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| 1. |
| 5:31 | 
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Please Welcome, ah my favourite band The Counting Crows Hey Were gonna start off with just David on Step out the front door like a ghost Into the fog where no one notices The contrast of white on white And in between the moon and you Angels get a better view Of the crumbling difference between wrong and right I walk in the air between the rain, Through myself and back again Where? I don't know Maria says she's dying Through the door, I hear her crying Why? I don't know Round here we always stand up straight Round here something radiates Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand She said she'd like to meet a boy who looks like Elvis She walks along the edge of where the ocean meets the land Just like she's walking on a wire in the circus She parks her car outside of my house and Takes all her clothes off, Says she's close to understanding Jesus She knows she's more than just a little you know - misunderstood She has trouble acting normal, well I have trouble acting normal but Round here we're carving out our names Round here we all look the same Round here we talk just like lions But we sacrifice just like lambs Round here - look - she's slipping though my hands Oh, Sleeping children better run like the wind Out of this lightning dream I said Mama's little baby better get herself in Out of the lightning She says, |
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| 2. |
| 3:39 |
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Start tearing the old man down Run past the heather and down to the old road Start turning the grain into the ground Roll a new leaf over In the middle of the night there's an old man Treading around in the gathered rain Hey mister if you want to walk on water Would you drop a line my way Omaha Somewhere in middle america Get right to the heart of matters It's the heart that matters more I think you'd better turn your ticket in And leave your money right at the door Start threading the needle Brush past the shuttle that slides through the cold room Start turning the wool across the wire Roll the new life over In the middle of the night there's an old man Threading his toes through a bucket of rain Hey mister if you want to walk on water You're only going to walk all over me Start running the banner down Drop past the color come up through the summer rain Start turning the girl into the ground Roll a new life over In the middle of the night there's a young man Rolling around in the earth and rain Hey mister if you're going to walk on water, you know You're only going to walk all over me |
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| 3. |
| 4:33 |
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I was down at the New Amsterdam staring at this yellow-haired girl Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation with this black- haired flamenco dancer She dances while his father plays guitar She's suddenly beautiful We all want something beautiful I wish I was beautiful So come dance this silence down through the morning Cut up, Maria! Show me some of them Spanish dances Pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones Believe in me Help me believe in anything I want to be someone who believes Mr. Jones and me tell each other fairy tales Stare at the beautiful women "She's looking at you. Ah, no, no, she's looking at me." Smiling in the bright lights Coming through in stereo When everybody loves you, you can never be lonely I will paint my picture Paint myself in blue and red and black and gray All of the beautiful colors are very very meaningful Gray is my favorite color I felt so symbolic yesterday If I knew Picasso I would buy myself a gray guitar and play Mr. Jones and me look into the future Stare at the beautiful women "She's looking at you. I don't think so. She's looking at me." Standing in the spotlight I bought myself a gray guitar When everybody loves me, I will never be lonely I want to be a lion Everybody wants to pass as cats We all want to be big big stars, but we got different reasons for that Believe in me because I don't believe in anything and I want to be someone to believe Mr. Jones and me stumbling through the barrio Yeah we stare at the beautiful women "She's perfect for you, Man, there's got to be somebody for me." I want to be Bob Dylan Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little more funky When everybody loves you, son, that's just about as funky as you can be Mr. Jones and me staring at the video when I look at the television, I want to see me staring right back at me We all want to be big stars, but we don't know why and we don't know how But when everybody loves me, I'm going to be just about as happy as I can be Mr. Jones and me, we're gonna be big stars... |
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| 4. |
| 5:01 |
