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Now I've heard there was a secret chord | |
That David played, and it pleased the Lord | |
But you don't really care for music, do you? | |
It goes like this | |
The fourth, the fifth | |
The minor fall, the major lift | |
The baffled king composing Hallelujah Hallelujah | |
Hallelujah | |
Hallelujah | |
Hallelujah Your faith was strong but you needed proof | |
You saw her bathing on the roof | |
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew her | |
She tied you | |
To a kitchen chair | |
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair | |
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah Hallelujah | |
Hallelujah | |
Hallelujah | |
Hallelujah You say I took the name in vain | |
I don't even know the name | |
But if I did, well really, what's it to you? | |
There's a blaze of light | |
In every word | |
It doesn't matter which you heard | |
The holy or the broken Hallelujah Hallelujah | |
Hallelujah | |
Hallelujah | |
Hallelujah I did my best, it wasn't much | |
I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch | |
I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you | |
And even though | |
It all went wrong | |
I'll stand before the Lord of Song | |
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah Hallelujah | |
Hallelujah | |
Hallelujah | |
Hallelujah Hallelujah | |
Hallelujah | |
Hallelujah | |
Hallelujah Hallelujah | |
Hallelujah | |
Hallelujah | |
Hallelujah Hallelujah | |
Hallelujah | |
Hallelujah | |
Hallelujah | |
Hallelujah Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river | |
You can hear the boats go by, you can spend the night forever | |
And you know that she's half-crazy but that's why you want to be there | |
And she feeds you tea and oranges that come all the way from China | |
And just when you mean to tell her that you have no love to give her | |
Then he gets you on her wavelength | |
And she lets the river answer that you've always been her lover And you want to travel with her, and you want to travel blind | |
And you know that she will trust you | |
For you've touched her perfect body with your mind And Jesus was a sailor when he walked upon the water | |
And he spent a long time watching from his lonely wooden tower | |
And when he knew for certain only drowning men could see him | |
He said all men will be sailors then until the sea shall free them | |
But he himself was broken, long before the sky would open | |
Forsaken, almost human, he sank beneath your wisdom like a stone And you want to travel with him, and you want to travel blind | |
And you think you maybe you'll trust him | |
For he's touched your perfect body with her mind Now, Suzanne takes your hand and she leads you to the river | |
She's wearing rags and feathers from Salvation Army counters | |
And the sun pours down like honey on our lady of the harbor | |
And she shows you where to look among the garbage and the flowers | |
There are heroes in the seaweed, there are children in the morning | |
They are leaning out for love and they wil lean that way forever | |
While Suzanne holds her mirror And you want to travel with her, and you want to travel blind | |
And you know that you can trust her | |
For she's touched your perfect body with her mind Everybody knows that the dice are loaded | |
Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed | |
Everybody knows the war is over | |
Everybody knows the good guys lost | |
Everybody knows the fight was fixed | |
The poor stay poor, the rich get rich | |
That's how it goes | |
Everybody knows Everybody knows that the boat is leaking | |
Everybody knows that the captain lied | |
Everybody got this broken feeling | |
Like their father or their dog just died | |
Everybody talking to their pockets | |
Everybody wants a box of chocolates | |
And a long-stem rose | |
Everybody knows Everybody knows that you love me baby | |
Everybody knows that you really do | |
Everybody knows that you've been faithful | |
Ah, give or take a night or two | |
Everybody knows you've been discreet | |
But there were so many people you just had to meet | |
Without your clothes | |
And everybody knows Everybody knows, everybody knows | |
That's how it goes | |
Everybody knows Everybody knows, everybody knows | |
That's how it goes | |
Everybody knows And everybody knows that it's now or never | |
Everybody knows that it's me or you | |
And everybody knows that you live forever | |
Ah, when you've done a line or two | |
Everybody knows the deal is rotten | |
Old Black Joe's still pickin' cotton | |
For your ribbons and bows | |
And everybody knows And everybody knows that the Plague is coming | |
Everybody knows that it's moving fast | |
Everybody knows that the naked man and woman | |
Are just a shining artifact of the past | |
Everybody knows the scene is dead | |
But there's gonna be a meter on your bed | |
That will disclose | |
What everybody knows And everybody knows that you're in trouble | |
Everybody knows what you've been through | |
From the bloody cross on top of Calvary | |
To the beach of Malibu | |
Everybody knows it's coming apart | |
Take one last look at this Sacred Heart | |
Before it blows | |
And everybody knows Everybody knows, everybody knows | |
That's how it goes | |
Everybody knows Everybody knows, everybody knows | |
That's how it goes | |
Everybody knows Everybody knows, everybody knows | |
That's how it goes | |
Everybody knows Everybody knows Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin | |
Dance me through the panic till I'm gathered safely in | |
Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove | |
Dance me to the end of love | |
Dance me to the end of love Oh, let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone | |
Let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon | |
Show me slowly what I only know the limits of | |
Dance me to the end of love | |
Dance me to the end of love Dance me to the wedding now, dance me on and on | |
Dance me very tenderly and dance me very long | |
We're both of us beneath our love, we're both of us above | |
Dance me to the end of love | |
Dance me to the end of love Dance me to the children who are asking to be born | |
Dance me through the curtains that our kisses have outworn | |
Raise a tent of shelter now, though every thread is torn | |
Dance me to the end of love Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin | |
Dance me through the panic till I'm gathered safely in | |
Touch me with your naked hand or touch me with your glove | |
Dance me to the end of love | |
Dance me to the end of love | |
Dance me to the end of love Now I've heard there was a secret chord | |
That David played, and it pleased the Lord | |
But you don't really care for music, do you? | |
It goes like this | |
The fourth, the fifth | |
The minor fall, the major lift | |
The baffled king composing Hallelujah Hallelujah | |
Hallelujah | |
Hallelujah | |
Hallelujah Your faith was strong but you needed proof | |
You saw her bathing on the roof | |
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew her | |
She tied you | |
To a kitchen chair | |
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair | |
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah Hallelujah | |
Hallelujah | |
Hallelujah | |
Hallelujah You say I took the name in vain | |
I don't even know the name | |
But if I did, well really, what's it to you? | |
There's a blaze of light | |
In every word | |
It doesn't matter which you heard | |
The holy or the broken Hallelujah Hallelujah | |
Hallelujah | |
Hallelujah | |
Hallelujah I did my best, it wasn't much | |
I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch | |
I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you | |
And even though | |
It all went wrong | |
I'll stand before the Lord of Song | |
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah Hallelujah | |
Hallelujah | |
Hallelujah | |
Hallelujah Hallelujah | |
Hallelujah | |
Hallelujah | |
Hallelujah Hallelujah | |
Hallelujah | |
Hallelujah | |
Hallelujah Hallelujah | |
Hallelujah | |
Hallelujah | |
Hallelujah | |
Hallelujah Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river | |
You can hear the boats go by, you can spend the night forever | |
And you know that she's half-crazy but that's why you want to be there | |
And she feeds you tea and oranges that come all the way from China | |
And just when you mean to tell her that you have no love to give her | |
Then he gets you on her wavelength | |
And she lets the river answer that you've always been her lover And you want to travel with her, and you want to travel blind | |
And you know that she will trust you | |
For you've touched her perfect body with your mind And Jesus was a sailor when he walked upon the water | |
And he spent a long time watching from his lonely wooden tower | |
And when he knew for certain only drowning men could see him | |
He said all men will be sailors then until the sea shall free them | |
But he himself was broken, long before the sky would open | |
Forsaken, almost human, he sank beneath your wisdom like a stone And you want to travel with him, and you want to travel blind | |
And you think you maybe you'll trust him | |
For he's touched your perfect body with her mind Now, Suzanne takes your hand and she leads you to the river | |
She's wearing rags and feathers from Salvation Army counters | |
And the sun pours down like honey on our lady of the harbor | |
And she shows you where to look among the garbage and the flowers | |
There are heroes in the seaweed, there are children in the morning | |
They are leaning out for love and they wil lean that way forever | |
While Suzanne holds her mirror And you want to travel with her, and you want to travel blind | |
And you know that you can trust her | |
For she's touched your perfect body with her mind Everybody knows that the dice are loaded | |
Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed | |
Everybody knows the war is over | |
Everybody knows the good guys lost | |
Everybody knows the fight was fixed | |
The poor stay poor, the rich get rich | |
That's how it goes | |
Everybody knows Everybody knows that the boat is leaking | |
Everybody knows that the captain lied | |
Everybody got this broken feeling | |
Like their father or their dog just died | |
Everybody talking to their pockets | |
Everybody wants a box of chocolates | |
And a long-stem rose | |
Everybody knows Everybody knows that you love me baby | |
Everybody knows that you really do | |
Everybody knows that you've been faithful | |
Ah, give or take a night or two | |
Everybody knows you've been discreet | |
But there were so many people you just had to meet | |
Without your clothes | |
And everybody knows Everybody knows, everybody knows | |
That's how it goes | |
Everybody knows Everybody knows, everybody knows | |
That's how it goes | |
Everybody knows And everybody knows that it's now or never | |
Everybody knows that it's me or you | |
And everybody knows that you live forever | |
Ah, when you've done a line or two | |
Everybody knows the deal is rotten | |
Old Black Joe's still pickin' cotton | |
For your ribbons and bows | |
And everybody knows And everybody knows that the Plague is coming | |
Everybody knows that it's moving fast | |
Everybody knows that the naked man and woman | |
Are just a shining artifact of the past | |
Everybody knows the scene is dead | |
But there's gonna be a meter on your bed | |
That will disclose | |
What everybody knows And everybody knows that you're in trouble | |
Everybody knows what you've been through | |
From the bloody cross on top of Calvary | |
To the beach of Malibu | |
Everybody knows it's coming apart | |
Take one last look at this Sacred Heart | |
Before it blows | |
And everybody knows Everybody knows, everybody knows | |
That's how it goes | |
Everybody knows Everybody knows, everybody knows | |
That's how it goes | |
Everybody knows Everybody knows, everybody knows | |
That's how it goes | |
Everybody knows Everybody knows Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin | |
Dance me through the panic till I'm gathered safely in | |
Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove | |
Dance me to the end of love | |
Dance me to the end of love Oh, let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone | |
Let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon | |
Show me slowly what I only know the limits of | |
Dance me to the end of love | |
Dance me to the end of love Dance me to the wedding now, dance me on and on | |
Dance me very tenderly and dance me very long | |
We're both of us beneath our love, we're both of us above | |
Dance me to the end of love | |
Dance me to the end of love Dance me to the children who are asking to be born | |
Dance me through the curtains that our kisses have outworn | |
Raise a tent of shelter now, though every thread is torn | |
Dance me to the end of love Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin | |
Dance me through the panic till I'm gathered safely in | |
Touch me with your naked hand or touch me with your glove | |
Dance me to the end of love | |
Dance me to the end of love | |
Dance me to the end of love I saw jesus on the cross on a hill called calvary | |
"do you hate mankind for what they done to you? " | |
He said, "talk of love not hate, things to do - it's getting late. | |
I've so little time and I'm only passing through." Passing through, passing through. | |
Sometimes happy, sometimes blue, | |
Glad that I ran into you. | |
Tell the people that you saw me passing through. I saw adam leave the garden with an apple in his hand, | |
