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I was doing my best to keep the waves at the bay,
Feral as they were, I wouldn't let them have their say,
Some shimmering hues twirled into the room,
And from that flicker of blue, I knew it had to be you,
The hem of your dress turned to greet me,
I knew all its folds and the way that it moves,
But I left my old friend, I slunk out of the room,
Thinking what is the point when my heart goes boom,
Don't you ask me what I'm thinking,
Cause I'm not allowed to say,
And you know full well babe I'm still under your spell,
So please, be gentle, be gentle with me,
I took a deep breath and I halted,
Where should I go and what should I do?
Calm the fuck down and just go do some rounds,
Try to find something that won't make you think
Of the swirl of her planets as she's stroking your chest,
Or the way that she dances sleeping in your bed,
Sooner or later you're gonna cross paths,
So go say hello, go on move your ass,
Don't you ask me what I'm thinking,
Cause I'm not allowed to say,
And you know full well babe I'm still under your spell,
So please, be gentle, be gentle with me,
Don't ask me what I'm thinking cause you already know, and you don't want to hear cause you've heard if before, and if started explaining, who knows when I'd stop? Sometime aroud midnight? Maybe.
And then just to catch my breath, before talking your ears off, drawing some diagrams, trying to make you understand how it really works in my mind, so we can be closer...
Don't ask me what I'm thinking,
If you're not prepared,
To talk about what you are thinking of as well,
Cause you never seem to know,
What you're thinking, how you feel,
But what ticks me off the most is you don't seem to try for me,
And I'll leave feeling drained like I've given my all,
Like I've put in some effort for nothing at all,
And until I can see that you're trying, I've gotta move on...
Don't you ask me what I'm thinking,
Cause I'm not allowed to say,
And you know full well babe I'm still under your spell,
So please, be gentle, be gentle today,
Don't you ask me what I'm thinking,
Cause I'm not allowed to say,
And you know full well babe I'm still under your spell,
So please, be gentle, be gentle today,
I spied you from afar at the front door,
You were lingering, lurking, pretending not to hide,
I gathered my will and steadied my neck,
Waited for the last moment to catch a glimpse of my old friend.
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Mama
04:34
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Mama you held out your hand,
And to a sinner like me, I could scarcely believe,
A gesture so simple and kind,
And as they took me away, it was etched in my mind,
15 black crosses on time,
A whole lotta lonesome for one so confined,
Mama I will change my way,
They say it's never too late, so come judgement day...
When I'm standing 'fore the lord,
I will hold my head up high,
Hope to see him smile,
Always be grateful,
Always be kind,
You never know when it might be your time,
Never forget,
The ones that you love,
If they should stray, help them find their own way,
Mama they let me out early,
Turns out good behaviour can set a man free,
My road is still long and hard,
How I wish you weren't only a part of my heart,
I still hear your voice in my head,
It helps me each night fall asleep in my bed,
And every morning I wake with the strength that you lend,
And I move my feet forward, keep trying to make amends,
So when I'm standing next to mother,
I can hold myself up high,
And I can see her smile,
Always be grateful,
Always be kind,
You never know when it might be your time,
Never forget,
The ones that you love,
If they should stray, help them find their own way,
All of the pain,
All of the tears,
All of the anger you've caused and the fear,
Move them along,
Stow them away,
Never forget them or fall under their sway,
Mama I made myself proud,
I hope you can see that, I hope it's allowed,
I know I'll be leaving some scars,
I've done both good and bad, I'm not shooting for the stars,
Mama my time here is nigh,
Soon I'll be with you up there in the sky,
And when I look back down at what I have left,
Sure I wish I'd known sooner but I did do my best,
Now I'm standing next to Mama,
Holding my head up high,
And I can see her smile,
Always be grateful,
Always be kind,
You never know when it might be your time,
Never forget,
The ones that you love,
If they should stray, help them find their own way,
All of the pain,
All of the tears,
All of the anger you've caused and the fear,
Move them along,
Stow them away,
Never forget them or fall under their sway,
All of the joy,
All of the tears,
All of the laughter you've caused and the cheer,
Find them a place,
Keep them well safe,
Never forget that look upon your face.
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Cariño Mío
01:57
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Duerme mi niño,
Aquí estoy,
Y hasta que te despiertes,
No me voy,
Ni siquiera al baño,
Te lo prometa cariño,
Y cuando amanezca,
Adíos las pesadillas,
Te espera un nuevo día entera,
Lleno de promesas,
Cariño mío,
Juega mi niño,
Aquí estoy,
No te pierdo de vista,
En tu sonrisa estoy,
Hacerte reír,
Es el juego mas lindo del mundo,
Y cuando amanezca,
Prometido mi niño,
Lo contaremos a tu madre seguro,
Y dormiremos llenos de sueños bonitos,
Cariño mío.
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I watch the snow,
Fall upon the land below,
Drape the green with white,
And reflect the strongest
Light up my sights,
On this dark December night,
A sheen of pure delight,
To lift my spirits,
And give them flight,
When the river runs dry,
There'll be nowhere left to hide,
Just a little while,
Before the hives have been wiped out,
Come spring I know,
There'll be birdsong in the pines,
And water at the roots,
Of the flower yet to
Bloom and provide,
For so many forms of life,
Hand in hand they go round
The steady
Wheels of time,
When the river runs dry,
There'll be no more tears to cry,
Just two red and lifeless eyes,
To watch the disappearing tides,
Lo and behold,
The river is dry,
The river is dry,
In the valley below,
Soon it will die,
Soon it will die,
When the river runs dry,
There'll be no more life to spy,
Just you, me, and time,
And we're both waiting round to die,
Next spring I know,
That when melts the winter snow,
Less water will there flow,
O'er seeds that we have
Sown from our deeds,
Oh how we've ravaged all we need,
We've nothing left to plead,
We are nature's
Most vicious weed.
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Mr Novembre Manchester, UK
I play sad soft folky singer-songwriter stuff.
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