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We are Golden
02:27
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These dreams that you have made a crochet hooks
And our hopes are pulled tight in embroidery hoops
And displayed in the halls that we walk
To show us how far still that we have got
We can never quit, never grow old
We are young are we are lithe and we are gold
Are we gold?
We are golden
In this house that we have built of ceramic cups,
7-inch sleeves and part-time jobs
We go home and try to pull out the sheets
From under the thumb of all this conformity
Shake the legs and the blood will flow
We have still got to fight, got to show
That we know
We are not broken
We'll leave everything that we don't need in a box
On the side of the road with markings on top
Stating this is free for anyone to take
Because we've got stories to tell, we've got music to make
Speak the words and the soul will grow
We are young and we are right and we are bold
We are gold
We are Golden
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Where do numbers go when they have been subracted?
Where do you thoughts go when you are distracted?
Maybe they fell between the wall and the bed
Maybe the line between the living and the dead
Don't worry dear, things in life will work out
It's the dying I'd be worried about
Where do dreams go when you are awoken?
Where do your words go when they are left unspoken?
Baby, why don't you just come back to bed?
Stop all those gears going 'round in your head
Don't worry dear, things in life will work out
It's the worrying I'd be worried about
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Walk You Home
02:45
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I've come a long way, gal
You've come a long way, sir
So take my hand
We'll beat a path
I'll see you home
I brought you no flowers
They'd die in a few hours
Let's go the long way
By the old bank
I'll take you home
So here we are now
Does the night have to end now
If I let you in
I'll be a gentleman
I'll walk you home
So take my hand
We'll beat a path
I'll walk you home
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Rick Danko
02:13
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Don't get the wrong idea, that voice has carried me for miles
Hat and cane, out in the rain, no umbrellas are used here
He came from a town, so small, I'd never heard of it before
Rick Danko on the radio always calmed mama down
He's just a farmers son
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5. |
Clover Street
03:48
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These lamps, these lights, throw rocks up till they strike
and glass comes raining down on Clover Street
As dark as tar, except for a passing car
It just takes a while for your eyes to dilate
Slowly front doors open
And people walked out on their front lawns
And lay down on there backs and they saw...
These lamps, these lights are turned off for the night
The city just can't afford them anymore
Those stars, those lines drawn by fingers so fine
Tracing the path of that Big Dipper
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6. |
Oceans
03:05
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You were calling me all hours of the night
Don't you know I'm on Greenwich Mean Time?
There were oceans, Betty
In your voice I can hear a doubt
Like your words are leaving something out
There were oceans, Betty
There was nothing that you or I could do
If I could be there I would so soon
I'd ride a whale or a hot air balloon
There were oceans, Betty
Sometimes I don't think you give a damn
Lying there in some foreign land
There were oceans, Betty
There was nothing that you or I could do
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Trailer Trash
03:37
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The trailers that you've driven past
Down on Magazine
With their trampolines
Missing almost every spring
And every son breathes for it's his nature
The smoke, the heat
The cough that wakes him
When he lies on top of the sheets
An ice cream truck
Driving down that ol' gravel road
With a cloud of dust
And half-naked kids on bikes in tow
And every daughter hears the sounds that made her
The cries, the blood
The pleading cicadas
Filling her ears till the sun abates her
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Ghosts
03:13
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On most evenings I can fight you off with a drink
And lately I've been watching so much TV
But there's winter nights when I shiver under the sheets
Wondering how I got so lonely
That's when the ghosts come around
Help me lord lift up these heavy stones
And give the answers that we've all been waiting for
Is there a place after this as we all hope
Or does this finish at the end of the road
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You Can Never Leave
03:37
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Hell is not the place that you've been thinking of
Trying something more like the home you lived in when you were young
And you believed that things happened for a reason
So you knew no better, you were so young
My Child I know, I know your kind, I know you well, I know you
Oh, Child I knew your Mom and I know that she wouldn't approve of those things you've got going on
A plan made in haste but you are here so you might as well follow through with it you've got nothing to lose
And you believe the world owes you so you leave the truck running for an easy getaway
Child, yes I know, It's a sad, sad thing but we all must go. Just accept it.
Oh, Child, I knew your Mom. What a lovely soul, she loved you so, oh that I could tell
Child yes I know, I know your kind, I know you well, I know you
Oh, Child I knew your Mom and I know that she wouldn't approve of those things you've got going on
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Brick Layer
04:16
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Hello ladies, I'm a fence builder. Do you need a fence?
Yes, now Father, I'm a hell-raiser and I can raise some hell!
...and some heaven as well.
Excuse me, Gentlemen, If I can have your attention, I demand some respect!
Yes, now lover, I'm a Brick Layer. Do you need somewhere to live? Someone to grow old with? To take care of you when you're sick?
Be the one thing that I need.
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