like you No sound, down In this part of town Except for the boy in the belfry He's crazy, he's throwing himself Down from the top of the tower Like a hunchback in heaven He's ringing the bells in the church For the last half an hour He sounds like he's missing something Or someone that he knows he can't Have now and if he isn't I certainly am Homesick for a clock That told the same time sometimes you made no sense to me if you lie on the ground in somebody's arms you'll probably swallow some of their history And the boy in the belfry He's crazy, he's throwing himself Down from the top of the tower Like a hunchback in heaven He's ringing the bells in the church For the last half an hour He sounds like he's missing something Or someone that he knows he can't Have now and if he isn't I certainly am I'll be the girl who sings for my supper You'll be the monk whose forehead is high He'll be the man who's already working Spreading a memory all through the sky In Liverpool On Sunday No reason to even remember you now Except for the boy in the belfry He's crazy, he's throwing himself Down from the top of the tower Like a hunchback in heaven He's ringing the bells in the church For the last half an hour He sounds like he's missing something Or someone that he knows he can't Have now and if he isn't I certainly am In Liverpool In Liverpool |
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제 이름은 루카예요 I live on the second floor 2층에 살지요 I live upstairs from you 당신 집 바로 위층이요 Yes I think you've seen me before 그래요, 전에 한번 본 적 있어요 If you hear something late at night 밤 늦게 말썽이 생긴것 같거나 Some kind of trouble. some kind of fight 누군가 싸우는 소리가 들려도 Just don't ask me what it was 무슨 일이 있었는지는 묻지 말아주세요 Just don't ask me what it was 별 일 아니니까 Just don't ask me what it was 아무것도 묻지 말아주세요 I think it's because I'm clumsy 제가 잘못한 일이거든요 I try not to talk too loud 조용히 말해야 하는데 Maybe it's because I'm crazy 아마 제가 좀 어리석었나봐요 I try not to act too proud 주눅든 표정을 지어야 하는데 They only hit until you cry 아래층에서 소리지르면 더이상 안때려요 And after that you don't ask why 무슨 일이었는진 묻지 마세요 You just don't argue anymore 더이상 설득하려고 하지마세요 You just don't argue anymore 제가 잘못한 거니까 You just don't argue anymore 아무것도 못들은척 해주세요 Yes I think I'm okay 네, 전 괜찮아요 I walked into the door again 다시 들어가봐야 해요 Well, if you ask that's what I'll say 만약 다음에 또 물어오시면 And it's not your business anyway 당신이 참견할일이 아니라고 말할 거예요 I guess I'd like to be alone 이제 혼자 있고 싶어요 With nothing broken, nothing thrown 부러지지도 않았고 삔곳도 없어요 Just don't ask me how I am ... 더이상 괜찮은지는 묻지 마세요 |
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All this to say, what's it to you? Observe the blood, the rose tattoo of the fingerprints on me from you Other evidence has shown that you and I are still alone We skirt around the danger zone and don't talk about it later Marlene watches from the wall her mocking smile says it all as she records the rise and fall of every soldier passing But the only soldier now is me I'm fighting things I cannot see I think it's called my destiny that I am changing Marlene on the wall I walk to your house in the afternoon by the butcher shop with the sawdust strewn "Don't give away the goods too soon" Is what she might have told me And I tried so hard to resist when you held me in your handsome fist and reminded me of the night we kissed and of why I should be leaving Marlene watches from the wall her mocking smile says it all as she records the rise and fall of every man who's been here But the only one here now is me I'm fighting things I cannot see I think it's called my destiny that I am changing Marlene on the wall |
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No Cheap Thrill (Music & Lyrics by Suzanne Vega)
Ante up. And don’t be shy. Who is that man who is catching my eye? What’s unde eath all of the deadpan face? Sitting so pretty with a criminal grace? Lamebrain Pete wants to Spit in the Sea. He’s got a cool hand but it isn’t for me. Butcher Boy thinks he’ll be splitting the pot. But I’ve seen what he’s got and it isn’t a lot. (When deuces are wild you can follow the queen. I’d go too except I know where she’s been.) I’ll see you, I’ll call you, I’ll raise you But it’s no cheap thrill It will cost you, cost you, cost you Anything you have to pay. I limit the straddles, and you shuffle and deal. When will the dealer reveal how he feels? Is the lucky beginner just a five-card stud? Is this winning streak going to be nipped in the bud? I’ll see you, I’ll call you, I’ll raise you But it’s no cheap thrill It will cost you, cost you, cost you Anything you have to pay. I’ll match you, I’ll bet you, I’ll play you, But it’s no cheap thrill It will cost you, cost you, cost you Anything you have to pay........ |