I said "now you're out, what are you going to do? " | |
"plant some crops and pray for rain, maybe raise a little cane. | |
I'm an orphan now, and I'm only passing through." Passing through, passing through ... I was with washington at valley ford, shivering in the snow. | |
I said, "how come the men here suffer like they do? " | |
"men will suffer, men will fight, even die for what is right | |
Even though they know they're only passing through" Passing through, passing through ... I was with franklin roosevelt's side on the night before he died. | |
He said, "one world must come out of world war two" (ah, the fool) | |
"yankee, russian, white or tan," he said, "a man is still a man. | |
We're all on one road, and we're only passing through." Passing through, passing through ... (let's do it one more time) Passing through, passing through ... The birds they sang | |
At the break of day | |
Start again | |
I heard them say | |
Don't dwell on what | |
Has passed away | |
Or what is yet to be | |
Yeah the wars they will | |
Be fought again | |
The holy dove | |
She will be caught again | |
Bought and sold | |
And bought again | |
The dove is never free Ring the bells (ring the bells) that still can ring | |
Forget your perfect offering | |
There is a crack in everything (there is a crack in everything) | |
That's how the light gets in We asked for signs | |
The signs were sent | |
The birth betrayed | |
The marriage spent | |
Yeah the widowhood | |
Of every government | |
Signs for all to see I can't run no more | |
With that lawless crowd | |
While the killers in high places | |
Say their prayers out loud | |
But they've summoned, they've summoned up | |
A thundercloud | |
And they're going to hear from me (Ring, ring, ring, ring) | |
Ring the bells that still can ring Forget your perfect offering | |
There is a crack, a crack in everything (there is a crack in everything) | |
That's how the light gets in You can add up the parts | |
You won't have the sum | |
You can strike up the march | |
There is no drum | |
Every heart, every heart to love will come | |
But like a refugee (Ring, ring, ring, ring) | |
Ring the bells that still can ring | |
Forget your perfect offering | |
There is a crack, a crack in everything (there is a crack in everything) | |
That's how the light gets in | |
Ring the bells that still can ring (ring the bells that still can ring) | |
Forget your perfect offering | |
There is a crack, a crack in everything (there is a crack in everything) | |
That's how the light gets in | |
That's how the light gets in | |
That's how the light gets in Come over to the window, my little darling | |
I'd like to try to read your palm | |
I used to think I was some kind of Gypsy boy | |
Before I let you take me home Now so long, Marianne | |
It's time that we began to laugh | |
And cry and cry and laugh about it all again Well, you know that I love to live with you | |
But you make me forget so very much | |
I forget to pray for the angels | |
And then the angels forget to pray for us Now so long, Marianne | |
It's time that we began to laugh | |
And cry and cry and laugh about it all again We met when we were almost young | |
Deep in the green lilac park | |
You held on to me like I was a crucifix | |
As we went kneeling through the dark Oh, so long, Marianne | |
It's time that we began to laugh | |
And cry and cry and laugh about it all again Your letters, they all say that you're beside me now | |
Then why do I feel alone? | |
I'm standing on a ledge and your fine spider web | |
Is fastening my ankle to a stone Now so long, Marianne | |
It's time that we began to laugh | |
And cry and cry and laugh about it all again For now I need your hidden love | |
I'm cold as a new razorblade | |
You left when I told you I was curious | |
I never said that I was brave Oh, so long, Marianne | |
It's time that we began to laugh | |
And cry and cry and laugh about it all again Oh, you are really such a pretty one | |
I see you've gone and changed your name again | |
And just when I climbed this whole mountainside | |
To wash my eyelids in the rain Oh, so long, Marianne | |
It's time that we began to laugh | |
And cry and cry and laugh about it all again I loved you in the morning, our kisses deep and warm | |
Your hair upon the pillow like a sleepy golden storm | |
Yes, many loved before us, I know that we are not new | |
In city and in forest they smiled like me and you | |
But now it's come to distances and both of us must try | |
Your eyes are soft with sorrow | |
Hey, that's no way to say goodbye I'm not looking for another as I wander in my time | |
Walk me to the corner, our steps will always rhyme | |
You know my love goes with you as your love stays with me | |
It's just the way it changes, like the shoreline and the sea | |
But let's not talk of love or chains and things we can't untie | |
Your eyes are soft with sorrow | |
Hey, that's no way to say goodbye I loved you in the morning, our kisses deep and warm | |
Your hair upon the pillow like a sleepy golden storm | |
Yes, many loved before us, I know that we are not new | |
In city and in forest they smiled like me and you | |
But let's not talk of love or chains and things we can't untie | |
Your eyes are soft with sorrow | |
Hey, that's no way to say goodbye You came to me this morning | |
And you handled me like meat | |
You?d have to be a man to know | |
How good that feels, how sweet My mirror twin, my next of kin | |
I?d know you in my sleep | |
And who but you would take me in | |
A thousand kisses deep I loved you when you opened | |
Like a lily to the heat | |
You see I?m just another snowman | |
Standing in the rain and sleet Who loved you with his frozen love | |
His secondhand physique | |
With all he is and all he was | |
A thousand kisses deep I know you had to lie to me | |
I know you had to cheat | |
To pose all hot and high | |
Behind the veils of sheer deceit Our perfect porn aristocrat | |
So elegant and cheap | |
I?m old but I?m still into that | |
A thousand kisses deep I?m good at love, I?m good at hate | |
It?s in between I freeze | |
Been working out but it?s too late | |
(It?s been too late for years) But you look good, you really do | |
They love you on the street | |
If you were here I?d kneel for you | |
A thousand kisses deep The autumn moved across your skin | |
Got something in my eye | |
A light that doesn?t need to live | |
And doesn?t need to die A riddle in the book of love | |
Obscure and obsolete | |
And witnessed here in time and blood | |
A thousand kisses deep But I?m still working with the wine | |
Still dancing cheek to cheek | |
The band is playing Auld Lang Syne | |
But the heart will not retreat I ran with Diz, I sang with Ray | |
I never had their sweet | |
But once or twice they let me play | |
A thousand kisses deep I loved you when you opened | |
Like a lily to the heat | |
You see I?m just another snowman | |
Standing in the rain and sleet Who loved you with his frozen love | |
His secondhand physique | |
With all he is and all he was | |
A thousand kisses deep But you don?t need to hear me now | |
And every word I speak | |
It counts against me anyhow | |
A thousand kisses deep Like a bird on the wire | |
Like a drunk in a midnight choir | |
I have tried in my way to be free Like a worm on a hook | |
Like a knight from some old-fashioned book | |
I have saved all my ribbons for thee | |
If I, if I have been unkind | |
I hope that you can just let it go by | |
If I, if I have been untrue | |
I hope you know it was never to you For like a baby, stillborn | |
Like a beast with his horn | |
I have torn everyone who reached out for me | |
But I swear by this song | |
And by all that I have done wrong | |
I will make it all up to thee I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch | |
He said to me, "you must not ask for so much" | |
And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door | |
She cried to me, "hey, why not ask for more?" | |
Oh, like a bird on the wire | |
Like a drunk in a midnight choir | |
I have tried in my way to be free It's true that all the men you knew were dealers | |
Who said they were through with dealing | |
Every time you gave them shelter | |
I know that kind of man, it's hard to hold the hand of anyone | |
Who is reaching for the sky just to surrender | |
Who is reaching for the sky just to surrender And then sweeping up the jokers that he left behind | |
You find he did not leave you very much, not even laughter | |
Like any dealer he was watching for the card that is so high and wild | |
He'll never need to deal another | |
He was just some Joseph looking for a manger | |
He was just some Joseph looking for a manger And then leaning on your window sill | |
He'll say one day you caused his will | |
To weaken with your love and warmth and shelter | |
And then taking from his wallet | |
An old schedule of trains, he'll say | |
I told you when I came I was a stranger But now another stranger seems | |
To want you to ignore his dreams | |
As though they were the burden of some other | |
Oh, you've seen that man before | |
His golden arm dispatching cards | |
But now it's rusted from the elbows to the finger | |
And he wants to trade the game he plays for shelter | |
Yes, he wants to trade the game he knows for shelter Ah, you hate to see another tired man | |
Lay down his hand like he was giving up the holy game of poker | |
And while he talks his dreams to sleep you notice there's a highway | |
That is curling up like smoke above his shoulder | |
It's curling just like smoke above his shoulder You tell him to come in sit down | |
But something makes you turn around | |
The door is open you can't close your shelter | |
You try the handle of the road, it opens, do not be afraid | |
It's you my love, you who are the stranger | |
It is you my love, you who are the stranger Well, I've been waiting, I was sure | |
We'd meet between the trains we're waiting for | |
I think it's time to board another | |
Please understand, I never had a secret chart | |
To get me to the heart of this or any other matter | |
Well, he talks like this you don't know what he's after | |
When he speaks like this you don't know what he's after Let's meet tomorrow if you choose | |
Upon the shore, beneath the bridge | |
That they are building on some endless river | |
Then he leaves the platform for the sleeping car that's warm | |
You realize, he's only advertising one more shelter | |
And it comes to you, he never was a stranger | |
And you say okay, the bridge or someplace later And then sweeping up the jokers that he left behind | |
You find he did not leave you very much, not even laughter | |
Like any dealer he was watching for the card that is so high and wild | |
He'll never need to deal another | |
He was just some Joseph looking for a manger | |
He was just some Joseph looking for a manger And then leaning on your window sill | |
He'll say one day you caused his will | |
To weaken with your love and warmth and shelter | |
And then taking from his wallet | |
An old schedule of trains, he'll say | |
I told you when I came I was a stranger | |
I told you when I came I was a stranger | |
I told you when I came I was a stranger | |
I told you when I came I was a stranger Give me back my broken night | |
My mirrored room, my secret life | |
It's lonely here, | |
There's no one left to torture | |
Give me absolute control | |
Over every living soul | |
And lie beside me, baby | |
That's an order Give me crack and anal sex | |
Take the only tree that's left | |
And stuff it up the hole | |
In your culture | |
Give me back the Berlin wall | |
Give me Stalin and St. Paul | |
I've seen the future, brother | |
It is murder Things are going to slide, slide in all directions | |
Won't be nothing | |
Nothing you can measure anymore | |
The blizzard, the blizzard of the world | |
Has crossed the threshold | |
And it has overturned | |
The order of the soul | |
When they said (they said) repent (repent), repent (repent) | |
I wonder what they meant | |
When they said (they said) repent (repent), repent (repent) | |
I wonder what they meant | |
When they said (they said) repent (repent), repent (repent) | |
I wonder what they meant You don't know me from the wind | |
You never will, you never did | |
I'm the little Jew | |
Who wrote the Bible | |
I've seen the nations rise and fall | |
I've heard their stories, heard them all | |
But love's the only engine of survival | |
Your servant here, he has been told | |
To say it clear, to say it cold | |
It's over, it ain't going | |
Any further | |
And now the wheels of heaven stop | |
You feel the devil's riding crop | |
Get ready for the future | |
It is murder Things are going to slide | |
Slide in all directions | |
Won't be nothing | |
Nothing you can measure anymore | |
The blizzard, the blizzard of the world | |
Has crossed the threshold | |
And it has overturned | |
The order of the soul | |
When they said (they said) repent (repent), repent (repent) | |
I wonder what they meant | |
When they said (they said) repent (repent), repent (repent) | |
I wonder what they meant | |
When they said (they said) repent (repent), repent (repent) | |
I wonder what they meant There'll be the breaking of the ancient | |
Western code | |
Your private life will suddenly explode | |
There'll be phantoms | |
There'll be fires on the road | |
And the white man dancing | |
You'll see a woman | |
Hanging upside down | |
Her features covered by her fallen gown | |
And all the lousy little poets | |
Coming round | |
Tryin' to sound like Charlie Manson | |
And the white man dancin' Give me back the Berlin wall | |
Give me Stalin and St. Paul | |
