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Human Rights
03:03
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I believe that love is love and love is lovely for that.
For without love we are alone and what's the use in that?
I won't try to understand the where, when, why of the heart.
But I will stand for love; I will do my part.
What do I know? How can I find?
Why do I believe that love will endure?
The story goes the boy meets girl,
meets boy meets boy,
meets girl meets girl,
Oh Love, what I know for sure.
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Cell phone rings at half past two,
wants to know if I heard the news
"Someone's done somebody wrong,
now wouldn't that make a great rock song?"
That pain is something I once knew
but I kept on walking through
Oh no, I won't write that song
Oh, I'll keep making it up as I go along
I had my notes, I had my lists
I held on tight with both my fists
I lived in fear of being wrong
What if they thought I don't belong?
'Kept looking back and almost missed
how to survive on just my bliss
Oh, I might be wrong but
Oh, I'll keep making it up as I go along
Oh, I might be wrong but
Oh, I'll keep making it up as I go along
Do I stay or do I go?
Am I yes or am I no?
Do I cry myself to sleep
or is it joy that makes me weep?
Am I weak or am I strong for making it up as I go along?
Am I weak or am I strong for making it up as I go along?
The sun reaches into the gray
but if it rains, I'll be okay
The winds are fierce and the nights are long
but dark inspires the sweetest song
My friends all think I've lost my way
when I stop in the rain and kneel to pray
I find quiet in the throng
if I keep making it up as I go along
I find quiet in the throng
if I keep making it up as I go along
Do I stay or do I go?
Am I yes or am I no?
Do I cry myself to sleep
or is it joy that makes me weep?
Am I weak or am I strong for making it up as I go along?
Oh, I might be wrong but I'll keep making it up as I go along
Oh I'll keep making it up as I go along....
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3. |
Smile Too Soon
04:29
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I know it's not the smile that you hoped you'd see.
You thought that I'd fall in love more easily.
I take my time, I don't believe in meant to be.
But there's moments that I feel, glances that confuse me,
Pretending, almost real, chances that seduce me into ohhh...
I must appear to live in hesitation.
I draw my lines, have rules and limitations.
It's who I am but somehow you are patience.
And there's moments that I feel, glances that confuse me,
Pretending, almost real, chances that seduce me into ohhh...
I don't want to lose myself,
Wake up with nothing left,
Lose the sun while clinging to the moon.
Maybe this is right, I know,
But I'm afraid of letting go.
I don't want to smile too soon.
You give, I take, I haven't learned how to forget.
I wonder when you'll take back all the words you've said.
'Cause love is blind and I'm not done with seeing yet.
But there's moments that I feel, glances that confuse me.
Pretending, almost real, chances that seduce me into ohhh...
I don't want to lose myself,
Wake up with nothing left,
Lose the sun while clinging to the moon.
Maybe this is right, I know,
But I'm afraid of letting go.
I don't want to smile too soon.
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4. |
Crowd of One
03:38
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I don't care about all those bright lights.
I don't care about all that fame.
I just want you to sit and listen
close enough to know my name.
I've got lots of stories to tell you,
things I've gone and said and done.
My song is sweet and soft and simple,
perfect for a crowd of one.
And if the words get in the way,
or I run out of things to say,
please just laugh and clap and sing along,
ee-oh-ee-oh-ay.
Ee-oh-ee-oh-ee-oh bum bay...
Now you know I've got no answers
just some silly made up fun.
I can't promise all you're after
but I'll be your crowd of...
If you've got the pen, then I've got the paper.
If you've got the rhyme, then I've got the song.
If lovin's a crime, then I'll pull a caper,
just to keep you near, to make you my crowd of one.
Ee-oh-ee-oh-ee-oh bum bay...
Sometimes I get all caught up in
talk of fear and not enough love.
I just need to sit and listen.
I need to be a crowd of...
ee-oh-ee-oh-ee-oh-ee-oh
ah-ee-oh
ee-oh-ee-oh-ee-oh-ee-oh....