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Tom's Diner I am sitting in the morning At the diner on the corner I am waiting at the counter For the man to pour the coffee (아침에 길모퉁이에 있는 식당에 앉아 있어 식당 주인이 커피를 따라 주기를 기다리며 카운터에 있었지.) And he fills it only halfway And before I even argue He is looking out the window At somebody coming in (그가 커피를 반 잔밖에 따르지 않아서 따지려고 했지만^^* 그는 누군가가 들어 오는 것을 보고 그 쪽을 바라봤어.) Dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee Dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee Dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee Dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee "It is always nice to see you" Says the man behind the counter To the woman who has come in She is shaking her umbrella ("당신만 보면 기분이 좋아요" 방금 들어온 그 여인에게 카운터에서 그가 말했지. 그녀는 우산을 털고 있었어.) And I look the other way As they are kissing their hellos I'm pretending not to see them Instead, I pour the milk (그들이 서로에게 가벼운 키스로 인사를 나누고 있을 때 난 다른 쪽을 보고 있었어. 그 대신 우유를 부으면서 그들을 안 보고 있는 척 했어.) Dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee Dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee Dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee Dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee I open up the paper There's a story of an actor Who had died while he was drinking It was no one I had heard of (신문을 폈어.술 먹다가 죽은 배우에 관한 기사가 있었지. 한 번도 못 들어본 배우였어.) And I'm turning to the horoscope And looking for the funnies When I'm feeling someone watching me And so I raise my head (오늘의 운세를 보고 나서 재미있는 게 있을까 해서 뒤적거렸어. 그 때 누군가 날 보고 있는 것 같아 고개를 들었어.) Dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee Dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee Dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee Dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee Dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee Dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee Dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee Dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee There's a woman on the outside Looking inside, does she see me? No she does not really see me 'Cause she sees her own reflection (밖에서 어떤 여인이 안을 들여다 보고 있었어. 날 보고 있는 걸까? 아냐, 실제로는 날 보는 게 아니었어. 창에 비친 그녀의 모습을 보는 거였지.) And I'm trying not to notice That she's hitching up her skirt And while she's straightening her stockings Her hair is getting wet (그녀가 치마를 치켜 올리는 걸 안 보는 척 했지. 그녀가 스타킹을 반듯이 하는동안 그녀의 머리는 젖고 있었어.) Dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee Dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee Dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee Dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee Oh, this rain, it will continue Through the morning as I'm listening To the bells of the cathedral I am thinking of your voice (성당의 종소리가 들리는 이 오전 내내 비가 계속 될거야. ) And of the midnight picnic Once upon a time before the rain began I finish up my coffee It's time to catch the train (난 당신 목소리를 떠올려. 그리고, 비가 내리기 전에 했었던 그 예전 한 때의 야간 피크닉을 생각해. 커피를 다 마셨어. 이제 기차를 탈 시간이군...) |
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When heroes go down
They go down fast So don't expect any time to Equivocate the past When heroes go down They land in flame Settling of blame So don't expect any slow and careful I heard you say You look out for the feet of clay Without the chance That someone will be falling next For last respects You feel the disappointment When heroes go down Man or woman revealed On the battlefield You can't expect any kind of mercy I heard you say You look out for the feet of clay Without the chance for last respects That someone will be falling next You feel the disappointment When heroes go down Man or woman revealed Do you show any kind of mercy On the battlefield? When heroes go down When heroes go downWhen heroes go down |
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Oh Mum the dreams are not so bad
It's just that there's so much to do And I'm tired of sleepin Oh Mum the old man is telling me something His eyes are wide and his mouth is thin and I just can't hear what he's saying Oh Mum I wonder when I'll be wakened It's just that there's so much to do And I'm tired of sleeping Oh Mum I wonder when I'll be wakened It's just that there's so much to do And I'm tired of sleeping Oh Mum the kids are playing in pennies They're up to their knees in money And the dirt of the churchyard steps Oh Mum that man he ripped out his lining Tore out a piece of his body To show us his clean courted heart Oh Mum I wonder when I'll be wakened It's just that there's so much to do And I'm tired of sleeping Oh Mum I wonder when I'll be wakened It's just that there's so much to do And I'm tired of sleeping Oh Mum the bird on the string is hanging Bones are twisting and dancing She's fighting for her small life Oh Mum I wonder when I'll be wakened It's just that there's so much to do And I'm tired of sleeping Oh Mum I wonder when I'll be wakened It's just that there's so much to do And I'm tired of sleeping Oh Mum I wonder when I'll be wakened It's just that there's so much to do And I'm tired of sleeping |
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Last year's troubles are so old fashioned
the robber on the highway the pirate on the seas maybe it's the clothing that's so entertaining the earrings and swashbuckling blouses that please here we have heroes of times that have passed now but nobody these days has that kind of chin over there the petticoats of ladies of virtue you can hardly tell them from the petticoats of sin last year's troubles look at all the waifs of Dickensian England why is it their suffering is more picturesque? must be cause their rags are so very Victorian the ones here at home just don't give it their best last years troubles they shine up so pretty they gleam with a luster they don't have today here it's just dirty and violent and troubling etc. last year's troubles but trouble is still trouble and evil still evil sometimes we wonder; is there more now, or less? if we had a tool or could tally the handfuls measure for measure it's the same would be my guess |
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