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Be who you want to be
Say what you want to say
Live how you want to live
Sing if you want to sing
Cry if you want to cry
Give if you want to give
Don’t let them hold you down
Don’t fade into the crowd
They don’t make the rules
The world is bright & blue
It’s waiting there for you
Nobody rules you
Stay if you want to stay
Leave if you want to leave
Go where you want to go
Try if you want to try
Quit if you want to quit
Know when you don’t know
Think how you want to think
Pray if you want to pray
Doubt if you want to doubt
Fly if you want to fly
Hide if you want to hide
Shout if you want to shout
Fight if you want to fight
For something you know is right
If that something sets you free
Love how you want to love
Dream if you want to dream
And be who you want to be
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Paris Las Vegas
02:40
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A crippled sunset & a neon moon
High above the MGM
I’m here lost in thoughts of you
You’re far away in a distant land
You’re far from faux Elvis & far from faux Venice
White tigers and chapel lights
This bright light city that sparkles & swindles
It’s the darkest of places without you tonight
Here in the streets of Paris, Las Vegas
There's no police tape, just cheap souvenirs
No one smokes menthol and nobody’s noticed
The river Seine is filling with tears
Pirates & gamblers, players and ramblers
Winners & losers, they all spin the wheel
Across the ocean a city heart broken
By senseless cowards & twisted ideals
There’s no showgirls waiting in heaven
It’s DJ’s and glow sticks and watered-down beer
What did they think, this was Ocean’s 11?
I called for the bellboy, let's get outta here
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Matadora
04:34
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The Matadora falls asleep
She dreams of battles, brute defeat
and victory in the golden sun
Like all her heroes there before
On the colosseum painted doors
She too someday will be one
Who knows what she feels?
Who knows how she feels?
(All we know is all we know)
I know what I feel
You know what you feel
(All we know is all we know)
Is it too much to hope for?
Is it too much to ask for?
Is it too late? / Is it our fate?
Is it too late for a little grace?
The mighty toro stumbles blind
The universe opens wide
The ground beneath him slips away
And all at once he’s alone
Standing in the the great unknown
The world above him slowy fades
Who knows what he feels?
Who knows how he feels?
(All we know is all we know)
I know how I feel
You know how you feel
In another space and time, maybe up above
They’ll meet again, with hearts full of love
Muhammad Ali Bomaye
Are we all the bull on beaten days
or the matador in many ways?
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4. |
Get Lost
03:39
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I’ll pretend to chase you
And you pretend you don’t care
but you hide in the same place
So I know you’re there
You leave a key in the garden
You leave the porch light on
You put a log on the fire
You play my favourite song
So let down your drawbridge
And let me come across
I want to see that white flag
C’mon lets get lost
I want to get up close
I want to count the rings
I want to see the brush strokes
I want everything
I’ll pick you up at 7:00
We’ll drive up to the hills
I’ll put my money on “White Lightning"
and roll around in the bills
We’ll break into the lighthouse
High above the sea
I’m a lost sailor
Come and rescue me
We Wake up in the front seat
baking in the sun
I'm in it for the long
You're the only one
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5. |
Click Click
03:43
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I had a dream that I stole the maps
I erased all the borders, and that was that
I cut the power and sprung the traps
I knocked down the the walls and laid'm flat
I had a dream that I won the vote
I opened all the cages & drained the moats
I threw out a line and I hauled in the boats
I handed out flowers and welcome notes
I had a dream that we all locked arms
And vowed to keep each other from harm
I had a dream that I stole their clips
They ran out of bullets & their guns went click click
Love - Are you too cool for love?
I had a dream that the world was sick
So I gathered up blankets & tourniquets
I divvied out the the money, we all took a hit
Fed everybody & that was it
I had a dream that I talked to God
And he’d never heard of us, I found that odd
I had a dream that we found ourselves
Put our faith in each other and wished him well
I had a dream that we all locked arms
And vowed to keep each other from harm
I had a dream that I stole their clips
They ran out of bullets & their guns went click click
Love - Are you too cool for love?
Love. It’s built into your heart
Love. It’s been there from the start
Love. It’s still there in your heart
Love. Are you too cool? Too cool?
