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Frank Sinatra
03:36
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Frank Sinatra
Falling down from heaven
climbing up from down below
doesn't make much difference
because this is what I know
One kiss and I'm crazy
One kiss and I'm gone
Frank Sinatra on the radio
dancing in the kitchen
hypnotized by the sound
We have our share of secrets
I'm sure it’s natural and all lovers do
sometimes my head so full of trouble
there is no room for you
One kiss and I'm crazy
One kiss and I'm gone
Frank Sinatra on the radio
dancing in the kitchen
hypnotized by the sound
Cause when your soul is on fire
don’t deny the love you need
when your heart is talking,
listen carefully
reach out for the one you love
you love
you love
Frank Sinatra on the radio
dancing in the kitchen
hypnotized by the sound
One kiss and I'm crazy
One kiss and I'm gone
One kiss and I'm crazy
One kiss and I'm gone
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2. |
Water needs to fall
03:00
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Water Needs To Fall
Your gun swung across your back
swaying in the middle of a field
ragged uniform hanging from your scarecrow frame
staring with eyes of mud and steal
you don't know the lies from what is real
the sun don't shine here in this room
the window looks like hope from where we stand
the days are long we wait for change
the air is silent and no fire can burn the frozen from our skin
And we need each other
like Turnstones need to call
fish need to swim
and water needs to fall
water needs to fall
There's a broken heart in every chest
there's always one more reason to regret
don’t hold on what's done is done
wars are fought and lost and won
soldiers dying as your pen moves slowly cross the page
And we need each other
like turnstones need to call
fish need to swim
and water needs to fall
water needs to fall
Grey sky hides behind your face
I can't see you through this gloom
daylight ends the nighttime comes
hiding like thieves with loaded guns
we are the voices of the lost
falling like leaves upon the dust
And we need each other
like turnstones need to call
fish need to swim
and water needs to fall
water needs to fall
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3. |
Milk and honey
03:23
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Milk And Honey
Milk and honey on a Monday
drinking coffee
words fly across the table
conversation starting up my heart
like an old engine rattling in the dark
minutes turn to hours
and we part on the corner by the chocolate shop
You are a book I haven't read yet
a ticket on a plane
to an undiscovered country
where no one knows my name
Friday night, the kids are alright
standing on the corner jostling over french fries
and trading kisses
We watch them through the glass
catch each others eyes and smile
hesitation in your fingers as they slide across to mine
You are a book I haven't read yet
a ticket on a plane
to an undiscovered country
where no one knows my name
Crisp winter air creeping up my skin
you walk me to my car
next thing I know we are listening to records
on your old yellow couch
In this moment, history dissolves like sail in water
I lean in and kiss you on the mouth
like a magnet finding metal for the first time
You are a book I haven't read yet
a ticket on a plane
to an undiscovered country
where no one knows my name
Morning finds me wrapped around
you like a sentence ending with a question mark
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4. |
Mr Happiness
04:06
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Mr. Happiness
Underneath the mire of January
I want to sleep for a thousand years
if I get one more grand idea
I'm gonna burst my seams
Be a doll Mr. Happiness
you can make me smile with just one little kiss
If I could have a moment of your time
I would be fine
I'd be surfing waves on Waikiki
instead of lying flat out on the sand
sheltering my weak and feeble eyes
from your new year plans
Be a doll Mr. Happiness
you can make me smile with just one little kiss
If I could have a moment of your time
I would be fine
I claw my way to the coffee machine
in the hopes that everything I heard is true
coffee gives you confidence, a proven fact
I think I heard it from you.
Be a doll Mr. Happiness
you can make me smile with just one little kiss
If I could have a moment of your time
I would be fine
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5. |
You got the power
03:25
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You Got The Power
Standing on the corner
with your midnight street light tan
You deliver information
Back door lock box man
rumors, secrets, stories and lies
you get what you want
They all fall into line
cause you
You got the power
you got the power
In your mouth you carry flowers
behind your back you hide a knife
you think it makes you stronger
when we cringe and beg and fight
The end justifies the means
and if it's mean you have to be well that's all right.