Give me Christ or give me Hiroshima | |
Destroy another fetus now | |
We don't like children anyhow | |
I've seen the future, baby | |
it is murder Things are going to slide, slide in all directions | |
Won't be nothing | |
Nothing you can measure anymore | |
The blizzard, the blizzard of the world | |
Has crossed the threshold | |
And it has overturned | |
The order of the soul | |
When they said (they said) repent (repent), repent (repent) | |
I wonder what they meant | |
When they said (they said) repent (repent), repent (repent) | |
I wonder what they meant | |
When they said (they said) repent (repent), repent (repent) | |
I wonder what they meant When they said (they said) repent (repent), repent (repent) In my secret life | |
In my secret life | |
In my secret life | |
In my secret life I saw you this morning | |
You were moving so fast | |
Can't seem to loosen my grip | |
On the past | |
And I miss you so much | |
There's no one in sight | |
And we're still making love | |
In my secret life | |
In my secret life I smile when I'm angry | |
I cheat and I lie | |
I do what I have to do | |
To get by | |
But I know what is wrong | |
And I know what is right | |
And I'd die for the truth | |
In my secret life | |
In my secret life Hold on, hold on, my brother | |
My sister, hold on tight | |
I finally got my orders | |
I'll be marching through the morning | |
Marching through the night | |
Moving cross the borders | |
Of my secret life Looked through the paper | |
Makes you wanna cry | |
Nobody cares if the people | |
Live or die | |
And the dealer wants you thinking | |
That it's either black or white | |
Thank God it's not that simple | |
In my secret life I bite my lip | |
I buy what I'm told | |
From the latest hit | |
To the wisdom of old | |
But I'm always alone | |
And my heart is like ice | |
And it's crowded and cold | |
In my secret life | |
In my secret life | |
In my secret life | |
In my secret life | |
In my secret life | |
In my secret life | |
In my secret life | |
In my secret life I'm slowing down the tune | |
I never liked it fast | |
You want to get there soon | |
I want to get there last It's not because I'm old | |
It's not the life I led | |
I always liked it slow | |
That's what my momma said I'm lacing up my shoe | |
But I don't want to run | |
I'll get here when I do | |
Don't need no starting gun It's not because I'm old | |
And it's not what dying does | |
I always liked it slow | |
Slow is in my blood I always liked it slow: | |
I never liked it fast | |
With you it's got to go: | |
With me it's got to last It's not because I'm old | |
It's not because I'm dead | |
I always liked it slow | |
That's what my momma said All your moves are swift | |
All your turns are tight | |
Let me catch my breath | |
I thought we had all night I like to take my time | |
I like to linger as it flies | |
A weekend on your lips | |
A lifetime in your eyes I always liked it slow: | |
I never liked it fast | |
With you it's got to go: | |
With me it's got to last It's not because I'm old | |
It's not the life I led | |
I always liked it slow | |
That's what my momma said I'm slowing down the tune | |
I never liked it fast | |
You want to get there soon | |
I want to get there last So baby let me go | |
You're wanted back in town | |
In case they want to know | |
I'm just trying to slow it down The ponies run, the girls are young | |
The odds are there to beat | |
You win a while and then it's done | |
Your little winning streak | |
And summoned now to deal | |
With your invincible defeat | |
You live your life as if it's real | |
A thousand kisses deep I'm turning tricks, I'm getting fixed | |
I'm back on boogie street | |
You lose your grip and then you slip | |
Into the masterpiece | |
And maybe I had miles to drive | |
And promises to keep | |
You ditch it all to stay alive | |
A thousand kisses deep And sometimes when the night is slow | |
The wretched and the meek | |
We gather up our hearts and go | |
A thousand kisses deep Confined to sex we pressed against | |
The limits of the sea | |
I saw there were no oceans left | |
For scavengers like me | |
I made it to the forward deck | |
I blessed our remnant fleet | |
And then consented to be wrecked | |
A thousand kisses deep I'm turning tricks I'm getting fixed | |
I'm back on boogie street | |
I guess they won't exchange the gifts | |
That you were meant to keep | |
And quiet is the thought of you | |
The file on you complete | |
Except what we forgot to do | |
A thousand kisses deep And sometimes when the night is slow | |
The wretched and the meek | |
We gather up our hearts and go | |
A thousand kisses deep The ponies run, the girls are young | |
The odds are there to beat | |
You win a while and then it's done | |
Your little winning streak | |
And summoned now to deal | |
With your invincible defeat | |
You live your life as if it's real | |
A thousand kisses deep I love to speak with Leonard | |
He's a sportsman and a shepherd | |
He's a lazy bastard | |
Living in a suit But he does say what I tell him | |
Even though it isn't welcome | |
He just doesn't have the freedom | |
To refuse He will speak these words of wisdom | |
Like a sage, a man of vision | |
Though he knows he's really nothing | |
But the brief elaboration of a tube Going home | |
Without my sorrow | |
Going home | |
Sometime tomorrow | |
Going home | |
To where it's better | |
Than before Going home | |
Without my burden | |
Going home | |
Behind the curtain | |
Going home | |
Without the costume | |
That I wore He wants to write a love song | |
An anthem of forgiving | |
A manual for living with defeat A cry above the suffering | |
A sacrifice recovering | |
But that isn't what I need him | |
To complete I want to make him certain | |
That he doesn't have a burden | |
That he doesn't need a vision | |
That he only has permission | |
To do my instant bidding | |
Which is to say what I have told him | |
To repeat Going home | |
Without my sorrow | |
Going home | |
Sometime tomorrow | |
Going home | |
To where it's better | |
Than before Going home | |
Without my burden | |
Going home | |
Behind the curtain | |
Going home | |
Without this costume | |
That I wore I'm going home | |
Without the sorrow | |
Going home | |
Sometime tomorrow | |
Going home | |
To where it's better | |
Than before Going home | |
Without my burden | |
Going home | |
Behind the curtain | |
Going home | |
Without this costume | |
That I wore I love to speak with Leonard | |
He's a sportsman and a shepherd | |
He's a lazy bastard | |
Living in a suit If you are the dealer, I'm out of the game | |
If you are the healer, it means I'm broken and lame | |
If thine is the glory then mine must be the shame | |
You want it darker | |
We kill the flame Magnified, sanctified, be thy holy name | |
Vilified, crucified, in the human frame | |
A million candles burning for the help that never came | |
You want it darker Hineni, hineni | |
I'm ready, my lord There's a lover in the story | |
But the story's still the same | |
There's a lullaby for suffering | |
And a paradox to blame | |
But it's written in the scriptures | |
And it's not some idle claim | |
You want it darker | |
We kill the flame They're lining up the prisoners | |
And the guards are taking aim | |
I struggled with some demons | |
They were middle class and tame | |
I didn't know I had permission to murder and to maim | |
You want it darker Hineni, hineni | |
I'm ready, my lord Magnified, sanctified, be thy holy name | |
Vilified, crucified, in the human frame | |
A million candles burning for the love that never came | |
You want it darker | |
We kill the flame If you are the dealer, let me out of the game | |
If you are the healer, I'm broken and lame | |
If thine is the glory, mine must be the shame | |
You want it darker Hineni, hineni | |
Hineni, hineni | |
I'm ready, my lord Hineni | |
Hineni, hineni | |
Hineni They sentenced me to twenty years of boredom | |
For trying to change the system from within | |
I'm coming now, I'm coming to reward them | |
First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin I'm guided by a signal in the heavens (guided, guided) | |
I'm guided by this birthmark on my skin (guided, guided by) | |
I'm guided by the beauty of our weapons (guided) | |
First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin (I'd really like to live beside you, baby) | |
(I love your body and your spirit and your clothes) | |
(But you see that line there moving through the station?) | |
(I told you, I told you, told you, I was one of those) Ah, you loved me as a loser | |
But now you're worried that I just might win | |
You know the way to stop me, but you don't have the discipline | |
How many nights I prayed for this, to let my work begin | |
First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin I don't like your fashion business, mister | |
And I don't like these drugs that keep you thin | |
I don't like what happened to my sister | |
First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin (I'd really like to live beside you, baby) | |
(I love your body and your spirit and your clothes) | |
(But you see that line there moving through the station?) | |
(I told you, I told you, told you, I was one of those) And I thank you for those items that you sent me, ha ha ha | |
The monkey and the plywood violin | |
I practiced every night, now I'm ready | |
First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin (I am guided) Ah remember me, I used to live for music (baby) | |
Remember me, I brought your groceries in (ooh, baby, yeah) | |
Well, it's Father's Day and everybody's wounded (baby) | |
First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin And who by fire, who by water | |
Who in the sunshine, who in the night time | |
Who by high ordeal, who by common trial | |
Who in your merry-merry month of may | |
Who by very slow decay | |
And who shall I say is calling? And who in her lonely slip, who by barbiturate | |
Who in these realms of love, who by something blunt | |
Who by avalanche, who by powder | |
Who for his greed, who for his hunger | |
And who shall I say is calling? And who by brave assent, who by accident | |
Who in solitude, who in this mirror | |
Who by his lady's command, who by his own hand | |
Who in mortal chains, who in power | |
And who shall I say is calling? If you want a lover | |
I'll do anything you ask me to | |
And if you want another kind of love | |
I'll wear a mask for you | |
If you want a partner, take my hand, or | |
If you want to strike me down in anger | |
Here I stand | |
I'm your man If you want a boxer | |
I will step into the ring for you | |
And if you want a doctor | |
I'll examine every inch of you | |
If you want a driver, climb inside | |
Or if you want to take me for a ride | |
You know you can | |
I'm your man Ah, the moon's too bright | |
The chain's too tight | |
The beast won't go to sleep | |
I've been running through these promises to you | |
That I made and I could not keep | |
Ah, but a man never got a woman back | |
Not by begging on his knees | |
Or I'd crawl to you baby and I'd fall at your feet | |
And I'd howl at your beauty like a dog in heat | |
And I'd claw at your heart, and I'd tear at your sheet | |
I'd say please (please) | |
I'm your man And if you've got to sleep a moment on the road | |
I will steer for you | |
And if you want to work the street alone | |
I'll disappear for you | |
If you want a father for your child | |
Or only want to walk with me a while across the sand | |
I'm your man If you want a lover | |
I'll do anything you ask me to | |
And if you want another kind of love | |
I'll wear a mask for you You can dance every dance with the guy | |
Who gives you the eye, let him hold you tight | |
You can smile every smile for the man | |
Who held your hand 'neath the pale moon light | |
But don't forget who's takin' you home | |
And in whose arms you're gonna be | |
So darlin' save the last dance for me Oh, I know that the music's fine | |
Like sparklin' wine, go and have your fun | |
Laugh and sing, but while we're apart | |
Don't give your heart to anyone | |
But don't forget who's takin' you home | |
And in whose arms you're gonna be | |
So darlin' save the last dance for me Baby, don't you know I love you so | |
Can't you feel it when we touch? | |
I will never, never let you go | |
I love you, oh so much You can dance, go and carry on | |
'Till the night is gone | |
And it's time to go | |
If he asks if you're all alone | |
Can he walk you home, you must tell him no | |
'Cause don't forget who's taking you home | |
And in whose arms you're gonna be | |
Save the last dance for me Oh, I know that the music's fine | |
Like sparklin' wine, go and have your fun | |
Laugh and sing, but while we're apart | |
Don't give your heart to anyone And don't forget who's takin' you home | |
And in whose arms you're gonna be | |
So darling, save the last dance for me So don't forget who's taking you home | |
Or in whose arms you're gonna be | |
So darling, save the last dance for me Oh baby, won't you save the last dance for me? | |
Oh baby, won't you promise that you'll save | |
The last dance for me> | |
Save the last dance, the very last dance for me Now in Vienna there are ten pretty women | |
There's a shoulder where Death comes to cry | |
There's a lobby with nine hundred windows | |
There's a tree where the doves go to die | |
There's a piece that was torn from the morning | |
And it hangs in the Gallery of Frost I, I-I-I | |
Take this waltz, take this waltz | |
Take this waltz with the clamp on its jaws Oh, I want you, I want you, I want you | |
On a chair with a dead magazine | |
