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A New Room
04:22
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I moved into a new room yesterday
and I hoped maybe you'd come around later today
I wouldn't mind, I wouldn't mind, I wouldn't mind if you stayed
I wouldn't mind, I wouldn't mind, I wouldn't mind if you stayed
Tell me how am I, going to sleep
In the locking chains and soakings rains of my dreams
I wouldn't mind, I wouldn't mind, I wouldn't mind If you came
I wouldn't mind, I wouldn't mind, I wouldn't mind If you came.
This song I longed to hear
It has come home to bless my ears
and it sounds so bright and so clear
In you.
I dropped the curtains to the floors
And tore off the paper walls and doors
but I couldn't find, I couldn't find, I couldn't find my own window
I couldn't find, I couldn't find, I couldn't find my own window
But the light I strained to see
I found it shining inwardly
It comes so bright and so clear...
In you.
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2. |
Young Lennon
04:03
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I need the faith of a principled young man with something to say
I need the love from a mother's hands to take away the pain
I need the patience off the prison walls that held Mandela in
I need the fire, the kind they say young Lennon burned in him.
I need it here right now, I need to feel it right now.
I need the guns, and the bombs of this state to throw them away
I need the cause of the simple heart to take the noise away.
I need the words that as a man a house divided cannot stand.
I need the sound, to the doubts to say we can't oh yes we can.
I need it here right now, I need to hear it right now.
I can't let the fear win out, I need to hear it right now.
I won't be split here as I'm telling it
No, don't distract me, I cannot pull out
'Cause I've got to be it, right now.
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3. |
This Tin Roof
03:55
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You wrote your letter the day you were married
and sent it to me
It said you were happy, happy there with him
But you would never forget me
The rain comes, the rain comes, the rain comes down outside
When love is shared I keep it unspoken
And I lose it
But it's easy for me in this fortress unbroken
I'm tired of it
The rain comes, the rain comes, the rain comes down outside
This roof keeps, this roof keeps, this roof keeps me dry inside
It's all, It's all I can do
I know, I know, I know
To keep the rain from soaking me through
I'm alone, alone, alone
I'll stay alone, alone, alone
The rain comes, the rain comes, the rain comes down outside
This roof keeps, this roof keeps, this roof keeps me dry inside
I'll write my letter, the day I am dying
but you'll never get it
And you stay there with him
Happy and breathing
And never regret it.
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4. |
Tender Reeds
02:42
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I talk about my role in revolution
to dedicate myself to a single cause.
And I talk about honor like I'm an only son
And that freedom's the brightest thing I've won
But you know: I'd give it all for you
I can see my thoughts crumpled on floor
I can see them guilty in disguise
This house I built with tender reeds
turns out to be the only thing that is mine
But you know: I'd give it all to you
My head and my chest lie
Weary for rest
and the best I can do
is give them to you
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5. |
The Castle
06:07
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Oh Papa pass another ear of corn
The castle stands in light this summer morn
They say that "when in love the bricks are laid
The walls themselves will hold the love that's made
That's made"
I strip the corn with younger finger's feel
There shines a girl who comes to share the meal
They say that "when in love the bricks are laid
The walls themselves will hold the love that's made
That's made"
We steam the corn and fill the wedding glass
My father gives the grace, at last, at last
The girl she sits across the table torn
It's here, It's here, It's here first love is born
Old grey walls, young new-fall
Come, oh love, oh shelter and keep this frail heart from failing
Make this room in stained-glass and holy wooden railings
Open doors and sounds of life, who can help this summer's sighing
Caught within her taut eyes I hear the words that I am crying
Oh love, stay young. Like those trees, have grown.
I saw it, long ago.
I felt it, long ago.
And since then, I've gone away
It's called back, I've gone away
And I know, I'll come back
That it's there and I'll go back
Old grey walls, young new-fall.
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6. |
Uphill and Downhill
01:57
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7. |
Hold Here
02:50
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Hold here, close to me
How often do we get to meet?
Your brother and your sister know
When you come here
I wish you'd never go, away.
My hands hurt, my love is dead
You broke up with your last boyfriend.
You know how we both hurt so
Just hold here and
I swear it will go, away.
So come back, even if you're well
I'll hold you here.
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8. |
Winterhouse
04:28
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There's a crowd here in my house
they all love one another
I sing a song for them, losing the tune
But they ask for another
We all love one another
And there's a message in my ear
It's the voice of my brother
He was faraway thinking of home
We're losing track of each other
But we love one another
Oooh so I've strayed
to some strange sunny places
Chasing the storms
But a thousand and one
of those houses of sun
Don't hold the warmth
like a cold day here at home.
And I have little left this year
Towards a gift for my lover
But she said tenderly lying me down
All we need is each other
And we love one another
Ooooh so you've come
with your thick jacket on
to show me the lights
And a thousand and one
of those lights shining on
keep me outside
On this cold night
There's a crowd here in my house
and always room for another
I hear words that we're singing aloud
Keep your faith in each other
Keep your faith in each other
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9. |
8th St. Mother's House
03:35
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I remember it well,
the cat on the front porch of your 8th st. mother's house.
You gave me the front door, a sip of you lemonade.
You said it was homemade. No, I saw the powder there.
But I didn't care.
All the old days, cause the current age to race away.
I remember it well:
The old grand piano, that played through the bay-front window.
The blue-satin pillow, that held your hair so well.
Your Grandmother Willow, that never would stand still.
All the old days, cause the current age to race away.
Remember it well, Remember it well
But the older that you are,
the more those memories carve your life away.
I remember the chain
That locked up the front door
And blocked the bay-front window.
I remember the feeling that
a memory is all I'd have.
As though I was peeling towards,
The core of life that's so sad
It's so sad.
That all the old days, cause the current age to race away.
All the old days, cause the current age
The older that you are,
the more those memories carve your life away.
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10. |
Autumn House
05:40
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It's autumn, through the window I feel it.
The cool breeze that she barely blows
Still saddens me so.
I wake up, to leaves in the hallway.
To a backyard that never bloomed.
Summer ended too soon.
This feeling won't leave.
Our love couldn't bloom
as it was ended too soon.
It was ages ago, but a sad wind still blows.
I've tried just thinking of the good times
but like a dream that's all too real,
In waking it's revealed.
So tell me here, is it autumn forever here.
Is this window growing frost,
proof that all is lost.
Will this feeling ever leave?
Will this feeling ever leave?
I need to know.
And I hear someone is coming,
they're walking my hall.
And time sings to me.
It's knocking my door.
Time clings to me,
and I'm holding her hand.
Who are you?
You're new to my room.
And I think I like, the presence of you.
I'll have to write a new song for you.
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