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Who took your hand
When I had nothing to say? Who brushed your tears away? Who heard your cries? When I had no time to spare? Who came on wings that day? Look, if I want you now It's 'cause I only want what I can't have And if I want you now It's 'cause I only want what I can't have, Darling... Turn down your street And try to moonage daydream, Turn up your soundtrack high; Turn back weird years And fly to champagne rain days, Turn down your bed and sigh 'Cause if I want you now It's 'cause I only want what I can't have And if I want you now It's 'cause I only want what I can't have, Darling... Who's built his world Around your green eyed laugh lines? Who wakes each day to find Love's filled his heart With light like no known past times And mixed his need with mine? Look, if I want you now It's 'cause I only want what I can't have And if I want you now It's 'cause I only want what I can't have And if I want you now It's 'cause I only want what I can't have And if I want you now It's 'cause I only want what I can't have, Darling... |
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| 2. |
| 3:30 |
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The fortune teller's eyes,
They would not look at me, She said these cards don't lie An' I said so what d' you see? She told me what I did, Her voice was cold an' odd, She said go hug your kids An' check your faith in God Because your time ain't long, She said your time ain't long, You ain't done no one wrong, You've got a fine, safe home, But, boy, your time ain't long. I walked out homeward bound An' I drove them crosstown blocks An' I felt the sun fade down An' I passed a stonefaced clock An' I thought my time ain't long, I thought my time ain't long, My drug an' booze day's gone, I rise an' shine at dawn, How come my time ain't long? My wife just laughed at me An' kept on ironing clothes, What will an' will not be, She said there's no one knows, But if she's got ESP, Well, how come she lives down there? It just sounds like bull to me, She ain't no millionaire. Who says your time ain't long? Who says your time ain't long? You keep your seatbelt on, You feel your heart beat strong, Who says your time ain't long? Who says your time ain't long? Who says your time ain't long? Your drug an' booze day's gone, You rise an' shine at dawn, Who says your time ain't long? You ain't done no one wrong, You've got a fine, safe home, Who says your time ain't long? |
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Moon shines on the end of my street;
Moon shines where the demonoids meet. Moon shines on the battlefront town; Moon shines where the buildings burnt down. I can't cry and I don't look back, I can't cry and I don't look back, Back... Moon shines on the reservoir tide; Moon shines on the silver lake side. Moon shines on the telescope dome; Moon shines on the billionaire's home. I can't cry and I don't look back, I can't cry and I don't look back, Back... Moon shines on the swingin' white gate; Moon shines while the limousine waits. Moon shines on the rockin' horse head; Moon shines on the sheets of my bed. I can't cry and I don't look back, I can't cry and I don't look back, Back... I'm just standin' on shaky ground, Ever since you put me down, Standin' on shaky ground, Ever since you put me down, Standin' on shaky ground, Ever since you put me down, Standin' on shaky ground, Ever since you put me down. |
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| 3:09 |
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Dear Lord, hear Lord,
Please, if you will, my plea, Send me someone else, Send me someone else. I can't eat, I can't sleep, I don't even brush my teeth, Down here by myself, Down here by myself. Though my paths may wind through walls of grapevine, Though the trees hang ripe with fruit to eat, Though the berry buds may bloom and taste fine, I can't help but look for fruit more sweet. The one thing that I'd bring To this scene so free Is somethin' much like me, Is somethin' much like me Except with soft lips An' tender breasts an' hips An' pretty eyes to see An' pretty eyes to see. Though these last few nights were white with moonlight, Though your brooks and streams are clean and clear, Though your morning sun's a fine and bright sight, I can't help but look for more down here. So dear Lord, hear Lord, Make me someone new, If you'd be so kind, If you'd be so kind. My bed's cold, the game's old, I'm awf'ly bored and blue. If you would not mind, If you would not mind. |
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| 3:39 |
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So you're down,
So it's hard, Don't stop, Don't stop now. Stop an' you're negating Ev'rything that you've been waiting for so long; Stop an' you're denying Ev'rything that you've been trying for so long. So you're down, So it's hard, Don't stop, Don't stop now. What you gonna do when You're not in there tryin' t' do what you can do? I know you can do it If you'll only just stick to it's up to you. There comes a time when things look so uncertain, Seems like fate just won't allow Reason's rhyme, but you set sail for something And I'm on that dream boat now. So you're down, So it's hard, Don't stop, Don't stop now. Don't say you don't care about The whereabouts of why it's not insane; Don't say it don't matter, Got to climb that broken ladder in the rain. In your eyes I look to find the person That I've always found before, If she's gone, I just can't say for certain I belong here anymore. So you're down, So it's hard, Don't stop, Don't stop now. World don't owe you nothing An' the world don't show you nothing but the door, But when you surrender All your hopes an' dreams will end there, that's for sure. So you're down, So it's hard, Don't stop, Don't stop. |
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| 3:37 |
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A perfect stranger might could make you smile,
Might could take your mind off your despair for half a while, But time moves quickly, strangers look like friends, Friends might fall in love and perfect strangers might pretend And so it happens, Take a look around, Some will rake the coals And some will burn a wedding gown. The sad romantics fail to grasp the world, Fail to recognize there ain't no perfect boy or girl And so keep fumbling, feelin' incomplete, Makin' love and breakin' hearts and searchin' on the street And so it happens, Take a look around, Some will rake the coals And some will burn a wedding gown. And look at me (or maybe don't, now) Hey, yeah, look at me (or maybe don't, now) Look at me (or maybe don't, now) Hey, yeah, look at me (or maybe don't, now) And Charlie Chaplin had to realize Eighteen year old Oona made a golden final prize, And Warren Beatty must have gotten scared When Madonna made him fin'ly see he'd lost some hair And so it happens, Take a look around, Some will rake the coals And some will burn a wedding gown, Some will rake the coals And some will burn a wedding gown. |
