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Gentle
05:58
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You will betray who you are
You will forget who you were
You will pretend that your scars
Are just things that occur
You will forget how to keep
Keep things precious to you
You will pretend love is cheap
Because other people do
Stupid boy, you treat your heart like a toy
It's been broken at the seams
You claim not to know what this means
Foolish child, you say your love is something wild
They're gonna hurt you some more
Not gentle like before
You'll get back up again
You won't use the word "why"
You will use the word "friend"
And look them all in the eye
'Cause there's a place in your mind
A place you think you've known before
Where kindness means "of a kind"
And you know what love is for
Stupid boy, you treat your heart like a toy
It's been broken at the seams
You claim not to know what this means
Foolish child, you say your love is something wild
They're gonna hurt you some more
Not gentle like before
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Thieves
04:44
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I would know your body like a thief knows thieves
Know your pleasure like the scripture that the altarboy believes
I wanna watch you lick your lips when you want another kiss
See your hands upon the bedsheets as they clench into fists
I would know your body...
I would know your longing like a river near the sea
Know your hunger like the nectar that the flower surrenders to the bee
I wanna feel your body greedy, taking more than it needs
I wanna hear you ask for direction 'cuz you don't care where it leads
I would know your body...
Like a thief knows thieves
I would know your rapture like a priest knows his vice
Know your agony like ecstasy, the way a cat plays with mice
I wanna watch you look away when you know I've guessed your thoughts
Watch you hand me the key, though you want me to break all the locks
I would know your body...
Like a thief knows thieves
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3. |
Broken Things
04:35
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Broken little bird upon the ground
Hush now, don’t you make a sound
Why would you still lift your head and sing
The heart wants what it wants
And I love the broken things
Sweet child, hiding behind the door
It’s quiet now, but they’ll be fighting some more
Why would you still lift your head and sing
The heart wants what it wants
I love the broken things
Girl, you have fallen and ravaged your dress
Your needles were not made to mend
The world waits onstage for your beautiful mess
But you’d trade it all for a friend
A beautiful day / has broken into rain
Here we all stand at the grave just the same
Why would you still lift your head and sing
The heart wants what it wants
I love the broken things
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4. |
16 Windows
03:23
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Inside the sixteen-windowed room, so divine
That the moon asks gently at the glass
To come in
Across the checkerboard hell, where the snake
To the apple fell
She keeps the silence with no mercy for men
Inside the room with the four on the door
Where one and one's three, then one more
She bends the will of the world into one
Sixty-four steps up at the top of the stair
No god of man would dare
She sits sipping her coffees and creams
Her blue eyes shine like black
No one who sees them can ever come back
Except in the prayers of their dreams
Inside the room with the four on the door
Where one and one's three, then one more
She bends the will of the world into one...
Next to the jar where the sunflowers sleep
Drunk on the tears the mortal men weep
She winds the watch from before the end of time begun
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5. |
White Rose
05:00
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A white rose against a window
A new moon against the sky
Can you measure distance well enough
Enough to tell me goodbye
A silent room of travelers
Strangers waiting in a line
Can you trust in the sameness of your life
Well enough to wait there for a lifetime
An empty stage and an actor
Rehearsing for a play
Can you know your lines well enough
You forget what your heart would say
A ward for the self-committed
Losing track of time
Can you learn to love yourself
Well enough to trust your mind
A white rose against a window
A new moon against the sky
Can you measure distance well enough
Well enough to tell me
Goodbye
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6. |
Love With Your Mind
04:45
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Will you meet me by the river
We can watch the waves dance in the sunshine
Talk about our perfect sorrow, and drink too much
Of its pretty wine
I'd like to draw you a picture
Of the things my words can't seem to find
But I think with my heart
And you love with your mind
Will you meet me near the darkness
We can watch the fireflies speak with their light
Talk about our perfect sorrow, and hold each other
With tender might
Only a fool hopes for a tomorrow
That will take him back in time
But I think with my heart
And you love with your mind
Will you meet me near the ecstasy
That this love wants so much to own
Talk about our perfect sorrow, and join our bodies
Together, alone
I want so much to reach you
Share the love that's two of a kind
But I think with my heart
And you love with your mind
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7. |
Shadow Lover
04:29
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Shadow lover
Always dancing, never nearer
Though the wind that I have come to chase
You will never feel upon your face
Deep river
Always moving, never nearer
Though when I come to sing your name
You will never return to me the same
What could I say
The chain of words might rise above
Why should I pray
When you have taught me how to love
Little bright star
Always returning; never nearer
Though the sun divides the love that I am making
You will come to know the power of my waiting
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8. |
Today/Tomorrow
06:03
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Today or tomorrow / A difference that I can’t explain
Numbness or sorrow / A difference that feels the same
A misheard word, your namesake in a crowd
Reduces my world to one sweet sound
The real and the absurd, they lift up their shroud
Meaning becomes memory, a face that’s not found
Love or barter / a difference that I can’t explain
Victim or martyr / a difference that feels the same
My heart is full because my hands are not
Easy words with friends have become a disguise
And I feel the pull of a pain that won’t stop
I can face the mirror, but I can’t face my eyes
Courtesy or kindness / a difference that I can’t explain
Darkness or blindness / a difference that feels the same
If only I could keep time with place
Give my love to a world that would return it in kind
If only you would put your hand on my face
Look me in the eye, kiss me one more time
Courtesy or kindness / a difference that I can’t explain
Numbness or sorrow / a difference that feels the same
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9. |
Cry 4 Me
05:02
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When the bird that I was mending finally finds the door
When the flowers I was saving all fall to the floor
When the way you say my name doesn't sing anymore
Cry for me
When your gentle words of kindness don't feel all that kind
When the where we are now is far from your mind
When all those timeless things come to have a time
Cry for me
Come on and cry for me
Maybe you don't feel it, but would you try for me
I wouldn't want to steal it, but I would like to see
That I was once a friend to your heart
We were together before we were apart
Come on and cry for me
When I wake alone from my simple dreams
When all my wishful thinking becomes what it seems
When that beautiful bird finally finds its wings
Cry for me
Come on and cry for me
Maybe you don't feel it, but would you try for me
I wouldn't want to steal it, but I would like to see
That I was once a friend to your heart
We were together before we were apart
Come on and cry for me
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