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We ain't going to the town
We're going to the city
Gonna track this shit around
And make this place a heart
To be a part of
We ain't going to the town
We're going to the city
Gonna track this shit around
And make this place a heart
To be a part of
Again
No end
With no end
With no end
With no end
With no end
With no end
But we've come so baby
Make it with me in preparation for tonight
We've got so much to leave
That's not what makes this right
You've been building up steam
Ignited by this fight
So do this thing with me
Instead of tying on a tight one tonight
With no end
With no end
With no end
And we're gone
We ain't going to the town
We're going to the city
Gonna track this shit around
And make this place a heart
To be a part of
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Rosemary
Heaven restores you in life
Coming with me
Through the aging, the fear and the strife
It's the smiling on the package
It's the faces in the sand
It's the thought that holds you upwards
Embracing me with two hands
Write, we'll take you places
Yeah maybe to the beach
When your friends they do come crying
Tell them how your pleasure's set up on slow-release
Hey wait
Great smile
Sensitive to faith not
Denial
But hey whose on trial?
It took a life spent
With no cellmate
The long way back
Saying meanwhile can't we look the other way?
He speaks about travel
Yeah, we think about the land
We smile like all people
Feeling real tan
I can take you places
Do you need a new man?
Wipe the pollen from the faces
Make revision to a dream while you wait in the van
Hey wait
Great smile
Sensitive to faith not
Denial
But hey whose on trial?
It took a life spent
With no cellmate
Find a long way back
Saying meanwhile can't we look the other way?
You're weightless, you are exotic
You need something for which to care
Saying meanwhile can't we look the other way?
Leave some shards under the belly
Lay some grease inside my hand
It's a sentimental jury
And the makings of a good plan
You've come to love me nightly
Yeah you've come to hold me tight
Is this motion everlasting
Or do shutters pass in the night?
Rosemary
Oh heaven restores you in life
I spent a lifespan with no cellmate
The long way back
Saying meanwhile can't we look the other way?
You're weightless, semi-erotic
You need someone to take you there
Saying meanwhile can't we look the other way?
Why can't we just play the other game?
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Touch your thighs, I'm the lonely one
Remember that lass, because that was the right one
Oh, all your mysteries are moving in the sun
And show some love and respect
Wanna get some love and respect
Baby you can see that the gazing eye won't lie
Don't give up your lover tonight
Cause it's just you, me and this fire, alright
Let's tend to the engine tonight
Oh
She found a lonely sound
She keeps on waiting for time out there
Oh love, can you love me babe
Love, is this loving babe
Is time turning around
Feast your eyes, I'm the only one
Control me, console me
Cause that's just how it should be done
Oh, all your history's like fire from a busted gun
Now show some love and respect
Don't wanna get a life of regret
But baby you can see that the gazing eye won't lie
Don't give up your lover tonight
She found a lonely sound
She keeps on waiting for time out there
Oh love, can you love me babe
Love, is this loving babe
Is time turning around
He slips into the bedroom
And you know he misses alright
Old names, we'll make sweet
Will sustain us through the night
Inside my bedroom baby
Touch me, oh tonight
Promises, we'll make some
Will reveal our sense of right
You should be in my space
You should be in my life
You should be in my space
You should be in my life
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Time is like a broken watch
And make money like Fred Astaire
I see that you've come to resist me
(?)
The pretends is not what restricts me
It's the circles inside
An anatomy of kisses
And a teacher who tries
And knows how we'll disappear
Would like to be my Missus
And a future with child
You know we can't get back from here
We can get away
Baby won't you try to find me
Baby won't you try to fight
Baby won't you try to find me
Maybe it will be alright
Along the way
Tears guarding the wake of your life
There's nothing like this built today
You'll never see a finer ship in your life
We sail today
Tears guarding the wake of your life
There's nothing like this built today
You'll never see a finer ship
Or see a better tip in your life
I am the scavenger
Between the sheets of ...
Lately I can't tell for sure
It seems like anyone
Are you the scavenger?
Between the sheets of ...
Lately I can't tell for sure
It seems like anyone
Lady won't you try to find me
Lady there is no need to fight
Lady won't you try to find me
Lady it will be alright
We sail today
Tears are drowning in the wake of your life
There's nothing like this built today
You'll never see a finer ship in your life
Along the way
The sea will crowd us with lovers at night
There's nothing like this built today
You'll never see a finer ship
Or receive a better tip in your life
I see that you've come to resist me
(?)
White Goddess, red Goddess
Black temptress of the sea, you treat me right
Black Goddess, red Goddess
White temptress of the sea, you treat me right
White Goddess, black Goddess
Red temptress of the sea, you treat me right
White Goddess, red Goddess
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Yeah but nobody searches
Nobody cares somehow
When the loving that you've wasted
Comes raining from a hapless cloud
I myself may look upon your face
Disappear in the sweet, sweet gaze
See the living that surrounds me
Dissipate in a violent waste
Can't you see what you've done to my heart
And soul...