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Just down the street from your hotel, baby I stay at home with my disease And ain't this position familiar, darling Well, all monkeys do what they see Help me stay awake, i'm falling... Down on virginia and la loma Where i got friends who'll care for me You got an attitude of everything i ever wanted I got an attitude of need Help me stay awake, i'm falling... Asleep in perfect blue buildings Beside the green apple sea Gonna get me a little oblivion, baby Try to keep myself away from me (myself and) me It's 4:30 a.m. on a tuesday It doesn't get much worse than this In beds in little rooms in buildings in the middle Of these lives which are completely meaningless Help me stay awake, i'm falling... ( ) I got bones beneath my skin, and mister... There's a skeleton in every man's house Beneath the dust and love and sweat that hangs on everybody There's a dead man trying to get out Please help me stay awake, i'm falling... ( ) |
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| 5. |
| 4:31 |
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My friend assures me "it's all or nothing" I am not worried- i am not overly concerned My friend implores me " for one time only, Make an exception." i am not not worried Wrap her up in a package of lies Send her off to a coconut island I am not worried - i am not overly concerned With the status of my emotions "oh", she says, "were changing." But were always changing It does not bother me to say this isn't love Because if you don't want to talk about it then it isn't love And i guess i'm going to have to live that But, i'm sure there's something in a shade of gray Or something in between And i can always change my name if that's what you mean My friend assures me "it's all or nothing' But i am not really worried I am not overly concerned You try to tell your self the things you try tell your self to make Yourself forget To make your self forget I am not worried "if it's love" she said, "then were gonna have to think about the Consequences" She can't stop shaking and i can t stop touching her and..... This time when kindness falls like rain It washes her away and anna begins to change her mind "these seconds when i'm shaking leave me shuddering For days" she says. And i'm not ready for this sort of thing But i'm not gonna break And i'm not going to worry about it anymore I'm not gonna bend. and i'm not gonna break and I'm not gonna worry about it anymore It seems like i should say "as long as this is love..." But it's not all that easy so maybe i should just Snap her up in a butterfly net- Pin her down on a photograph album I am not worried I've done this sort of thing before But then i start to think about the consequences Because i don't get no sleep in a quiet room and... The time when kindness falls like rain It washes me away and anna begins change my mind And every time she sneezes i believe it's love And oh lord.... i'm not ready for this sort of thing She s talking in her sleep-it s keeping me awake And anna begins to toss and turn And every word is nonsense but i understand it and Oh lord. i m not ready for this sort of thing Her kindness bangs a gong It's moving me along and anna begins to fade away It s chasing me away. she dissappears, and oh lord i'm not ready for this sort of thing |
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| 6. |
| 5:15 |
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I wanted so badly somebody other than me Staring back at me. But you were gone, gone, gone. I wanted to see you walking backwards To get the sensation of you coming home. I wanted to see you walking away from me Without the sensation of you leaving me alone.: Time and time again. Time and time again. Time and time again. I can't please myself. I wanted the ocean to cover over me. I wanna sink slowly without getting wet. Maybe someday I won't be so lonely And I'll walk on water, heh, every chance I get. So when are you coming home, sweet angel? You leaving me alone? All alone? Well if I'm drowning darling, you'll come down this way on your own. I wish I was travelin' on a freeway Beneath this graveyard western sky. I'm gonna set fire to this city And out in the desert, yeah, we're gonna ride.: Time and time again. Time and time again. Time and time and time again. I can't please myself. Ohhhh yeah. I can't please myself and I, I can't please nobody else and... Time again. Time and time again. Time and time and time and time again. I can't please myself. No no no no... |
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| 7. |
| 4:16 |
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When I think of heaven Deliver me in a black-winged bird I think of flying Down into a sea of pens and feathers And all other instruments of faith and sex and God In the belly of a black-winged bird Don't try to feed me 'cause I've been here before and I deserve a little more I belong in the service of the Queen I belong anywhere but in between She's been crying , and I've been thinking And I am the Rain King Well I said Mama, mama, , why am I so alone? I can't go outside Cause I'm scared I might not make it home I'm alive, Im alive But I'm sinking in If there's anyone at home at your place darlin' Please invite me in Don't try to bleed me Cause I've been there before and I deserve a little more I belong in the service of the Queen I belong anywhere but in between She's been lying I just keep sinking And I am the Rain King Hey, I only want the same as anyone Mr Henderson just keeps waiting for the sun Oh, it seems night endlessly begins and ends And ends and begins and ends After all the dreaming I just wanna come back home again... I Said well every little bit of sister says youre going sinking Down well under ground And every little thing she does to me Is beautiful And I said every little bit of fun and loneliness Well, every little thing that endlessly confuses me But I said when I think of heaven Mmm said when I think of heaven Mmmm When I think of heaven I think of you Do you think of heaven And I said when I think of heaven Deliver me in a black winged bird Oh, come on I think of dying Lay me down in a field of flame an |