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| 3:09 |
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I know what I know,
I see what I see And whatever will be and not be Is not up to me; I struggle and strain Again and again While the power that makes and breaks things Works effortlessly. I know what I know. I scheme and I try, I grab at the sky, But my urge for that whole control thing Will never fulfill; I dream and I plan, I do what I can, But whatever gets done and not done Is strictly God's will. I know what I know. I know what I know. I know what I know. I know what I know. I know what I know. I know what I know, Though I can't speak for you, I know what I know Yeah, from my point of view... The man in the moon Would sing a new tune, But he can't rearrange or change things And nobody can Alone on their own; I see what I'm shown And the power to mold and hold things Is out of my hands. I know what I know. I know what I know. I know what I know. I know what I know. I know what I know. |
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| 3:15 |
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[B] Good Planets are hard to find now
Temp'rate zones and tropic climes [E] True currents in thriving seas [B] Winds blowin' through breathing trees [F#] Strong ozone and [G#min] safe sunshine [E] Good Planets are [A] hard to find [B] Good Planets are in demand Clean beaches and sparkling sand Land masses with room to spare Jet streams and perfect air High forests and low wetlands Good Planets are in demand And the mind don't [E] know If the heart can't [B] see Let the blind man [E] go To his destin-[F#]-y Good planets are rare indeed Rain fallin’ on crops and seeds Big rivers and good topspoil Fuel sources from cane to oil Green gardens of all we need Good planets are rare indeed (GUITAR) And the mind don't know If the heart can't see Let the blind man go To his destiny Good planets are scarce and few Earthworms and caribou Strong food chains and tasty meals Textiles and plants that heal Iron mountains and skies of blue Good planets are scarce and few (GUITAR) (NOTE: Steve uses a capo at the Second Fret and plays A, D, A, E, F#M, D, G and A chords for the verse and D, A, D, E for the Chorus/Bridge part) corrections mail to Jim Tillman |
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| 4:28 |
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What a big new world
Is it all this tall? Shelves in the den And the fan blades that spin Seem far away; On my hands and knees I can crawl the hall, Wide open door To the warm carpet floor Says, "Please come through." When I'm alone and in my room And lights are low, I want some more of all those things That make time go; I like the strange and changing Daytime sights and sounds And I like that ev'ning fun When everyone's around. In the pots and pans I enjoy myself; Food I'll consume If I hold my own spoon In my own way. When I'm alone and in my room And lights are low, I want some more of all those things That make time go; I like the strange and changing Daytime sights and sounds And I like that ev'ning fun When everyone's around. Let me laugh with you, Toss me high and smile; Sleep what a bore, What's the point? What's it for? And why so soon? When I'm alone and in my room And lights are low, I want some more of all those things That make time go; I like the strange and changing Daytime sights and sounds And I like that ev'ning fun When everyone's around. Oh la, la, la, etc. What a big new world. |
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| 2:30 |
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Open house now for your fading heart,
Tell your ghost it's time to hide; Strangers won't know when to stop and start Once they've fin'ly got inside. Spir'ling staircase toward your dusty mind, With crates and boxes and bags and trunks; No one cares what tender dreams they'll find, All they'll see up there is junk With silver dollars from a ragdoll's ear And merc'ry dimes for buttons, too, And flutes and whistles only kids can hear And peacock feathers green and blue. Deep depression in a walnut grain, Afternoons on rainy days; Once it stacked up well in both your brains, And now it's all some purple haze With vandals picking locks and breaking doors And smashing keepsakes all around; Souvenirs of love and foreign shores And scrapbook pages all unbound. It's open house now for your fading heart, Tell your ghost it's time to hide; Strangers won't know when to stop and start Once they've fin'ly got inside. |
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| 4:29 |
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The signal lights jerk in the wind
And snow blows off the road like sand, The driver squints and sets his chin, He's got to hold the upper hand, Saginaw by midnight, that's the plan And then the snow blows harder still On covered roads and slip'ry hills, This trip will surely test his will... Dream, dream Of a Sunday, Dream, dream, Safe in bed, Dream, dream, With the sheets high round your head, Home instead, Dream, dream, Dream, dream... She don't sell drugs or ev'ning news, She's got those rosebuds in her hand, She took those Goodwill, bulky shoes Because she's got so long to stand Down there where the offramp meets with Grand And when the dark cuts off the day, She'll drag that box and walk away, Back to that place they let her stay... Dream, dream Of a Sunday, Dream, dream, Safe in bed, Dream, dream, With the sheets high round your head, Home instead, Dream, dream... Someday soon the breaks won't bring you down; One day soon you'll wake up safe and sound. So now Hadzici's been returned And Tuesday night Ilidza will, So many houses here've been burned, Their ol' town hall stands smold'ring still, Muslim cheers and car horns split the chill And though he's far from home tonight, And though it's not his fight to fight, The cause for peace must mean it's right... Dream, dream Of a Sunday, Dream, dream, Safe in bed, Dream, dream, With the sheets high round your head, Home instead, Dream, dream, Dream, dream, Dream, dream, Dream, dream... |
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