Cause You
You got the power
you got the power
You still remember
the boy that you once were
forced to taste the dirt of others
now the tide has turned
and you breathe again,
every time they pay
make you stand up tall
king for one more day
You got the power
You got the power
You got the power
You got the power
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6. |
Summer afternoon
03:47
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Summer Afternoon
Young girls smile
hands full of candy canes and fairy floss
from my seat way up high
the sun goes down melting in butterscotch
This summer afternoon
might end too soon
taking your happiness away
flowers hurry to bloom
sneak out of their rooms
taking your happiness away
Old men sit on shady comers
playing dominos and cards
shaking their heads at young men slouching
bass booming in their cars
This summer afternoon
might end too soon
taking your happiness away
flowers hurry to bloom
sneak out of their rooms
taking your happiness away
Nothing I can say can make this easy on you
you lay your heart upon the floor
and they just walk right through
Daughter stands hands on hips
painted nails and ruby lips
a mother paces nervously
dragging on her cigarette
This summer afternoon
might end too soon
taking your happiness away
flowers hurry to bloom
sneak out of their rooms
taking your happiness away
flowers hurry to bloom
flowers hurry to bloom
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7. |
Walking Woman
03:01
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Walking Woman
You can take the couch, Go on take the bed
Can't take back all those ugly words you said
Take your stories, your excuses too
All the reasons why you tell yourself
you do the things you do
I've seen the way they stare at me
With pity in their eyes
They can't hide
I won't be your shelter, won't be your rock
I won't be your conscience
telling you when you should stop
Won't be your savior, won’t be your glue
holding you together, that's not what I do
I've seen the way they stare at me
With pity in their eyes
They can't hide
So I pack my suitcase and I put on my shoes
taking off my ring, I'm cutting myself loose
Cause I got my body and I got my mind
Got my self-respect
it was so hard to find
I've seen the way they stare at me
With pity in their eyes
They can't hide
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8. |
Weather
04:09
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Weather
You're just a man
building in sand
you plant your crops down in the dirt
you pray for rain
but not too much
you burn your candles
and you wish for luck
you cannot fight the weather
You can't control the wind
You cannot move a mountain
nor make a songbird sing
When the rain
sweeps through the town
carrying all the crops away
now we stand
staring at land
buried in mud
drowning in clay
you cannot fight the weather
You can't control the wind
You cannot move a mountain
nor make a songbird sing
There are the years
we pray for rain
dust chokes every word we speak
the wells run dry
and the blue sky is just a sign
of endless days to come
you cannot fight the weather
You can' control the wind
You cannot move a mountain
nor make a songbird sing
nor make a songbird sing
nor make a songbird sing
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Where my heart used to be
Water that's rising
water that sings
tell me a story
that I want to hear
hold onto my secrets
shine only light
brilliant and blinding
and all shades of white
See, I've got an ache
I've got an ache
where my heart used to be
Well I've sifted through reason
nd I've stumbled through rhyme
and I hid in the darkness
and wished away time
no one to blame
and nowhere to run
from this awkward truth
it sticks on my tongue
See, I've got an ache
I've got an ache
where my heart used to be
I lie here til morning
under the stars
until I remember
how tiny we are
til all of these memories
fade into the sun
and I float down the river
to where I began
See, I've got an ache
I've got an ache
where my heart used to be
where my heart used to be
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10. |
What Lying Does
03:18
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What Lying Does
There's a car waiting on the comer
Windows railing down
lights changing in slow motion
girl on the back seat with her head bowed
wishing she could tum back time
Well it wasn't really fiction
if you meant to tell the truth
you can't call it deception
if you hide it from yourself
You can't undo what's done
And this is what lying does to you
this is how secrets taint the truth
stealing your happiest days
turning your sunny skies to grey
making them bleak
making them bleak
There's only one lonely box upon the kitchen floor
tape it up and stack it in the comer by the door
then just walk away
And this is what lying does to you
this is how secrets taint the truth
stealing your happiest days
turning your sunny skies to grey
making them bleak
making them bleak
And this is what lying does to you
this is how secrets taint the truth
And this is what lying does to you
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11. |
Friends out of strangers
03:38
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Friends out of Strangers
I don't know your name
but I've seen your face before
I don't share your language
yet we walk through the same door
we stand beside each other drinking memories
we nod in recognition then we look away
there are secrets there are stories
there is black and white and grey
And only people that you love can bring you to your knees
Making friends out of strangers
downstairs from my little room
where I sleep with my clothes on
just to keep warm
I stare at the world
through the prism of this fading light
water falling from the sky
like the tears I refuse to cry
now it’s over
I bought a ticket for the train underneath a cold grey sky
I'm flying through this land til l remember who I am
as the ground beneath my feet refuses to stand still
I'm guilty of desire to be what I have never been
I'm hungry for this world, I cannot get my fill.
breathing life into the heart of this broken hopeful time
Making friends out of strangers
downstairs from my little room
where I sleep with my clothes on
just to keep warm
I stare at the world
through the prism of this fading light
water falling from the sky
like the tears I refuse to cry
now it’s over
I've got a record I can't play
and a pair of dirty jeans
a toothbrush and 2 shirts
that’s all I need
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Lisa Richards Canberra, Australia
With an instantly identifiable vocal timbre and an elastic sense of phrasing, Lisa has been called a singer's singer and her songs are a melting pot mixture of jazz, folk,blues,pop, rock and country - her own brand of adventurous folk art.
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