In the cave at the tip of the lilly | |
In some hallway where love's never been | |
On a bed where the moon has been sweating | |
In a cry filled with footsteps and sand I, I-I-I | |
Take this waltz, take this waltz | |
Take its broken waist in your hand This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltz | |
With its very own breath of brandy and Death | |
Dragging its tail in the sea There's a concert hall in Vienna | |
Where your mouth had a thousand reviews | |
There's a bar where the boys have stopped talking | |
They've been sentenced to death by the blues | |
Ah, but who is it climbs to your picture | |
With a garland of freshly cut tears? I, I-I-I | |
Take this waltz, take this waltz | |
Take this waltz, it's been dying for years There's an attic where children are playing | |
Where I've got to lie down with you soon | |
In a dream of Hungarian lanterns | |
In the mist of some sweet afternoon | |
And I'll see what you've chained to your sorrow | |
All your sheep and your lillies of snow I, I-I-I | |
Take this waltz, take this waltz | |
With its "I'll never forget you, you know!" This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltz | |
With its very own breath of brandy and Death | |
Dragging its tail in the sea And I'll dance with you in Vienna | |
I'll be wearing a river's disguise | |
The hyacinth wild on my shoulder | |
My mouth on the dew of your thighs | |
And I'll bury my soul in a scrapbook | |
With the photographs there, and the moss | |
And I'll yield to the flood of your beauty | |
My cheap violin and my cross | |
And you'll carry me down on your dancing | |
To the pools that you lift on your wrist | |
Oh my love, oh my love | |
Take this waltz, take this waltz | |
It's yours now, it's all that there is (La-la-la, la-la-la) | |
(La-la-la, la-la-la) | |
(La-la-la, la-la-la) | |
(La-la-la, la-la-la) | |
(La-la-la, la-la-la) | |
(La-la-la, la-la-la) | |
(I, I-I-I) Baby, I've been waiting, | |
I've been waiting night and day | |
I didn't see the time, | |
I waited half my life away | |
There were lots of invitations | |
And I know you sent me some | |
But I was waiting | |
For the miracle, for the miracle to come | |
I know you really loved me | |
But, you see, my hands were tied | |
And I know it must have hurt you, | |
It must have hurt your pride | |
To have to stand beneath my window | |
With your bugle and your drum | |
And me I'm up there waiting | |
For the miracle, for the miracle to come Ah I don't believe you'd like it, | |
You wouldn't like it here | |
There ain't no entertainment | |
And the judgments are severe | |
The Maestro says it's Mozart | |
But it sounds like bubble gum | |
When you're waiting | |
For the miracle, for the miracle to come Waiting for the miracle | |
There's nothing left to do | |
I haven't been this happy | |
Since the end of World War II Nothing left to do | |
When you know that you've been taken | |
Nothing left to do | |
When you're begging for a crumb | |
Nothing left to do | |
When you've got to go on waiting | |
Waiting for the miracle to come I dreamed about you, baby | |
It was just the other night | |
Most of you was naked | |
Ah but some of you was light | |
The sands of time were falling | |
From your fingers and your thumb | |
And you were waiting | |
For the miracle, for the miracle to come Ah baby, let's get married | |
We've been alone too long | |
Let's be alone together | |
Let's see if we're that strong | |
Yeah let's do something crazy, | |
Something absolutely wrong | |
While we're waiting | |
For the miracle, for the miracle to come Nothing left to do | |
When you know that you've been taken | |
Nothing left to do | |
When you're begging for a crumb | |
Nothing left to do | |
When you've got to go on waiting | |
Waiting for the miracle to come When you've fallen on the highway | |
And you're lying in the rain, | |
And they ask you how you're doing | |
Of course you'll say you can't complain | |
If you're squeezed for information, | |
That's when you've got to play it dumb | |
You just say you're out there waiting | |
For the miracle, for the miracle to come You got me singing | |
Even tho' the news is bad | |
You got me singing | |
The only song I ever had You got me singing | |
Ever since the river died | |
You got me thinking | |
Of the places we could hide You got me singing | |
Even though the world is gone | |
You got me thinking | |
I'd like to carry on You got me singing | |
Even tho' it all looks grim | |
You got me singing | |
The Hallelujah hymn You got me singing | |
Like a prisoner in a jail | |
You got me singing | |
Like my pardon's in the mail You got me wishing | |
Our little love would last | |
You got me thinking | |
Like those people of the past You got me singing | |
Even though the world is gone | |
You got me thinking | |
I'd like to carry on You got me singing | |
Even tho' it all went wrong | |
You got me singing | |
The Hallelujah song Whither thou goest, I will go; | |
Wherever thou lodgest, I will lodge: | |
Thy people shall be my people ... | |
Whither thou goest, I will go. (taken from the Book of Ruth, ch.1; v. 16) Ah we're drinking and we're dancing | |
And the band is really happening | |
And the Johnny Walker wisdom running high | |
And my very sweet companion | |
She's the angel of compassion | |
She's rubbing half the world against her thigh | |
And every drinker every dancer | |
Lifts a happy face to thank her | |
The fiddler fiddles something so sublime | |
All the women tear their blouses off | |
And the men they dance on the polka-dots | |
And it's partner found, it's partner lost | |
And it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops | |
It's closing time | |
(Closing time) | |
(Closing time) | |
(Closing time) Yeah the women tear their blouses off | |
And the men they dance on the polka-dots | |
And it's partner found, it's partner lost | |
And it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops | |
It's closing time Ah we're lonely, we're romantic | |
And the cider's laced with acid | |
And the holy spirit's crying, where's the beef? | |
And the moon is swimming naked | |
And the summer night is fragrant | |
With a mighty expectation of relief | |
So we struggle and we stagger | |
Down the snakes and up the ladder | |
To the tower where the blessed hours chime | |
And I swear it happened just like this | |
A sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss | |
The gates of love they budged an inch | |
I can't say much has happened since | |
But closing time | |
(Closing time) | |
(Closing time) | |
(Closing time) I swear it happened just like this | |
A sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss | |
The gates of love they budged an inch | |
I can't say much has happened since | |
(I can't say much has happened since) | |
We're closing time | |
Closing time I loved you for your beauty | |
But that doesn't make a fool of me | |
You were in it for your beauty too | |
And I loved you for your body | |
There's a voice that sounds like god to me | |
Declaring, (declaring) declaring,declaring that your body's really you | |
And I loved you when our love was blessed | |
And I love you now there's nothing left | |
But sorrow and a sense of overtime | |
And I missed you since the place got wrecked | |
And I just don't care what happens next | |
Looks like freedom but it feels like death | |
It's something in between, I guess | |
It's closing time | |
(Closing time) | |
(Closing time) | |
(Closing time) Yeah I missed you since the place got wrecked | |
By the winds of change and the weeds of sex | |
Looks like freedom but it feels like death | |
It's something in between, I guess | |
It's closing time Yeah we're drinking and we're dancing | |
But there's nothing really happening | |
And the place is dead as heaven on a Saturday night | |
And my very close companion | |
Gets me fumbling gets me laughing | |
She's a hundred but she's wearing | |
Something tight | |
And I lift my glass to the awful truth | |
Which you can't reveal to the ears of youth | |
Except to say it isn't worth a dime | |
And the whole damn place goes crazy twice | |
And it's once for the devil and once for Christ | |
But the boss don't like these dizzy heights | |
We're busted in the blinding lights | |
Of closing time | |
(Closing time) | |
(Closing time) | |
(Closing time) The whole damn place goes crazy twice | |
And it's once for the devil and once for Christ | |
But the boss don't like these dizzy heights | |
We're busted in the blinding lights | |
(Busted in the blinding lights) | |
Busted in the blinding lights | |
Of closing time | |
Closing time Oh the women tear their blouses off | |
And the men they dance on the polka-dots | |
It's closing time | |
And it's partner found, it's partner lost | |
And it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops | |
It's closing time | |
I swear it happened just like this | |
A sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss | |
It's closing time (closing time) | |
(Closing time) | |
(Closing time) | |
(Closing time) The gates of love they budged an inch | |
I can't say much has happened since | |
But closing time (closing time, closing time, closing time) I loved you when our love was blessed | |
I love you now there's nothing left | |
But closing time | |
I miss you since the place got wrecked | |
By the winds of change and the weeds of sex Oh, the sisters of mercy, they are not departed or gone | |
They were waiting for me when I thought that I just can't go on | |
And they brought me their comfort and later they brought me this song | |
Oh, I hope you run into them, you who've been travelling so long Yes, you who must leave everything that you cannot control | |
It begins with your family, but soon it comes around to your soul | |
Well, I've been where you're hanging, I think I can see how you're pinned | |
When you're not feeling holy, your loneliness says that you've sinned Well, they lay down beside me, I made my confession to them | |
They touched both my eyes and I touched the dew on their hem | |
If your life is a leaf that the seasons tear off and condemn | |
They will bind you with love that is graceful and green as a stem When I left they were sleeping, I hope you run into them soon | |
Don't turn on the lights, you can read their address by the moon | |
And you won't make me jealous if I hear that they sweetened your night | |
We weren't lovers like that and besides, it would still be all right | |
We weren't lovers like that and besides, it would still be all right Store Room Its not the wind that keeps you up, | |
Its not the snow | |
Its not the moon | |
coming like a headlight | |
through your window | |
Its not the thumbnail of a screen | |
That scrapes away your dream It's just this man, | |
Taking what he needs, | |
From the store room, Its not the news of burning towns | |
That ruins your mind | |
like a spoon you turn and you turn | |
But it wont unwind | |
Though these wars you did not start | |
They dont tear your sleep apart It's just a man, | |
Taking what he needs, | |
From the store room, And now this woman by your side | |
Well shes is asleep | |
And there's nothing you can give her, | |
and there's nothing you want to keep | |
You don't even try to prove that the noise is | |
neighbours making love. It's just a man, | |
Taking what he needs, | |
From the store room, Well go to sleep and change the locks | |
When you wake up | |
Share your toast maybe | |
spill some coffee from your cup | |
Oh theres nothing left to choose | |
And there is so much more to loose. Theres this man, | |
Taking what he needs, | |
From the store room, Its not the wind that keeps you up, | |
Its not the snow | |
Its not the moon | |
coming like a headlight | |
through your window | |
Its not the thumbnail of a screen | |
That scrapes away your dream It's just a man, | |
Taking what he needs, | |
From the store room, Its not the news of burning towns | |
That ruins your mind | |
like a spoon you turn and you turn | |
But wont unwind | |
No these wars you did not start | |
They dont tear your sleep apart It's just a man, | |
Taking what he needs, | |
From the store room, And now the woman by your side | |
Well shes awake | |
But there's nothing you can give her, | |
and there's nothing you want to take | |
You don't even try to prove that the noise is | |
neighbours making love. It's just a man, | |
Taking what he needs, | |
From the store room, Oh go to sleep and change the locks | |
When you wake up | |
Share your toast maybe | |
spill a little coffee from your cup | |
Hes got nothing left to choose | |
And youve got so much more to loose. It's just a man, | |
Taking what he needs, | |
From the store room, It's four in the morning, the end of December | |
I'm writing you now just to see if you're better | |
New York is cold, but I like where I'm living | |
There's music on Clinton Street all through the evening I hear that you're building your little house deep in the desert | |
You're living for nothing now, I hope you're keeping some kind of record Yes, and Jane came by with a lock of your hair | |
She said that you gave it to her | |
That night that you planned to go clear | |
Did you ever go clear? Ah, the last time we saw you you looked so much older | |
Your famous blue raincoat was torn at the shoulder | |
You'd been to the station to meet every train, and | |
You came home without Lili Marlene And you treated my woman to a flake of your life | |
And when she came back she was nobody's wife Well I see you there with the rose in your teeth | |
One more thin gypsy thief | |
Well, I see Jane's awake | |
She sends her regards And what can I tell you my brother, my killer | |