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6. |
Good Old Days
03:08
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Time ticks and drips away
days burn disintegrate
Years roll along and fade
Don't let them slip away
Right here right now today
These are the good days
Right here right now today
These are the good days
Love falls and breaks apart
Words sting and break a heart
Say what you ought to say
Before it's far too late
Way back when, do you remember when?
When we never felt right and we never fit in
Times were tight, we could never win
And all them places I’d never been
I don’t wanna sit and reminisce
I don’t wanna miss a piece of this
I got the pedal to the metal and no regrets
I don’t wanna miss, I don’t miss none’a this
Hang on and don't let go
I love you more & more
Stay till the sun comes up
Three cheers, raise your cup
Way back when, do you remember when?
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Below you borealis above you endless time
You spiral through the darkness along a thin blue line
Show us all the colours that light up your face
We don't want to dream without you or skip to the last page
I’m digging weeds in the back yard
And Samantha’s in the sky with diamonds
Floating in the sea of the big stars
And sinking in my horizon
In the view from above can you still see Rome?
Every mother, every child, every street, everyone home
Every sapphire & prison, every king overthrown
Every battlefield broken-hearted love left alone
Every god, every devil, every virtue and sin
Everything we know on the head of a pin
And this is where we make our stand
I looked for you at twilight, my telescope and eye
Through every constellation, every corner of the sky
We wait on for your transmission, till the dawn creeps past the moon
You’re going to be home soon. We’re waiting up for you
In the silence above can you still hear the shores?
All the dogs of Santiago, the machines of war?
Every pope, every bishop there blocking the door
That left Galileo sleeping on a cold prison floor
With every star falling down crashing on him
Everything we know on the head of a pin
All the king's horses and all the king's men
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8. |
Rubicon
04:25
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I’ve been dragging my feet so long
ever since the news hit the tube you had gone away
(You crossed the rubicon)
And the lightning lit up the sky
When the word came over the wire - confirmed
(You crossed the rubicon)
This just feels wrong, won’t you please make it right
We’re not that strong, show us the light
Don’t say it’s our last dance tonight
I’ve been dropping the ball all day
I can’t think of anything right to say
(You crossed the rubicon)
They got me up on the ropes again
I can’t find a hope or a dream
(You crossed the rubicon)
This just feels wrong, won’t you please make it right
You can’t be gone, you shone so bright
Don’t say it’s our last dance tonight
I’ve been faking it, phone it in
I just don’t know where to begin
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9. |
The Part You Throw Away
02:49
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I’m the bottle cap, the old box spring
I’m the shrink wrap on your pretty things
I’m the cofffe cup and the old ashtray
I’m the part the part you throw away
I’m the broken tab, the apple core
I’m the tire left on the ocean floor
I’m the X-mas mas tree on boxing day
I’m the part the part you throw away
Once there was love
Once there were dreams
But the tide went out
I’m the bow and ribbon, the used-up tape
I’m the broken chair on the fire escape
I’m the shell, the fat, the bones, the brain
I’m the part the part you throw away
I’m the tattoo you wish was gone
I’m the broken TV on the lawn
I’m the calendar & forgotten days
I’m the part the part you throw away
I used to give you goosebumps
Send shivers down your spine
And I didn’t even try
I’m the ciggarette butt, the birthday card
Left-over scraps at the lumber yard
I’m the burnt out bulb, the cellophane
I’m the part the part you throw away
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10. |
Holding Out
04:09
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I’ve waited for years
And I'll wait here for more
While the cool kids were running
I was minding the store
While their sun was shining
My sky was grey
I don’t mind feeling lonesome
I kinda like it in ways
So I’m holding out
and I’m happy to wait
Until I feel that wind blowing
And you’re coming my way
I do all the laundry
Then I do it again
I love every minute
And I love my friends
I saved all my money
I bought me some land
I’ve been all round this world
And I know who I am
I put the old cars in storage so they don’t rot away
I heard they’ll be worth something someday
But I couldn’t care less, I’m going to give’m all away
I’ll know your face
When it comes along
They say you’ll know when you know
And I don’t think their wrong
But I’ve waited for years
I'll wait here for more
Until I see you coming
I’m just minding the store
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