Rosanne Cash - Rules Of Travel (2003) by Rosanne Cash (보컬) on maniadb.com

Do you wanna be honest, or do you wanna win?
You could have it all if you could gracefully give in.
Like when a martyr go sees a martyr.
Lookin' in the mirror makes you cry harder,
'Bout your glitterin' ball and chain.
In love, in love with your beautiful pain.


Excuses and all theories peak themelves and die.
Even when they don't hold water, you try to keep them safe and dry.
An' trade your moan for a positive tone,
Reassured by ads about things you own,
And so we go through this again,
In love, in love with your beautiful pain.


If everything went runnin' smoothly,
You'd soon lose who you were.
Oh, the pain and hurt, for that's your real,
So go on, go back to her.


Instrumental Break.


You packed up all your troubles, you let me play the bars.
An' hiked out to the meadows and lay down on the fragrant moss.
Put down your own tree, then meticulously,
Built a cross right there and stared back at me.
An' climbed up on it again:
In love, in love with your beautiful
In love, in love with your beautiful
In love, in love with your beautiful pain.
















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Baptize her with bitter tears till she knows your pain is real.
Next time you see her on her knees, don't try to make a deal.
Don't stare her into silence, with frozen point of view.
'Cause she's got 44 stories: she wants to tell them all to you.

Welcome her to all your fears and trust that she will cope.
Give her one day of satisfaction for a thousand years of hope.
Don't turn to dry your eyes, and lose your chance to look.
'Cause she's got 44 stories: she wants to write them in a book.

Wait until your mem'ry clears, then welcome her to Rome.
The desert of your misspent years that led you to her home.
Don't hold her up to sunlight, she'll melt into the blue.
Don't make her shout through static if you want hear the truth,

'Cause she's got 44 stories;
She's got 44 stories;
She's got 44 stories: she wants to tell them all to you.

Now that you know how the heart bends and breaks.
Just throw away the book, and take a second look,
Behind the door: a guided tour; what we came here for.
One: don't let the sun go down on,
Two: love, but are undone by,
Three: whose name is.....
I won't even start before we learn the rules.
Like one: don't let the sun go down on,
Two: love, but are undone by,
Three: whose name is.....
I won't even start before we learn the rules of travel,
Inside each other's hearts;
Inside each other's hearts.

When do the walls tumble down?
Into the sky, into the stars and the ground.
Today, to give it up; surrender to the love, no man to hold.
No way to know that you are home.

One: don't let the sun go down on,
Two: love, but are undone by,
Three: whose name is.....
I won't even start before we learn the rules.
Like one: don't let the sun go down on,
Two: love, but are undone by,
Three: whose name is.....
I won't even start before we learn the rules of travel,
Inside each other's hearts;
Inside each other's hearts.

Instrumental break.

One: (Don't let the sun.)
Two:
Three: (Don't let the sun.)
Four.

One: don't let the sun go down on,
Two: love, but are undone by,
Three: whose name is.....
I won't even start before we learn the rules.
Like one: don't let the sun go down on,
Two: love, but are undone by,
Three: whose name is.....
I won't even start before we learn the rules of travel,
Inside each other's hearts;
Inside each other's hearts.

There's a cross above the baby's bed
a savior in her dreams
but she was not delivered then
and the baby became me
There's a light inside the darkened room
a footstep on the stair
a door that I forever close
to leave those memories there

When the shadows lengthen
into the evening sun
first there's summer, then I'll let you in
September when it comes

I want to crawl outside these walls
close my eyes and see
fall into your heart and arms
touch your face and breathe
I cannot move a mountain now
I can no longer run
I cannot be who I was then
in a way I never was

I watch the clouds go sailing
watch the clock and sun
I watch myself depending on
September when it comes

When the shadows lengthen
and burn away the past
I will fly me like an angel to
a place where I can rest
When this begins I'll let you in
September when it comes

Will you remember me
like the circled stones
like the secret hills
where you walk alone
where the wind can speak
my other names
like the air you breathe
will you remember me?

Will you remember me
as your airplane flies
over foreign seas
and breaking skies
like a perfect child
you can't bear to leave
in your last long days
will you remember me?

Will you remember me
on the edge of life
where time runs slow
where some can fly
in these shuttered rooms
where we say goodbye
when the soul is free
will you remember
when there's no need to breathe
will you remember me?

Lock all the doors an' turn out the lights.
Work this thing through till we get it right.
But if I seem angry an' cold,
Or I don't speak at all,
It's just that old fear,
'Cause baby, I'm closer than I appear.

An' here are the facts, as much as I know.
We've got to turn back if we can't let it go.
You know your heart an' your mind.
An' I'm just three steps behind,
But I feel those tears,
'Cause baby, I'm closer than I appear.
Yeah, baby, I'm closer than I appear.

'Cause somewhere inside, I'm reachin' out for you.
Somewhere inside, we both know the truth.
But I learned lots of rules 'bout what a man's made of,
An' I got to rethink what I know about love.


Hey, I'm willin' to change.
If I still seem the same, well it's just them old fears.
An', baby, I'm closer than I appear.

If I was born to stand here, an' give you nothing but love,
To fill up these years,
Then, baby, I'm closer than I appear.
Yeah, baby, I'm closer than I appear.

Well, come closer, an' I'll come closer.

Well, come closer, closer than I appear.

I stand here by the Western Wall
maybe a little of that wall
stands inside of us all
I shove my prayers in the cracks
I got nothing to lose
No one to answer back

All these years I've brought up for review
I wasn't taught this, but I learned something new
I had to answer a distant call

At the Western Wall
I've got a heart full of fear
and I offer it up
on this altar of tears

Red dust settles deep in my skin
I don't know where it stops
and where I begin

It's a crumbling pile of broken stones
it ain't much but it might be home
if I ever loved a place at all
it's the Western Wall

I don't know if God was ever a man
But if She was, I think I understand
Why He found a place to break his fall
near the Western Wall