What can I possibly say? | |
I guess that I miss you, I guess I forgive you | |
I'm glad you stood in my way If you ever come by here, for Jane or for me | |
Well, your enemy is sleeping, and his woman is free Yes, and thanks, for the trouble you took from her eyes | |
I thought it was there for good so I never tried And Jane came by with a lock of your hair | |
She said that you gave it to her | |
That night that you planned to go clear Sincerely, L Cohen When they poured across the border | |
I was cautioned to surrender | |
This I could not do | |
I took my gun and vanished. I have changed my name so often | |
I've lost my wife and children | |
But I have many friends | |
And some of them are with me An old woman gave us shelter | |
Kept us hidden in the garret | |
Then the soldiers came | |
She died without a whisper There were three of us this morning | |
I'm the only one this evening | |
But I must go on | |
The frontiers are my prison Oh, the wind, the wind is blowing | |
Through the graves the wind is blowing | |
Freedom soon will come | |
Then we'll come from the shadows Les Allemands étaient chez moi | |
Ils me dirent, "résigne toi" | |
Mais je n'ai pas peur | |
J'ai repris mon âme J'ai changé cent fois de nom | |
J'ai perdu femme et enfants | |
Mais j'ai tant d'amis | |
J'ai la France entière Un vieil homme dans un grenier | |
Pour la nuit nous a caché | |
Les Allemands l'ont pris | |
Il est mort sans surprise Oh, the wind, the wind is blowing | |
Through the graves the wind is blowing | |
Freedom soon will come | |
Then we'll come from the shadows I asked my father, | |
I said, "father change my name." | |
The one I'm using now it's covered up | |
With fear and filth and cowardice and shame. Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me, | |
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me. He said, "i locked you in this body, | |
I meant it as a kind of trial. | |
You can use it for a weapon, | |
Or to make some woman smile." Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me, | |
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me. "then let me start again," i cried, | |
"please let me start again, | |
I want a face that's fair this time, | |
I want a spirit that is calm." Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me, | |
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me. "i never never turned aside," he said, | |
"i never walked away. | |
It was you who built the temple, | |
It was you who covered up my face." Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me, | |
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me. And may the spirit of this song, | |
May it rise up pure and free. | |
May it be a shield for you, | |
A shield against the enemy. Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me, | |
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me. Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me, | |
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me. Un Canadien Errant (A wandering Canadian,) | |
Banni de ses foyers, (banned from his hearths,) | |
Parcourait en pleurant (travelled while crying) | |
Des pays etrangers. (in foreign lands.) | |
Parcourait en pleurant (travelled while crying) | |
Des pays etrangers. (in foreign lands.) | |
Un jour, triste et pensif, (One day, sad and pensive,) | |
Assis au bord des flots, (sitting by the flowing waters,) | |
Au courant fugitif (to the fleeing current) | |
Il adressa ces mots: (he addressed these words:) | |
Au courant fugitif (to the fleeing current) | |
Il adressa ces mots: (he addressed these words:) "Si tu vois mon pays, (If you see my country,) | |
Mon pays malheureux, (my unhappy country,) | |
Va dire a mes amis (go tell my friends) | |
Que je me souviens d'eux. (that I remember them.) | |
Va dire a mes amis (go tell my friends) | |
Que je me souviens d'eux. (that I remember them.) O jours si pleins d'appas, (O days so full of charms,) | |
Vous etes disparus... (you have vanished...) | |
Et ma patrie, helas! (And my native land, alas!) | |
Je ne la verrai plus. (I will see it no more.) | |
Et ma patrie, helas! (And my native land, alas!) | |
Je ne la verrai plus. (I will see it no more.) If it be your will | |
That I speak no more | |
And my voice be still | |
As it was before | |
I will speak no more | |
I shall abide until | |
I am spoken for | |
If it be your will | |
If it be your will | |
That a voice be true | |
From this broken hill | |
I will sing to you | |
From this broken hill | |
All your praises they shall ring | |
If it be your will | |
To let me sing From this broken hill | |
All your praises they shall ring | |
If it be your will | |
To let me sing If it be your will | |
If there is a choice | |
Let the rivers fill | |
Let the hills rejoice | |
Let your mercy spill | |
On all these burning hearts in hell | |
If it be your will | |
To make us well And draw us near | |
And bind us tight | |
All your children here | |
In their rags of light | |
In our rags of light | |
All dressed to kill | |
And end this night | |
If it be your will If it be your will I caught the darkness, it was drinking from your cup | |
I caught the darkness drinking from your cup | |
I said is this contagious? | |
You said just drink it up. I got no future, | |
I know my days are few | |
The present's not that pleasant | |
Just a lot of things to do | |
I thought the past would last me | |
But the darkness got that too I shoulda seen it coming | |
It was right behind your eyes | |
You were young and it was summer | |
I just had to take a dive | |
When I knew was easy, the darkness was the price. I don't smoke no cigarette, I don't drink no alcohol | |
I ain't had much loving yet | |
But that's always been your call | |
Hey I don't miss it baby | |
I got no taste for anything at all I used to love the rainbow | |
And I used to love the view | |
Another early morning, I'd pretend that it was you | |
But I caught the darkness baby | |
And I got it worse than you I caught the darkness, it was drinking from your cup | |
I caught the darkness, drinking from your cup | |
I said is this contagious? | |
You said just drink it up Well, my friends are gone and my hair is grey | |
I ache in the places where I used to play | |
And I'm crazy for love but I'm not coming on | |
I'm just paying my rent every day in the Tower of Song I said to Hank Williams, how lonely does it get? | |
Hank Williams hasn't answered yet | |
But I hear him coughing all night long | |
Oh, a hundred floors above me in the Tower of Song I was born like this, I had no choice | |
I was born with the gift of a golden voice | |
And twenty-seven angels from the Great Beyond | |
They tied me to this table right here in the Tower of Song So you can stick your little pins in that voodoo doll | |
I'm very sorry, baby, doesn't look like me at all | |
I'm standing by the window where the light is strong | |
Ah, they don't let a woman kill you, not in the Tower of Song Now, you can say that I've grown bitter but of this you may be sure | |
The rich have got their channels in the bedrooms of the poor | |
And there's a mighty judgment coming, but I may be wrong | |
You see, you hear these funny voices in the Tower of Song I see you standing on the other side | |
I don't know how the river got so wide | |
I loved you baby, way back when | |
And all the bridges are burning that we might have crossed | |
But I feel so close to everything that we lost | |
We'll never, we'll never have to lose it again Now I bid you farewell, I don't know when I'll be back | |
They're moving us tomorrow to that tower down the track | |
But you'll be hearing from me baby, long after I'm gone | |
I'll be speaking to you sweetly from a window in the Tower of Song Yeah, my friends are gone and my hair is gray | |
I ache in the places where I used to play | |
And I'm crazy for love but I'm not coming on | |
I'm just paying my rent every day in the Tower of Song I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel | |
You were talking so brave and so free | |
Giving me head on the unmade bed | |
While the limousines wait in the street | |
And those were the reasons and that was New York | |
I was running for the money and the flesh | |
That was called love for the workers in song | |
It still is for those of us left. | |
But you got away, didn't you, baby? | |
You just threw it all to the crowd | |
You got away, they can't pay you now | |
For making your sweet little song | |
I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel, | |
In the winter of 67 | |
My friends of that year they were all trying to go queer | |
And me I was just getting even | |
And those were the reasons and that was New York | |
I was running for the money and the flesh | |
That was called love for the workers in song | |
It still is for those of us left | |
But you got away, didn't you, baby? | |
You just threw it all to the crowd | |
You got away, they can't pay you now | |
For making your sweet little song I loved you for a long, long time | |
I know this love is real | |
It don't matter how it all went wrong | |
That don't change the way I feel | |
And I can't believe that time is | |
Gonna heal this wound I'm speaking of | |
There ain't no cure, there ain't no cure, there ain't no cure for love I'm aching for you baby | |
I can't pretend I'm not | |
I need to see you naked | |
In your body and your thought | |
I've got you like a habit | |
And I'll never get enough | |
There ain't no cure, there ain't no cure, there ain't no cure for love (There ain't no cure for love) | |
(There ain't no cure for love) | |
All the rocket ships are climbing through the sky | |
The holy books are open wide | |
The doctors working day and night | |
But they'll never ever find that cure for love | |
(There ain't no drink, no drug) ah, tell them, angels | |
(There's nothing pure enough to be a cure for love) I see you in the subway and I see you on the bus | |
I see you lying down with me, I see you waking up | |
I see your hand, I see your hair | |
Your bracelets and your brush | |
And I call to you, I call to you | |
But I don't call soft enough | |
There ain't no cure, there ain't no cure, there ain't no cure for love I walked into this empty church, I had no place else to go | |
When the sweetest voice I ever heard whispered to my soul | |
I don't need to be forgiven for loving you so much | |
It's written in the scriptures | |
It's written there in blood | |
And I even heard the angels declare it from above | |
There ain't no cure, there ain't no cure, there ain't no cure for love (There ain't no cure for love) | |
(There ain't no cure for love) | |
All the rocket ships are climbing through the sky | |
The holy books are open wide | |
The doctors working day and night | |
But they'll never-ever find that (cure for love), that cure for love | |
(That cure for love) | |
(There ain't no cure for love) | |
(No cure for love, there ain't no cure for love) There was a child named Bernadette | |
I heard the story long ago | |
She saw the Queen of Heaven once | |
And kept the vision in her soul | |
No one believed what she had seen | |
No one believed what she heard | |
But there were sorrows to be here | |
And mercy, mercy in this world So many hearts I find, broke like yours and mine | |
Torn by what we've done and can't undo | |
I just want to hold you, come on let me hold you | |
Like Bernadette would do We've been around, we fall, we fly | |
We mostly fall, we mostly run | |
And every now and then we try | |
To mend the damage that we've done | |
Tonight, tonight I just can't rest | |
I've got this joy inside my breast | |
To think that I did not forget that child | |
That song of Bernadette So many hearts I find, broke like yours and mine | |
Torn by what we've done and can't undo | |
I just want to hold you, won't let me hold you | |
Like Bernadette would do | |
I just want to hold you, come on let me hold you | |
Like Bernadette would do The war was lost | |
The treaty signed | |
I was not caught | |
I crossed the line I was not caught | |
Though many tried | |
I live among you | |
Well disguised I had to leave | |
My life behind | |
I dug some graves | |
You'll never find The story's told | |
With facts and lies | |
I have a name | |
But nevermind Nevermind | |
Nevermind | |
The war was lost | |
The treaty signed There's truth that lives | |
And truth that dies | |
I don't know which | |
So nevermind Your victory | |
Was so complete | |
Some among you | |
Thought to keep A record of | |
Our little lives | |
The clothes we wore | |
Our spoons, our knives The games of luck | |
Our soldiers played | |
The stones we cut | |
The songs we made Our law of peace | |
Which understands | |
A husband leads | |
A wife commands And all of this | |
Expressions of | |
The sweet indifference | |
Some call love The high indifference | |
Some call fate | |
But we had names | |
More intimate Names so deep and | |
Names so true | |
They're blood to me | |
They're dust to you There is no need | |
That this survive | |
There's truth that lives | |
And truth that dies Nevermind | |
Nevermind | |
I live the life | |
I left behind There's truth that lives | |
And truth that dies | |
I don't know which | |
So nevermind I could not kill | |
The way you kill | |
I could not hate | |
I tried I failed You turned me in | |
At least you tried | |
You side with them | |
Whom you despise This was your heart | |
This swarm of flies | |
This was once your mouth | |
This bowl of lies You serve them well | |
I'm not surprised | |
You're of their kin | |
You're of their kind Nevermind | |
Nevermind | |
I had to leave my life behind | |
The story's told | |
With facts and lies | |
You own the world | |
