| The War On Drugs – Nothing to Find Lyrics | 6 years ago |
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Lyrics according to the leaflet that comes with the record: Oh, I’m rising from within I see it every morning Tell where the river ends Is it cold without my love I whisper through the screen And there’s nothing I can say or do No in between And all the changes I don’t understand I keep moving to the edge Now comes the feeling I can’t stop Laying motionless and dead You played my brother like fire And walked him through the rain I ignored another call He did the same But the feeling that I get The warmth of your embrace There is nothing I can do Or find another way It was all so innocent You could feel my loving arms Then I saw you in moving light You were standing in my door Laying motionless and bored All my waiting was in vain I walked alone in pain Through the early morning rain Be the warmth of my embrace Pull me underneath your shadow Once before I get erased But the love is on the line I pushed it to the back I kept sliding out of time Now our moon is on the rise There’s always something bigger Livin’ on the other side Be the one that I need on the road up ahead I’ve been hangin’ in and out of sight But I keep pushing back Leave it all on the hill I’ll take all I can get I’ve been hanging in and out of sight And I’ll keep pushing back |
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| The Tallest Man on Earth – Where Do My Bluebird Fly Lyrics | 15 years ago |
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I agree with kaysntees, some of the lyrics might be wrong. At least this is what I get from a live version: Oh, well I knew you stroke the set-up baby, of all the leaves up in the ground And I know our song is all but healthy as I see dry leaves fallin' down, oh With all this fever in my mind, I could drown in your kerosene eyes Oh, you're just a riddle in the sky Oh, where do my bluebirds fly? And as the early sigh of dawn of thunder I see you stir the fog around And when you find the voice and gears of sunset we'll hear that high and lonesome sound, oh And I will question every wind if they gone through the glow of your eyes Oh, you're just a riddle in the sky Oh, where do my bluebirds fly? I say where do my bluebirds fly? Oh, well I know you stroke your feathers baby upon the ghosts along my trail And I know our lie was sold and buried before I knew it was for sale, oh With all this fever in my mind I should aim for your kerosene eyes Oh, you're just a target in the sky I say where do my bluebirds fly? I say where do my bluebirds fly? |
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