This is a wasteland now
We spies, we slow hands
Put the weights all around yourself
We spies, oh yeah, we slow hands
You put the weights all around yourself
I submit my incentive is romance
I watched the pole dance of the stars
We rejoice cause the hurting is so painless
From the distance of passing cars
But I am married to your charms and grace
Just be crazy like the good old days
You make me wanna pick up a guitar
And celebrate the myriad ways that I love you
Can't you see what you've done to my heart
And soul...
This is a wasteland now
We spies, yeah, we slow hands
You put the weights all around yourself
We spies, oh yeah, we slow hands
Killer for hire, you know that yourself
We spies, we slow hands
Put the weights all around yourself
We spies, oh yeah, we slow hands
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I'll lay down my glasses
I'll lay down in houses
If things come alive
I'll subtract pain by ounces
Yeah, I will start painting houses
If things come alive
I promise to commit no acts of violence
Either physical or otherwise
If things come alive
I'll say it now
I'll say it now
Say it now
Oh I'll say it now
Cause I want it now
When personality is scar tissue
We travel south with this use
I'm subtle like a lion's cage
Such a cautious display
Remember take hold of your time here
Give some meanings to the means
To your end
Not even jail
We marshal in the days of longing
We tremble like aimless children
And wait to watch the fire
And airing on the side of caution
Betraying all the symptoms
But girl you shake it right
I will bounce you on the lap of silence
We will free love to the beats of science
And girl you shake it right
I'll say it now
Oh but all this to learn and your hair's so free
Can't you feel all the warmth of my sincerity
You make motion when you cry
You're making peoples lives feel less private
Don't take time away
You need motion when you cry
We all hold hands
Can we all hold hands
When we make new friends
I pretend like no one else
To try to control myself
I'm sort of like a lion's cage
Such a cautious display
Remember take hold of your time here
Give some meanings to the means
To your end
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If time is a vessel, then learning to love
Might be my way back to sea
The flying, the medal, the turning above
These are just ways to be seen
We all get paid
Yeah some get faith before they die
But the stars we will navigate
Through the holes in your eyes
How many days will it take to end
How many ways to reach your hand, oh
You and I
Oh, so swoon baby starry nights
May our bodies remain
You move with me, I'll treat you right, baby
May our bodies remain
There is love to be made
So just stay here for this while
Perhaps heart strings resuscitate
The fading sounds of your life
How many days will it take to land
How many ways to reach your hand, ahh
Oh, you and I
So swoon baby starry nights
May our bodies remain
As weak we move, I'll feed you light, baby
May our bodies remain
Oh yeah in history, I'll treat you right, baby
I'm honest that way, hey
Swoon baby starry nights
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It's way too late to be this locked inside ourselves
The trouble is that you're in love with someone else
It should be me. Oh, it should be me
Sacred parts, your get aways
You come along on summer days
Tenderly, tastefully
It's so me, we make time
Try to find somebody else
This place is mine
Set the day, you know exactly how I feel
I had my doubts little girl
I'm in love with something real
It could be me, that's changing!
It's so me, we make time
To try and find somebody else
We pass a line
Now season with health
Two lovers walk on lakeside mile
Try pleasing with stealth, rodeo (?)
See the stands long ending path
Oh, how I love you
And in the evening, when we are sleeping
We are sleeping. Oh, we are sleeping
It's so me, we make time
We try to find somebody else
Who has a line
Now season with health
Two lovers walk on lakeside mile
Try pleasing with stealth, rodeo (?)
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This could be destiny
Oh sweetheart
I've had no sense of time
Since we started
I got friends in need
Oh sweetheart
I'd go lengths and lengths and lengths of love
Since we started this thing now
Complex salacious removal
Complex salacious removal
There is a bitter breed
Oh sweetheart
They will be watching you sometimes
With their bitter hearts
But we went through with these
Oh we're shifting the heartache
We want strong summer love that must roam washed up blood
Just to stay away
Complex salacious removal
Complex salacious removal
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A time to be so small
Bottom of the ocean
Saw him under the boat
Saw you making knots
Saw you get the rope
A boy appearing on the deck
Making it lurch
Bubble of your interests
Ready to burst
He whistles and he runs
Saw you in distraction of
Sleeping slow despair
Bursting in a rapture
But he wasn't even there
Feature is a creature
Though you wish you were the wind
Boat will not stop moving
If you tie him up until the end
He whistles and he runs so hold him fast
Pray the lord the wants to let it last
He might succumb to what you haven't seen
He has a keen eye for what you didn't see
when the cadaverous mobs
In the doors to the tent
And man, meanwhile you cannot be
I want you to be there
When he gets to the end
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