So nevermind Nevermind | |
Nevermind | |
I live the life | |
I left behind I live it full | |
I live it wide | |
Through layers of time | |
You can't divide My woman's here | |
My children too | |
Their graves are safe | |
From ghosts like you In places deep | |
With roots entwined | |
I live the life I left behind The war was lost | |
The treaty signed | |
I was not caught | |
I crossed the line I was not caught | |
Though many tried | |
I live among you | |
Well disguised It's coming through a hole in the air | |
From those nights in Tiananmen Square | |
It's coming from the feel | |
That this ain't exactly real | |
Or it's real, but it ain't exactly there | |
From the wars against disorder | |
From the sirens night and day | |
From the fires of the homeless | |
From the ashes of the gay | |
Democracy is coming to the USA | |
It's coming through a crack in the wall | |
On a visionary flood of alcohol | |
From the staggering account | |
Of the Sermon on the Mount | |
Which I don't pretend to understand at all | |
It's coming from the silence | |
On the dock of the bay, | |
From the brave, the bold, the battered | |
Heart of Chevrolet | |
Democracy is coming to the USA It's coming from the sorrow in the street | |
The holy places where the races meet | |
From the homicidal bitchin' | |
That goes down in every kitchen | |
To determine who will serve and who will eat | |
From the wells of disappointment | |
Where the women kneel to pray | |
For the grace of God in the desert here | |
And the desert far away: | |
Democracy is coming to the USA Sail on, sail on | |
Oh mighty ship of State | |
To the shores of need | |
Past the reefs of greed | |
Through the Squalls of hate | |
Sail on, sail on, sail on, sail on It's coming to America first | |
The cradle of the best and of the worst | |
It's here they got the range | |
And the machinery for change | |
And it's here they got the spiritual thirst | |
It's here the family's broken | |
And it's here the lonely say | |
That the heart has got to open | |
In a fundamental way | |
Democracy is coming to the USA It's coming from the women and the men | |
Oh baby, we'll be making love again | |
We'll be going down so deep | |
The river's going to weep, | |
And the mountain's going to shout Amen | |
It's coming like the tidal flood | |
Beneath the lunar sway | |
Imperial, mysterious | |
In amorous array | |
Democracy is coming to the USA Sail on, sail on | |
O mighty ship of State | |
To the shores of need | |
Past the reefs of greed | |
Through the squalls of hate | |
Sail on, sail on, sail on, sail on I'm sentimental, if you know what I mean | |
I love the country but I can't stand the scene | |
And I'm neither left or right | |
I'm just staying home tonight | |
Getting lost in that hopeless little screen | |
But I'm stubborn as those garbage bags | |
As time cannot decay | |
I'm junk but I'm still holding up this little wild bouquet | |
Democracy is coming to the USA | |
To the USA Si tu savais comme on s'ennuie | |
À la Manic | |
Tu m'écrirais bien plus souvent | |
À la Manicouagan | |
Parfois je pense à toi si fort | |
Je recrée ton âme et ton corps | |
Je te regarde et m'émerveille | |
Je me prolonge en toi | |
Comme le fleuve dans la mer | |
Et la fleur dans l'abeille Que deviennent quand j'suis pas là , | |
Mon bel amour, | |
Ton front doux comme fine soie | |
Et tes yeux de velours? | |
Te tournes-tu vers la côte nord | |
Pour voir un peu, pour voir encore | |
Ma main qui te fait signe d'attendre? | |
Soir et matin je tends les bras | |
Je te rejoins où que tu sois | |
Et je te garde Dis-moi c' qui s' passe à Trois-Rivières | |
Et à Québec | |
Là où la vie a tant à faire | |
Et tout c' qu'on fait avec | |
Dis-moi c' qui s' passe à Montréal, | |
Dans les rues sales et transversales | |
Où tu es toujours la plus belle, | |
Car la laideur ne t'atteint pas, | |
Toi que j'aimerai jusqu'au trépas, | |
Mon éternelle Nous autres on fait les fanfarons | |
À coeur de jour | |
Mais on est tous de bons larrons | |
Cloués à leurs amours. | |
Y en a qui jouent de la guitare, | |
D'autres qui jouent d' l'accordéon | |
Pour passer l' temps quand y est trop long | |
Mais moi, je joue de mes amours | |
Et je danse en disant ton nom, | |
Tellement je t'aime Si tu savais comme on s'ennuie | |
À la Manic | |
Tu m'écrirais bien plus souvent | |
À la Manicouagan | |
Si t'as pas grand'chose à me dire, | |
Écris cent fois les mots «Je t'aime»: | |
Ça fera le plus beau des poèmes. | |
Je le lirai cent fois... | |
Cent fois cent fois c'est pas beaucoup | |
Pour ceux qui s'aiment Si tu savais comme on s'ennuie | |
À la Manic | |
Tu m'écrirais bien plus souvent | |
À la Manicouagan. Tell me again | |
When I've been to the river | |
And I've taken the edge off my thirst | |
Tell me again | |
We're alone and I'm listening | |
I'm listening so hard that it hurts | |
Tell me again | |
When I'm clean and I'm sober | |
Tell me again | |
When I've seen through the horror | |
Tell me again | |
Tell me over and over | |
Tell me that you want me then Amen | |
Amen | |
Amen | |
Amen Tell me again | |
When the victims are singing | |
And the laws of remorse are restored | |
Tell me again | |
That you know what I'm thinking | |
But vengeance belongs to the Lord | |
Tell me again | |
When I'm clean and I'm sober | |
Tell me again | |
When I've seen through the horror | |
Tell me again | |
Tell me over and over | |
Tell me that you love me then Amen | |
Amen | |
Amen | |
Amen Tell me again | |
When the day has been ransomed | |
And the night has no right to begin | |
Try me again | |
When the angels are panting | |
And scratching at the door to come in | |
Tell me again | |
When I'm clean and I'm sober | |
Tell me again | |
When I've seen through the horror | |
Tell me again | |
Tell me over and over | |
Tell me that you need me then Amen | |
Amen | |
Amen | |
Amen Tell me again | |
When the filth of the butcher | |
Is washed in the blood of the lamb | |
Tell me again | |
When the rest of the culture | |
Has passed through the eye of the camp | |
Tell me again | |
When I'm clean and I'm sober | |
Tell me again | |
When I've seen through the horror | |
Tell me again | |
Tell me over and over | |
Tell me that you love me then Amen | |
Amen | |
Amen | |
Amen I knew that it was wrong | |
I didn't have a doubt | |
I was dying to get back home | |
And you were starting out I said I best be moving on | |
You said, we have all day | |
You smiled at me like I was young it | |
Took my breath away Your crazy fragrance all around | |
Your secrets all in view | |
My lost, my lost was saying found | |
My don't was saying do Let's keep it on the level | |
When I walked away from you | |
I turned my back on the devil | |
Turned my back on the angel too They ought to give my heart a medal | |
For letting go of you | |
When I turned my back on the devil | |
Turned my back on the angel too Now I'm living in this temple | |
Where they tell you what to do | |
I'm old and I've had to settle | |
On a different point of view I was fighting with temptation | |
But I didn't want to win | |
A man like me don't like to see | |
Temptation caving in Your crazy fragrance all around | |
Your secrets all in view | |
My lost, my lost was saying found | |
My don't was saying do Let's keep it on the level | |
When I walked away from you | |
I turned my back on the devil | |
Turned my back on the angel too They ought to give my heart a medal | |
For letting go of you | |
When I turned my back on the devil | |
Turned my back on the angel too They ought to give my heart a medal | |
For letting go of you | |
When I turned my back on the devil | |
Turned my back on the angel too O gather up the brokenness | |
And bring it to me now | |
The fragrance of those promises | |
You never dared to vow The splinters that you carry | |
The cross you left behind | |
Come healing of the body | |
Come healing of the mind And let the heavens hear it | |
The penitential hymn | |
Come healing of the spirit | |
Come healing of the limb Behold the gates of mercy | |
In arbitrary space | |
And none of us deserving | |
The cruelty or the grace O solitude of longing | |
Where love has been confined | |
Come healing of the body | |
Come healing of the mind O see the darkness yielding | |
That tore the light apart | |
Come healing of the reason | |
Come healing of the heart O troubled dust concealing | |
An undivided love | |
The heart beneath is teaching | |
To the broken heart above Let the heavens falter | |
Let the earth proclaim | |
Come healing of the altar | |
Come healing of the name O longing of the branches | |
To lift the little bud | |
O longing of the arteries | |
To purify the blood And let the heavens hear it | |
The penitential hymn | |
Come healing of the spirit | |
Come healing of the limb O let the heavens hear it | |
The penitential hymn | |
Come healing of the spirit | |
Come healing of the limb Now the flames they followed joan of arc | |
As she came riding through the dark; | |
No moon to keep her armour bright, | |
No man to get her through this very smoky night. | |
She said, I'm tired of the war, | |
I want the kind of work I had before, | |
A wedding dress or something white | |
To wear upon my swollen appetite. Well, I'm glad to hear you talk this way, | |
You know I've watched you riding every day | |
And something in me yearns to win | |
Such a cold and lonesome heroine. | |
And who are you? she sternly spoke | |
To the one beneath the smoke. | |
Why, I'm fire, he replied, | |
And I love your solitude, I love your pride. Then fire, make your body cold, | |
I'm going to give you mine to hold, | |
Saying this she climbed inside | |
To be his one, to be his only bride. | |
And deep into his fiery heart | |
He took the dust of joan of arc, | |
And high above the wedding guests | |
He hung the ashes of her wedding dress. It was deep into his fiery heart | |
He took the dust of joan of arc, | |
And then she clearly understood | |
If he was fire, oh then she must be wood. | |
I saw her wince, I saw her cry, | |
I saw the glory in her eye. | |
Myself I long for love and light, | |
But must it come so cruel, and oh so bright? Did I ever love you | |
Did I ever need you | |
Did I ever fight you | |
Did I ever want to Did I ever leave you | |
Was I ever able | |
Or are we still leaning | |
Across the old table Was it ever settled | |
Was it ever over | |
And is it still raining | |
Back in November The lemon trees blossom | |
The almond trees whither | |
Was I ever someone | |
Who could love you forever Did I ever love you | |
Does it really matter | |
Did I ever fight you | |
You don't need to answer Did I ever leave you | |
Was I ever able | |
And are we still leaning | |
Across the old table Getting sick of starting over | |
On the same | |
Argument | |
We could sit around and talk it over | |
Or take a trip | |
To clear our minds | |
At the entrance of Mount Wilson | |
It's feeling like the right decision | |
Some times you go outside | |
To get inside | |
If I could only hear you say | |
That you are down but you're ok | |
We should have said the things we felt | |
Is it too late | |
Park the car and hit the trail | |
The air feels sharp | |
On our skin | |
We'll see the snow as it is melting | |
Spring must be on | |
Her way again | |
We didn't see her coming for us | |
I guess that's mother nature's way | |
Sometimes you go outside | |
To get inside | |
If I could only hear you say | |
That you are down but you're ok | |
We should have said the things we felt | |
Is it too late | |
Trapped beneath the wall of snow | |
You're only ten | |
Feet away | |
Silence has a way of speaking | |
Only now | |
Do we understand | |
If I could only hear you say | |
That you are down but you're ok | |
We should have said the things we felt | |
Is it too late I lit a thin green candle to make you jealous of me, | |
But the room just filled up with mosquitoes, they heard that my body was free | |
Then I took the dust of a long sleepless night and I put it in your little shoe | |
And then I confess that I tortured the dress that you wore for the world to look through I showed my heart to the doctor. He said I'd just have to quit | |
Then he wrote himself a prescription, your name was mentioned in it | |
Then he locked himself in a library shelf with the details of our honeymoon | |
And I hear from the nurse that he's gotten much worse and his practice is all in a ruin I heard of a saint who had loved you, I studied all night in his school | |
He taught that the duty of lovers is to tarnish the golden rule | |
And just when I was sure that his teachings were pure he drowned himself in the pool | |
His body is gone but back here on the lawn his spirit continues to drool An Eskimo showed me a movie he'd recently taken of you | |
The poor man could hardly stop shivering, his lips and his fingers were blue | |
I suppose that he froze when the wind tore off your clothes | |
And I guess he just never got warm, but you stand there so nice in your blizzard of ice | |
Oh please let me come into the storm Sometimes I find I get to | |
Thinking of the past | |
We swore to each other then | |
Our love would surely last You kept right on loving | |
I went on a fast | |
Now I am too thin | |
And your love is too vast But I know from your eyes | |
And I know from your smile | |
That tonight will be fine | |
Will be fine, will be fine, will be fine | |
For a while I choose the rooms that I live in with care | |
The windows are small and the walls almost bare | |
There's only one bed and there's only one prayer | |
I listen all night for your step on the stair But I know from your eyes | |
And I know from your smile | |
