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You Do
04:44
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I saw you
At the bottom of the world that you drew
And I don’t know about most of what I said that I knew
That’s why you do
I knew you
Before the fates of time in line could try to push it through
And I don’t know if you were thinking the same thing too
or why you do
It’s so sad to see it happen again
It’s getting harder to be who I am
I’m getting farther from the place I thought I knew
As you do
I heard you
In the middle of the crowd and I think you heard me too
And I can tell you twenty thousand things I think are true
But it’s a lie – and you knew
It’s so sad to see it happen again
It’s getting harder to be who I am
I’m getting farther from the place I thought I knew
As you do
Don’t take it to a distant shore
Stay beside me, open the door
Don’t tell me even if you know it’s true
Like you do
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Didja
03:46
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Didja ever wonder why it seemed so good
for everybody else from the old neighborhood?
Didja cast a line into an empty sea?
Or didja maybe wanna dance with me?
Come on...
Come on...
Didja hear about your long lost friend
and wonder why you gotta be a bridesmaid again?
Didja hope somebody might take that seat?
Well, didja maybe wanna dance with me?
Come on...
Come on...
I'm not saying be anybody's princess
But didja think about why you gotta be alone?
If I dig up all the reasons, I must confess...
Well didja really?
Well didja really?
Didja ever want me to call you back?
And didja recall the time you never called me back?
And didja think it's time to rethink hesitancy?
Or didja maybe wanna dance with me?
Come on...
Come on...
I'm not saying be anybody's princess
But didja think about why you gotta be alone?
If I dig up all the reasons, I must confess...
Well didja really?
Well didja really?
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East of the Moon
05:20
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I don’t think it went down like you said
Every little lie that gathers in the back of your head
Alone at a backroom table in a catch-22
But the white sweater you’re wearing sure looks good on you
Maybe if I lost it, I’ll get it back
Say it to remind me, we could bring it back
'Cos everybody waits so long…
Maybe it would be easier east of the moon?
Maybe it would be easier east of the moon?
I’ve been chasing my thoughts for too long
And every last one got away as I rambled on
And everything got out of hand and out of control
So I couldn’t blame you for counting every dime in the toll
But maybe if I lost it, I’ll get it back
Say it to remind me, we could bring it back
'Cos everybody waits so long…
Maybe it would be easier east of the moon?
Maybe it would be easier east of the moon?
Now I can hear it fading, broken in the distance
Possibly remaining, through far too much resistance
But I lost you somewhere east of the moon
And you’re not traveling west anytime soon
...maybe it would be easier east of the moon?
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Telephone
03:42
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My telephone ain’t too hard to call
It’s just some numbers through some wires and walls
Or satellites, if you like that ride
It’s still the same sad guy sitting quiet inside
That thing don’t ring like I wish it would
Just one ring and I’d be yours for good
‘Cos I’d promise castles and princely things
Oh I could make you laugh if you’d give me a ring
Or I could make you sigh if you’d give me a ring
Oh I swear you would smile – give me a ring
I've seen you coming down the broken steps
But between you and me, that’s easy to forget
So let the tidal wave come crashing down
Wrapping us up like a color surround
Because your beauty is a color surround
I might as well just unplug the thing
Save on the bill, then I could buy something
But just because I take opinion as fact
Oh I know that you’ll come around and call me back
Or I think that you’ll come around and call me back
If you have a minute, maybe, call me back?
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