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| 5:51 | 
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The story goes, the truth is no one knows
A stranger came, a man who lost his name At night he tells me his tale, prison, women, wail The took him in, he let them win Over and over He said if you don't have good words to say Don't wake me up until the Judgment Day 'Cause if nothing is the way it seems Then this life is just a haunted dream And all this love is just falling down through the years And oh, I'd rather sleep Wake me up on Judgment Day Let me hear golden trumpets play Give me life where nothing fails Not a dream in a wishing well A man in tattered clothes, crying all he knows The darkness grows, that's how it goes Over and over He said I think of the beauty I've had And all it does is make me feel so bad First they make you think you're riding high Then they toss you off in the sky And all this life is just falling down through the years And oh, I'd rather sleep Wake me up on Judgment Day Let me hear golden trumpets play Give me life where nothing fails Not a dream in a wishing well Say a prayer for the stranger Listen to the stranger Wake me up on Judgment Day Let me hear golden trumpets play Give me life where nothing fails Not a dream in a wishing well |
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| 2. |
| 5:12 |
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Stand up in a clear blue morning
Until you see what can be Alone in a cold day dawning Are you still free can you be When some cold tomorrow finds you When some sad old dream reminds you How the endless road unwinds you While you see a chance take it Find romance fake it Because it's all on you Don't you know by now No one gives you anything Don't you wonder how you keep on moving One more day your way go your way When there's no one left to leave you Even you don't quite believe you That's when nothing can deceive you ( ) ( ) And that old grey wind is blowing And there's nothing left worth knowing And it's time you should be going ( ) While you see a chance take it Find romance While you see a chance take it Find romance |
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| 3. |
| 6:55 |
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When a western man loses his best friend many days are spent in years
And without belief he knows his empty grief is a name for his own fears Oh, the eyes are still. Oh, but even sleeping My dearest friend till we meet again and ever, we'll be blowing Maybe weep awhile for those below; until then I'll keep on going But oh, the heart, the hurt keeps on keepin' on, on and on Let them alone for those down there speak our sorrow While we can't share the joke together, yeah, we keep on going My dearest friend till we meet again The dead are weeping for the dead |
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| 5:00 |
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Help me angel
Plant my feet a little higher Help me angel I've been too close to the fire Help me angel Make my dream a little brighter Help me angel Help me turn on all the lights You've seen all the sights You've lived through all the nights You've got something I have to know 'Cause I've still got far to go Help me angel 'Cause it's so dark everywhere Help me angel Find the magic in the air - 간 주 중 - You've got what I have to find In the sunshine in your mind Help me angel Plant my feet a little higher Help me angel I've been too close to the fire Help me angel Make my dream a little brighter Help me angel Help me turn on all the lights Help me angel I've been too close to the fire Help me angel Help me turn on all the lights |
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| 5. |
| 5:21 |
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I can't believe she's going
I said please show me What selfish seeds I plant along the way Black harvest today The empty bed she left me, cold on one side Can't believe, only me Shadows in purple thrill me I cry myself awake each night I can't believe that it's true Here I am, where are you Can I cope with today My love is leavin' me Still I'm hoping she'll stay My love is leavin' me But I'll control my feelings I find And I'll find hope singing The way is so ^Long But I'm going to be strong Oh, what a turn around Soon, someday I'll be bound And I'll cope with today My love is leavin' me Still I'm hoping she'll stay My love is leavin' me - 간 주 중 - Can't believe, only me Shadows in purple thrill me I cr^Yy myself awake each night I can't believe that it's true Here I am, where are you my love Breathing your perfume chills me Dreams never lie Is it true, asking you My love is leavin' me Still I'm hoping she'll stay My love is leavin' me |
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| 6. |
| 4:07 |
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So wild standing there
With her hands in her hair I can't help remember Just where she touched me There's still no face Here in her place So cool she was like jazz On a summer's day Music high and sweet Then she just blew away Now she can't be that warm With the wind in her arms Valerie call on me Call on me Valerie come and see me I'm the same boy I used to be Love songs fill the night But they don't tell it all Not how lovers cry out Just like they're dying Her cries hang there in time somewhere [Repeat: x3] Someday some good wind May blow her back to me Some night I may hear her Like she used to be No it can't be that warm With the wind in her arms |
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| 5:29 |
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She bathes me in sweetness I cannot reveal
For sharing dreams I need my woman This humble expression meagerly dressed My eyes so mean it has no meaning But jealous night and all her secret chords I must be deaf on the telephone I need my love to translate I play the piano no more running honey This time to the sky I'll sing if clouds don't hear me To the sun I'll cry and even if I'm blinded I'll try moon gazer because with you I'm stronger Arc of a diver effortlessly, my mind in sky and when I wake up Daytime and nighttime I feel you near Warm water breathing she helps me here This time to the sky I'll sing if clouds don't hear me To the sun I'll cry and even if I'm blinded I'll try moon gazer because with you I'm stronger Lean streaky music spawned on the streets I hear it but with you I had to go 'Cause my rock 'n' roll is putting on weight and the beat it goes on Arc of a diver effortlessly, my mind in sky and when I wake up Daytime and ni |
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| 8. |
| 5:49 |
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Higher Love
by Steve Winwood album: Back in the High Life (1986), Chronicles (1987) Think about it, there must be higher love Down in the heart or hidden in the stars above Without it, life is a wasted time Look inside your heart, I'll look inside mine Things look so bad everywhere In this whole world, what is fair? We walk blind and we try to see Falling behind in what could be Bring me a higher love Bring me a higher love Bring me a higher love Where's that higher love I keep thinking of? Worlds are turning and we're just hanging on Facing our fear and standing out there alone A yearning, and it's real to me There must be someone who's feeling for me Things look so bad everywhere In this whole world, what is fair? We walk blind and we try to see Falling behind in what could be Bring me a higher love Bring me a higher love Bring me a higher love Where's that higher love I keep thinking of? Bring me a higher love Bring me a higher love Bring be a higher love I could rise above on a higher love I will wait for it I'm not too late for it Until then, I'll sing my song To cheer the night along Bring it...Oh bring it... I could light the night up with my soul on fire I could make the sun shine from pure desire Let me feel that love come over me Let me feel how strong it could be Bring me a higher love Bring me a higher love Bring me a higher love Where's that higher love I keep thinking of? |
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| 9. |
| 5:59 |
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I can feel the heat, no one has to tell me
It's so good, once it starts I'll never let go I can feel the beat like a Spanish dancer Under my feet, making the world go 'round, I can't come down You can't hold me when I get to feeling this way It's all over, I'm inside that music that's playing It takes me out across the wall It makes my life a carnival I go out on the street and take my chances Don't even have to ask, I know the answers |
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| 10. |
| 5:39 |
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High above the heat of a summer New York street
An out-of-work musician plays a solo saxophone He's a preacher and a teacher And he stands up all alone Stranded in the dark of a vision in the park A poet in his madness tries to find another line And he's losing and he's using And he says he's doing fine And they look from such a height That somehow it's all right They're talking back to the night It's all that they can do Talking back to the night It's how they make it through If you listen you can hear them Their voices draw you near them They're talking back to the night for you Something seems to take every dime the man can make His dream is getting smaller and he wonders where to turn And he's trying hard to make it And he's trying not to burn Woman never minds, pulls the shade and draws the blinds She takes him in the darkness where the loneliest can feed She gives him all she has to And it's no more than he needs |
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