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Math by Mantra
04:56
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I wear my prayers 'round my neck on the mala
108 ways to finance my solace
Slips through my fingers, one bead, then another
Lips move in silence to the clicks of the abicus
Ōm namo bhagavate
Vasudeyvaya
Ōm shanti shanti shanti
I find my faith in a wee bit of nonsense
Chants sung too loud in a cloud of burnt incense
Simplicity is so easily discounted
Peace solved for three, the answer key to pass the test
Ōm shanti shanti shanti
Asato maa sadgamaya
Tamaso maa jyotirgamaya
Mrityor maa amritamgamaya
Ōm shanti shanti shanti
Count to 3... 1-2-3
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1 Corinthians 6:19
04:14
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The temple leaks, it creaks and yet, it speaks
in hushed sacred tones
I am here
The temple breaks, it aches for mercy's sake,
these holy wretched bones
Are my years, the sum of all these tears,
the sum all of these fears,
These bones
So fill my cup with wine
Bitter tears taste better that way
Cremator's fire burn on
Keep on burning for another day
When the battle is over and blood fills the streets
And the people are crying for one moment's peace
I will lay me down and I'll go to sleep
In the temple... these bones
The temple bell tries to tell what hell has come before
Gloria
But in the end, sacred hymn can't begin to tell the story
Gloria...
So fill my cup with wine
Bitter tears taste better that way
Cremator's fire burn on
Keep on burning for another day
With my battle scarred flesh painted over in ink
And muted by joy I can barely speak
I will lay me down and I'll go to sleep
In the temple... these bones
Gloria, gloria...
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
In these bones...
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7. |
Improvisation on Her
03:43
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My Girl, there's none to compare
My Girl, I wish you knew her
My Girl, there's no words to describe her
Some would say a blooming flower
Some would say a charming rose
But these words just don't have the power
I searched the books
I searched the stories
History proved too weak
Trying to understand is like trying to hold the wind
I have to teach myself to speak again
My Girl.... she's gotta...
Do you know what I mean?
Definitions elude me
All I know is how she makes me feel
Happy, deliriously, yes, no, maybe
How can I write a song
when every word seems wrong?
Pathetic attempts to say I love, I love, I love this girl.
My Girl...
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Silly Bumblebee, you don't really scare me
Silly Bumblebee I've been here before
'Neath the mango tree, the heat was at 90
Sticky, sweaty, sweet you came back for more
How do I say "I love you"?
When I speak you don't understand
¿Como se dice "te quiero"?
Cuando hablo no me entiendes
Abeja Tontita, no me espantas
Abeja Tontita, he estado aquí
En el calor bajo el arból de mango,
pegajosa, sudorosa, dulcemente
Abeja Tonta, regrastaste para mi
Silly Bumblebee, your sting won't protect you
when your heart is on the line
Abeja, la pica no te protegerá
en asuntos del corazón
Abeja Tonta, el corazón es mi propio
Silly Bumblebee, your heart is my own
Silly Bumblebee, you know the answer
Pretty flowers all wait in a row
'Neath the mango tree, you are the dancer
Kiss so gently, how can I say no?
Abeja Tontita, tu sabes la respuesta
Flores bonitas esperan para ti
Bailes libre abajo el arból de mango
Besas suave, como puedo decir no?
How do I say "I love you"?
When I speak you don't understand
¿Como se dice "te quiero"?
Cuando hablo no me entiendes
Silly Bumblebee, your sting won't protect you
when your heart is on the line
Abeja, la pica no te protegerá
en asuntos del corazón
Abeja Tontita, el corazón es mi propio
Silly Bumblebee, your heart is my own
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9. |
Improvisación en Ella
03:39
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(Mujer) Hay nadie comparar
(Mujer) Deseo que la conocieran
(Mujer) No hay palabras de describirla
(Mujer) Dirían una flor floreciente
(Mujer) Dirían una rosa encantadora
(Mujer) pero estas palabras no tienen el poder
Busqué los libros,
busqué las historias,
la historia demuestra demasiado débil
Comprensión está como tener el viento
Tengo que enseñarme a hablar otra vez
(La Mujer) Ella tiene...
Las definiciones me eluden
Todo sé es cómo ella me hace me siento,
feliz, sí, no, quizá
¿Cómo puedo escribir una canción
cuando no hay las palabras a decir
la quiero?
la quiero...
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