That tonight will be fine | |
Will be fine, will be fine, will be fine | |
For a while Oh, sometimes I see her undressing for me | |
She's the soft naked lady love meant her to be | |
And she's moving her body so brave and so free | |
If I've got to remember that's a fine memory And I know from her eyes | |
And I know from her smile | |
That tonight will be fine | |
Will be fine, will be fine, will be fine | |
For a while And I know | |
And I know | |
And I know Suddenly the night has grown colder | |
The god of love preparing to depart | |
Alexandra hoisted on his shoulder, | |
They slip between the sentries of the heart Upheld by the simplicities of pleasure | |
They gain the light, they formlessly entwine | |
And radiant beyond your widest measure | |
They fall among the voices and the wine It's not a trick, your senses all deceiving | |
A fitful dream, the morning will exhaust | |
Say goodbye to Alexandra leaving | |
Then say goodbye to Alexandra lost Even though she sleeps upon your satin | |
Even though she wakes you with a kiss | |
Do not say the moment was imagined | |
Do not stoop to strategies like this As someone long prepared for this to happen | |
Go firmly to the window, drink it in | |
Exquisite music Alexandra laughing | |
Your first commitments tangible again And you who had the honor of her evening, | |
And by the honor had your own restored | |
Say goodbye to Alexandra leaving | |
Alexandra leaving with her Lord Even though she sleeps upon your satin | |
Even though she wakes you with a kiss | |
Do not say the moment was imagined | |
Do not stoop to strategies like this As someone long prepared for the occasion | |
In full command of every plan you wrecked | |
Do not choose a coward's explanation | |
that hides behind the cause and the effect And you who were bewildered by a meaning | |
Whose code was broken, crucifix uncrossed | |
Say goodbye to Alexandra leaving | |
Then say goodbye to Alexandra lost Say goodbye to Alexandra leaving | |
Then say goodbye to Alexandra lost It`s going to happen very soon. | |
The great event which will end the horror. | |
Which will end the sorrow. | |
Next Tuesday, when the sun goes down, | |
I will play the Moonlight Sonata backwards. This will reverse the effects of the world`s mad plunge into suffering, | |
For the last 200 million years. | |
What a lovely night that would be. | |
What a sigh of relief, as the senile robins become bright red again, And the retired nightingales, | |
Pick up their dusty tails, | |
And assert the majesty of creation! Maybe I'm still hurting | |
I can't turn the other cheek | |
But you know that I still love you | |
It's just that I can't speak | |
I looked for you in everyone | |
And they called me on that too | |
I lived alone but I was only | |
Coming back to you Ah they're shutting down the factory now | |
Just when all the bills are due | |
And the fields they're under lock and key | |
Tho' the rain and the sun come through | |
And springtime starts but then it stops | |
In the name of something new | |
And all the senses rise against this | |
Coming back to you And they're handing down my sentence now | |
And I know what I must do | |
Another mile of silence while I'm | |
Coming back to you There are many in your life | |
And many still to be | |
Since you are a shining light | |
There's many that you'll see | |
But I have to deal with envy | |
When you choose the precious few | |
Who've left their pride on the other side of | |
Coming back to you Even in your arms I know | |
I'll never get it right | |
Even when you bend to give me | |
Comfort in the night | |
I've got to have your word on this | |
Or none of it is true | |
And all I've said was just instead of | |
Coming back to you I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel, | |
You were talking so brave and so sweet, | |
Giving me head on the unmade bed, | |
While the limousines wait in the street. | |
Those were the reasons and that was New York, | |
We were running for the money and the flesh. | |
And that was called love for the workers in song | |
Probably still is for those of them left. Ah but you got away, didn't you babe, | |
You just turned your back on the crowd, | |
You got away, I never once heard you say, | |
I need you, I don't need you, | |
I need you, I don't need you | |
And all of that jiving around. I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel | |
You were famous, your heart was a legend. | |
You told me again you preferred handsome men | |
But for me you would make an exception. | |
And clenching your fist for the ones like us | |
Who are oppressed by the figures of beauty, | |
You fixed yourself, you said, "Well never mind, | |
We are ugly but we have the music." And then you got away, didn't you babe | |
I don't mean to suggest that I loved you the best, | |
I can't keep track of each fallen robin. | |
I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel, | |
That's all, I don't even think of you that often. I've seen you change the water into wine | |
I've seen you change it back to water too | |
I sit at your table every night | |
I try but I just don't get high with you I wish there was a treaty we could sign | |
I do not care who takes this bloody hill | |
I'm angry and I'm tired all the time | |
I wish there was a treaty | |
I wish there was a treaty | |
Between your love and mine They're dancing in the street, it's Jubilee | |
We sold ourselves for love but now we're free | |
I'm sorry for the ghost I made you be | |
Only one of us was real and that was me I haven't said a word since you've been gone | |
That any liar couldn't say as well | |
I just can't believe the static coming on | |
You were my ground, my safe and sound | |
You were my aerial The fields are crying out, it's Jubilee | |
We sold ourselves for love but now we're free | |
I'm sorry for the ghost I made you be | |
Only one of us was real and that was me I heard the snake was baffled by his sin | |
He shed his scales to find the snake within | |
But born again is born without a skin | |
The poison enters into everything And I wish there was a treaty we could sign | |
I do not care who takes this bloody hill | |
I'm angry and I'm tired all the time | |
I wish there was a treaty | |
I wish there was a treaty | |
Between your love and mine I was dancin' with my darlin' to the Tennessee Waltz | |
When an old friend I happened to see | |
I introduced him/her to my loved one and while they were dancin' | |
My friend stole my sweetheart from me I remember the night and the Tennessee Waltz | |
Now I know just how much I have lost | |
Yes, I lost my little darlin' the night they were playing | |
The beautiful Tennessee Waltz I was dancin' with my darlin' to the Tennessee Waltz | |
When an old friend I happened to see | |
I introduced him/her to my loved one and while they were dancin' | |
My friend stole my sweetheart from me I remember the night and the Tennessee Waltz | |
Now I know just how much I have lost | |
Yes, I lost my little darlin' the night they were playing | |
The beautiful Tennessee Waltz Wasn't hard to love you | |
Didn't have to try | |
Wasn't hard to love you | |
Didn't have to try | |
Held you for a little while | |
My Oh My Oh My Drove you to the station | |
Never asked you why | |
Drove you to the station | |
Never asked you why | |
Held you for a little while | |
My Oh My Oh My All the boys are waving | |
Trying to catch your eye | |
All the boys are waving | |
Trying to catch your eye | |
Held you for a little while | |
My Oh My Oh My Wasn't hard to love you | |
Didn't have to try | |
Wasn't hard to love you | |
Didn't have to try | |
Held you for a little while | |
My Oh My Oh My I tried to leave you, I don't deny | |
I closed the book on us, at least a hundred times | |
I'd wake up every morning by your side The years go by, you lose your pride | |
The baby's crying, so you do not go outside | |
And all your work it's right before your eyes Goodnight, my darling, I hope you're satisfied | |
The bed is kind of narrow, but my arms are open wide | |
And here's a man still working for your smile If the sun would lose its light | |
And we lived an endless night | |
And there was nothing left | |
That you could feel | |
That's how it would be | |
My life would seem to me | |
If I didn't have your love | |
To make it real If the stars were all unpinned | |
And a cold and bitter wind | |
Swallowed up the world | |
Without a trace | |
Oh well that's where I would be | |
What my life would seem to me | |
If I couldn't lift the veil | |
And see your face And if no leaves were on the tree | |
And no water in the sea | |
And the break of day | |
Had nothing to reveal | |
That's how broken I would be | |
What my life would seem to me | |
If I didn't have your love | |
To make it real If the sun would lose its light | |
And we lived an endless night | |
And there was nothing left | |
That you could feel | |
If the sea were sand alone | |
And the flowers made of stone | |
And no one that you hurt | |
Could ever heal | |
Well that's how broken I would be | |
What my life would seem to me | |
If I didn't have your love | |
To make it real The door it opened slowly | |
My father he came in | |
I was nine years old | |
And he stood so tall above me | |
His blue eyes they were shining | |
And his voice was very cold He said, "I've had a vision | |
And you know I'm strong and holy | |
I must do what I've been told" | |
So he started up the mountain | |
I was running, he was walking | |
And his axe was made of gold Well, the trees they got much smaller | |
The lake, a lady's mirror | |
We stopped to drink some wine | |
Then he threw the bottle over | |
Broke a minute later | |
And he put his hand on mine Thought I saw an eagle | |
But it might have been a vulture | |
I never could decide | |
Then my father built an altar | |
He looked once behind his shoulder | |
He knew I would not hide You who build these altars now | |
To sacrifice these children | |
You must not do it anymore | |
A scheme is not a vision | |
And you never have been tempted | |
By a demon or a God You who stand above them now | |
Your hatchets blunt and bloody | |
You were not there before | |
When I lay upon a mountain | |
And my father's hand was trembling | |
With the beauty of the word And if you call me brother now | |
Forgive me if I inquire | |
"Just according to whose plan?" | |
When it all comes down to dust | |
I will kill you if I must | |
I will help you if I can When it all comes down to dust | |
I will help you if I must | |
I will kill you if I can | |
And mercy on our uniform | |
Man of peace or man of war | |
The peacock spreads his fan I'm traveling light | |
It's au revoir | |
My once so bright | |
My fallen star I'm running late | |
They'll close the bar | |
I used to play | |
One mean guitar I guess I'm just | |
Somebody who | |
Has given up | |
On the me and you | |
I'm not alone | |
I've met a few | |
Traveling light like | |
We used to do Goodnight goodnight | |
My fallen star | |
I guess you're right | |
You always are I know you're right | |
About the blues | |
You live some life | |
You'd never choose I'm just a fool | |
A dreamer who | |
Forgot to dream | |
Of the me and you | |
I'm not alone | |
I've met a few | |
Traveling light like | |
We used to do Traveling light | |
It's au revoir | |
My once so bright | |
My fallen star I'm running late | |
They'll close the bar | |
I used to play | |
One mean guitar I guess I'm just | |
Somebody who | |
Has given up | |
On the me and you | |
I'm not alone | |
I've met a few | |
Traveling light like | |
We used to do But if the road | |
Leads back to you | |
Must I forget | |
The things I knew | |
When I was friends | |
With one or two | |
Traveling light like | |
We used to do | |
I'm traveling light Frankie Lane, he was singing Jezebel | |
I pinned an Iron Cross to my lapel | |
I walked up to the tallest and the blondest girl | |
I said, Look, you don't know me now but very soon you will | |
So won't you let me see | |
I said "won't you let me see" | |
I said "won't you let me see | |
Your naked body?" Just dance me to the dark side of the gym | |
Chances are I'll let you do most anything | |
I know you're hungry, I can hear it in your voice | |
And there are many parts of me to touch, you have your choice | |
Ah but no you cannot see | |
She said "no you cannot see" | |
She said "no you cannot see | |
My naked body" So We're dancing close, the band is playing Stardust | |
Balloons and paper streamers floating down on us | |
She says, You've got a minute left to fall in love | |
In solemn moments such as this I have put my trust | |
And all my faith to see | |
I said all my faith to see | |
I said all my faith to see | |
Her naked body [Dedicated to Irving Layton] So we'll go no more a-roving | |
So late into the night, | |
Though the heart be still as loving, | |
And the moon be still as bright. | |
For the sword outwears its sheath, | |
And the soul outwears the breast, | |
And the heart must pause to breathe, | |
And love itself have rest. | |
Though the night was made for loving, | |
And the day returns too soon, | |
Yet we'll go no more a-roving | |
By the light of the moon. By the rivers dark | |
I wandered on. | |
I lived my life | |
In Babylon. And I did forget | |
My holy song | |
And I had no strength | |
In Babylon. By the rivers dark | |
Where I could not see | |
Who was waiting there | |
Who was hunting me. And he cut my lip | |
And he cut my heart. | |
So I could not drink | |
From the river dark. And he covered me, | |
And I saw within, | |
My lawless heart | |
And my wedding ring, I did not know | |
And I could not see | |
Who was waiting there, | |