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| 4:30 |
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I wanted so badly somebody other than me Staring back at me. But you were gone, gone, gone. I wanted to see you walking backwards To get the sensation of you coming home. I wanted to see you walking away from me Without the sensation of you leaving me alone.: Time and time again. Time and time again. Time and time again. I can't please myself. I wanted the ocean to cover over me. I wanna sink slowly without getting wet. Maybe someday I won't be so lonely And I'll walk on water, heh, every chance I get. So when are you coming home, sweet angel? You leaving me alone? All alone? Well if I'm drowning darling, you'll come down this way on your own. I wish I was travelin' on a freeway Beneath this graveyard western sky. I'm gonna set fire to this city And out in the desert, yeah, we're gonna ride.: Time and time again. Time and time again. Time and time and time again. I can't please myself. Ohhhh yeah. I can't please myself and I, I can't please nobody else and... Time again. Time and time again. Time and time and time and time again. I can't please myself. No no no no... |
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| 9. |
| 4:03 |
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I took the cannonball down to the ocean Across the desert from sea to shining sea I rode a ladder that climbs across the nation Fifty million feet of earth between the buried and me "How do you do?" She said, "Hey, how do you do?" She buys a ticket 'cause it's cold where she comes from She climbs aboard because she's scared of getting older in the snow Love is a ghost train rumbling through the darkness Hold on to me darling I've got nowhere else to go "How do you do?" She said, "How do you do?" I took the cannonball down to the ocean Watched the diesel disappear beneath the tumbling waves Love is a ghost train howling on the radio "Remember everything." she said, "when only memory remains." "How do you do?" She said, "Hey, how do you do?" |
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| 10. |
| 4:42 |
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This circus is falling down on its knees The big top is crumbling down It's raining in baltimore fifty miles east Where you should be, no one's around I need a phone call I need a raincoat I need a big love I need a phone call These train conversations are passing me by And i don't have nothing to say You get what you pay for But i just had no intention of living this way I need a phone call I need a plane ride I need a sunburn I need a raincoat And i get no answers And i don't get no change It's raining in baltimore, baby But everything else is the same There's things i remember and things i forget I miss you i guess that i should Three thousand five hundred miles away But what would you change if you could? I need a phone call maybe i should buy a new car I can always hear a freight train if i listen real hard And i wish it was a small world Because i'm lonely for the big towns I'd like to hear a little guitar I think it's time to put the top down I need a phone call I need a raincoat |
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| 5:46 |
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Blue morning Blue morning Wrapped in strands of fist and bone Curiosity, Kitten, doesn't have to mean you're on your own Your can look outside your window He doesn't have to know We can talk awhile, baby We can take it nice and slow All your life is such a shame All your love is just a dream Are you happy where you're sleeping? Does he keep you safe and warm? Does he tell you when you're sorry? Does he tell you when you're wrong? I've been watching you for hours It's been years since we were born We were perfect when we started I've been wondering where we've gone All your life is such a shame All your love is just a dream I dreamt I saw you walking up a hillside in the snow Casting shadows on the winter sky as you stood there counting crows One for sorrow Two for joy Three for girls and four for boys Five for silver Six for gold and Seven for a secret never to be told There's a bird that nests inside you Sleeping underneath your skin When you open up your wings to speak I wish you'd let me in All your life is such a shame All your love is just a dream Open up your eyes You can see the flames of your wasted life You should be ashamed You don't want to waste your life I walk along these hillsides in the summer 'neath the sunshine I am feathered by the moonlight falling down on me Change |
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