Who was hunting me. By the rivers dark | |
I panicked on. | |
I belonged at last | |
To Babylon. Then he struck my heart | |
With a deadly force, | |
And he said, â??This heart | |
It is not yours.' And he gave the wind | |
My wedding ring | |
And he circled us | |
With everything. By the rivers dark, | |
In a wounded dawn, | |
I live my life | |
In Babylon. Though I take my song | |
From a withered limb, | |
Both song and tree, | |
They sing for him. Be the truth unsaid | |
And the blessing gone, | |
If I forget | |
My Babylon. I did not know | |
And I could not see | |
Who was waiting there, | |
Who was hunting me. By the rivers dark, | |
Where it all goes on | |
By the rivers dark | |
In Babylon. Trav'ling lady, stay awhile | |
Until the night is over. | |
I'm just a station on your way, | |
I know I'm not your lover. | |
Well I lived with a child of snow | |
When I was a soldier, | |
And I fought every man for her | |
Until the nights grew colder. She used to wear her hair like you | |
Except when she was sleeping, | |
And then she'd weave it on a loom | |
Of smoke and gold and breathing. And why are you so quiet now | |
Standing there in the doorway? | |
You chose your journey long before | |
You came upon this highway. Traveling lady stay awhile | |
Until the night is over. | |
I'm just a station on your way, | |
I know I'm not your lover. Steer your way through the ruins | |
Of the altar and the mall | |
Steer your way through the fables | |
Of creation and the fall | |
Steer your way past the palaces | |
That rise above the rot | |
Year by year | |
Month by month | |
Day by day | |
Thought by thought Steer your heart past the truth | |
You believed in yesterday | |
Such as fundamental goodness | |
And the wisdom of the way | |
Steer your heart, precious heart | |
Past the women whom you bought | |
Year by year | |
Month by month | |
Day by day | |
Thought by thought Steer your path through the pain | |
That is far more real than you | |
That smashed the cosmic model | |
That blinded every view | |
And please don't make me go there | |
Tho' there be a god or not | |
Year by year | |
Month by month | |
Day by day | |
Thought by thought They whisper still, the ancient stones | |
The blunted mountains weep | |
As he died to make men holy | |
Let us die to make things cheap | |
And say the Mea Culpa which you've probably forgot | |
Year by year | |
Month by month | |
Day by day | |
Thought by thought Steer your way, o my heart | |
Tho' I have no right to ask | |
To the one who was never | |
Never equal to the task | |
Who knows he's been convicted | |
Who knows he will be shot | |
Year by year | |
Month by month | |
Day by day | |
Thought by thought They whisper still, the ancient stones | |
The blunted mountains weep | |
As he died to make men holy | |
Let us die to make things cheap | |
And say the Mea Culpa which you gradually forgot | |
Year by year | |
Month by month | |
Day by day | |
Thought by thought I stumbled out of bed | |
I got ready for the struggle | |
I smoked a cigarette | |
And I tightened up my gut | |
I said this can't be me | |
Must be my double | |
And I can't forget, I can't forget | |
I can't forget but I don't remember what | |
I'm burning up the road | |
I'm heading down to Phoenix | |
I got this old address | |
Of someone that I knew | |
It was high and fine and free | |
Ah, you should have seen us | |
And I can't forget, I can't forget | |
I can't forget but I don't remember who I'll be there today | |
With a big bouquet of cactus | |
I got this rig that runs on memories | |
And I promise, cross my heart, | |
They'll never catch us | |
But if they do, just tell them it was me Yeah I loved you all my life | |
And that's how I want to end it | |
The summer's almost gone | |
The winter's tuning up | |
Yeah, the summer's gone | |
But a lot goes on forever | |
And I can't forget, I can't forget | |
I can't forget but I don't remember what I had to go crazy to love you | |
Had to go down to the pit | |
Had to do time in the tower | |
Beggin' my crazy to quit I had to go crazy to love you | |
You who were never the one | |
Whom I chased through the souvenir heartache | |
Her braids and her blouse all undone Sometimes I'd head for the highway | |
I'm old and the mirrors don't lie | |
But crazy has places to hide in | |
That are deeper than any goodbye Had to go crazy to love you | |
Had to let everything fall | |
Had to be people I hated | |
Had to be no one at all I'm tired of choosing desire | |
I've been saved by a blessed fatigue | |
The gates of commitment unwired | |
And nobody trying to leave Sometimes I'd head for the highway | |
I'm old and the mirrors don't lie | |
But crazy has places to hide in | |
That are deeper than any goodbye I had to go crazy to love you | |
You who were never the one | |
Whom I chased through the souvenir heartache | |
Her braids and her blouse all undone There is a war between the rich and poor, | |
A war between the man and the woman. | |
There is a war between the ones who say there is a war | |
And the ones who say there isn't. | |
Why don't you come on back to the war, that's right, get in it, | |
Why don't you come on back to the war, it's just beginning. Well I live here with a woman and a child, | |
The situation makes me kind of nervous. | |
Yes, I rise up from her arms, she says "I guess you call this love" | |
I call it service. Why don't you come on back to the war, don't be a tourist, | |
Why don't you come on back to the war, before it hurts us, | |
Why don't you come on back to the war, let's all get nervous. You cannot stand what I've become, | |
You much prefer the gentleman I was before. | |
I was so easy to defeat, I was so easy to control, | |
I didn't even know there was a war. Why don't you come on back to the war, don't be embarrassed, | |
Why don't you come on back to the war, you can still get married. There is a war between the rich and poor, | |
A war between the man and the woman. | |
There is a war between the left and right, | |
A war between the black and white, | |
A war between the odd and the even. Why don't you come on back to the war, pick up your tiny burden, | |
Why don't you come on back to the war, let's all get even, | |
Why don't you come on back to the war, can't you hear me speaking? Show me the place, where you want your slave to go | |
Show me the place, I've forgotten I don't know | |
Show me the place where my head is bend and low | |
Show me the place, where you want your slave to go Show me the place, help me roll away the stone | |
Show me the place, I can't move this thing alone | |
Show me the place where the word became a man | |
Show me the place where the suffering began The troubles came, I saved what I could save | |
A shred of light, a particle away | |
But there were chains so I hastened to the hay | |
There were chains, so I loved you | |
Like a spade Show me the place, where you want your slave to go | |
Show me the place, I've forgotten I don't know | |
Show me the place, where you want your slave to go The troubles came, I saved what I could save | |
A shred of light, a particle away | |
But there were chains so I hastened to the hay | |
There were chains so I loved you like a slave Show me the place | |
Show me the place | |
Show me the place Show me the place, help me roll away the stone | |
Show me the place, I can't move this thing alone | |
Show me the place, where the word became a man | |
Show me the place, where the suffering began I'm leaving the table | |
I'm out of the game | |
I don't know the people | |
In your picture frame | |
If I ever loved you, oh no, no | |
It's a crying shame | |
If I ever loved you | |
If I knew your name You don't need a lawyer | |
I'm not making a claim | |
You don't need to surrender | |
I'm not taking aim | |
I don't need a lover, no, no, no | |
The wretched beast is tame | |
I don't need a lover | |
So blow out the flame There's nobody missing | |
There is no reward | |
Little by little | |
We're cutting the cord | |
We're spending the treasure, oh no, no | |
That love cannot afford | |
I know you can feel it | |
The sweetness restored I don't need a reason | |
For what I became | |
I've got these excuses | |
They're tired and they're lame | |
I don't need a pardon, no no, no no, no | |
There's no one left to blame | |
I'm leaving the table | |
I'm out of the game | |
I'm leaving the table | |
I'm out of the game Sleep baby sleep | |
The day's on the run | |
The wind in the trees | |
Is talking in tongues If your heart is torn | |
I don't wonder why | |
If the night is long | |
Here's my lullaby | |
Here's my lullaby Well the mouse ate the crumb | |
Then the cat ate the crust | |
Now they've fallen in love | |
They're talking in tongues If your heart is torn | |
I don't wonder why | |
If the night is long | |
Here's my lullaby | |
Here's my lullaby Sleep baby sleep | |
There's a morning to come | |
The wind in the trees | |
They're talking in tongues If your heart is torn | |
I don't wonder why | |
If the night is long | |
Here's my lullaby | |
Here's my lullaby I cannot follow you, my love, | |
You cannot follow me. | |
I am the distance you put between | |
All of the moments that we will be. You know who I am, | |
You've stared at the sun, | |
Well I am the one who loves | |
Changing from nothing to one. Sometimes I need you naked, | |
Sometimes I need you wild, | |
I need you to carry my children in | |
And I need you to kill a child. | |
You know who I am If you should ever track me down | |
I will surrender there | |
And I will leave with you one broken man | |
Whom I will teach you to repair. | |
You know who I am I cannot follow you, my love, | |
You cannot follow me. | |
I am the distance you put between | |
All of the moments that we will be. | |
You know who I am Seemed the better way | |
When first I heard him speak | |
Now it's much too late | |
To turn the other cheek Sounded like the truth | |
Seemed the better way | |
Sounded like the truth | |
But it's not the truth today I wonder what it was | |
I wonder what it meant | |
First he touched on love | |
Then he touched on death Sounded like the truth | |
Seemed the better way | |
Sounded like the truth | |
But it's not the truth today I better hold my tongue | |
I better take my place | |
Lift this glass of blood | |
Try to say the grace Seemed the better way | |
When first I heard him speak | |
But now it's much too late | |
To turn the other cheek Sounded like the truth | |
Seemed the better way | |
Sounded like the truth | |
But it's not the truth today I better hold my tongue | |
I better take my place | |
Lift this glass of blood | |
Try to say the grace I came so far for beauty | |
I left so much behind | |
My patience and my family | |
My masterpiece unsigned I thought I'd be rewarded | |
For such a lonely choice | |
And surely she would answer | |
To such a very hopeless voice I practiced all my sainthood | |
I gave to one and all | |
But the rumors of my virtue | |
They moved her not at all I changed my style to silver | |
I changed my clothed to black | |
And where I would surrender | |
Now I would attack I stormed the old casino | |
For the money and the flesh | |
And I myself decided | |
What was rotten and what was fresh And men to do my bidding | |
And broken bones to teach | |
The value of my pardon | |
The shadow of my reach But no, I could not touch her | |
With such a heavy hand | |
Her star beyond my order | |
Her nakedness unmanned I came so far for beauty | |
I left so much behind | |
My patience and my family | |
My masterpiece unsigned One by one, the guests arrive | |
The guests are coming through | |
The open-hearted many | |
The broken-hearted few | |
And no one knows where the night is going | |
And no one knows why the wine is flowing | |
Oh, love I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you, oh | |
I need you now And those who dance, begin to dance | |
Those who weep begin | |
And "welcome, welcome" cries a voice | |
"Let all my guests come in" And no one knows where the night is going | |
And no one knows why the wine is flowing | |
Oh, love I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you, oh | |
I need you now And all go stumbling through that house | |
In lonely secrecy | |
Saying "do reveal yourself" | |
Or "why has thou forsaken me?" And no one knows where the night is going | |
And no one knows why the wine is flowing | |
Oh, love I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you, oh | |
I need you now All at once the torches flare | |
The inner door flies open | |
One by one they enter there | |
In every style of passion And no one knows where the night is going | |
And no one knows why the wine is flowing | |
Oh, love I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you, oh | |
I need you now And here they take their sweet repast | |
While house and grounds dissolve | |
And one by one the guests are cast beyond the garden wall And no one knows where the night is going | |
And no one knows why the wine is flowing | |
Oh, love I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you, oh | |
I need you now Those who dance, begin to dance | |
Those who weep begin | |
Those who earnestly are lost | |
Are lost and lost again And no one knows where the night is going | |
And no one knows why the wine is flowing | |
Oh, love I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you, oh | |
I need you now One by the guests arrive | |
The guests are coming through | |
The broken-hearted many | |
The open-hearted few And no one knows where the night is going | |
And no one knows why the wine is flowing | |
Oh, love I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you, oh | |
I need you now |