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Grace Notes
04:22
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GRACE NOTES
Penn station subway belches her out
Into the filthy city’s flirting throng
The neon signs kiss her eyes
And whisper out their seductive song
On the street at last she stands in line
The city around her is looking down
But Grace looks up and cranes her neck
She takes in everything around
Grace looks and
Grace feels and
Grace thinks and
Grace sees and
Grace grips her pen and
Grace pauses and then
Grace notes…
The fridge is empty except for wine
A tiny island in a sea of tears
Her head swims with her sister’s goings on
And makes endless list of her fears
Grace looks and
Grace feels and
Grace thinks and
Grace sees and
Grace grips her pen and
Grace pauses and then
Grace notes…
Another week documenting other people’s days
Blue etched on white, scrawled like her life
As vicarious lover as you could ever wish for
Sitting silent softly in the sullen half light
Grace looks and
Grace feels and
Grace thinks and
Grace sees and
Grace grips her pen and
Grace pauses and then
Grace notes…
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Ours And Ours Alone
03:56
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OURS AND OURS ALONE
Sometimes, we’re just like solving a puzzle
Using feelings instead of clues
No need to crack the code or scratch our heads
No need for us to work out whose limb is whose
All the places we’ve been to
All the things that we’ve done
We don’t to define them, they’ll never be gone
We built this together, we built this alone
Didn’t build it as two, we built it as one
We don’t need to over-think it when we think about it…
Oh-oh - We know what we mean
No-one feels like we do
Oh-oh - We know what we mean
And what we have
Is ours and ours alone
Oh-oh- We know what we mean
Okay, I’ve been thinking about this
Wondering what, “we” might mean
I thought about this and I thought about that
I thought about everything in between
All the places we’ve ventured
All things that we bid
All those pure moments under covers we hid
I realize that we don’t need words
Words that describe, when we could just BE
Perhaps we don’t need to articulate it, articulate it!
Chorus
Feelings are feelings – words are just words
Wouldn't you rather we were understood than heard?
Chorus
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3. |
A Man On A Train
03:16
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A MAN A ON A TRAIN
A man on a train
Just a man on a train
Alone in a crowd
I’m just a man on a train
New Haven line
From Grand Central through Rye
Stepping off at Westport
Leaving Darien goodbye
A man on a train
Just a man on a train
Alone in a crowd
I’m just a man on a train
Smiles in the bar
A glance and a drink
Knocking back the usual
Take my time to think that I’m a
A man on a train
Just a man on a train
Alone in a crowd
I’m just a man on a train
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WHEN WE WERE AT THE BRINK
A long, long time ago
Back when we were tagging cave-walls
A man stopped to catch his breath
And took a pause from hunting
To reflect on short-term deals
Over long-term value creation
And he looked up at the skies with a bubble
Bursting realization
Hunting fishing farming dwelling
Overvalued mortgage selling
Dressed in furs and hides and covers
Building a fire for Lehman Brothers
When we were at the brink
When were scared for our lives
Standing on a cliff
Scared as the world melted down
When we were at the brink
Back to subprime caves
Hewn from Northern Rock deposits
Wielding clubs and sticks
And an unhealthy debt burden
Let’s discover fire
Before we go into foreclosure
Worried about the wolves at night and
Collateralized debt exposure
Prehistoric tools responding
Group cohesion social bonding
Cave art daubed in ochre and black
Of Fannie Mae and Fannie Mac
When we were at the brink
When were scared for our lives
Standing on a cliff
Scared as the world melted down
When we were at the brink
When we were at the brink
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5. |
Would It Kill You?
02:56
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WOULD IT KILL YOU?
Would it kill you to say hi?
Would it kill you just to reply?
Well I texted 13 minutes ago
Would it kill you?
Is it wrong for you to return?
Is it wrong to show concern?
I texted 14 minutes ago
Would it kill you?
Are you scared to show that you care?
Do you act like I'm not there?
I texted 15 minutes ago
Would it kill you?
So why are you blanking me?
Are you really so busy?
I texted 16 minutes ago
Would it kill you?
I can’t take this straight rejection anymore
I won’t have you act like I don’t breathe,
I don’t exist…
I take 1 1 1 cause you left me and
2 2 2 for my family and
3 3 3 for my heartache and
4 4 4 for my headaches and
5 5 5 for my loneliness and
6 6 6 for my sorrow and
7 7 for no tomorrow and
8 8 I forget what 8 was for and
9 9 9 for a lost god and
10 10 10 10 for everything
everything everything everything
Would it kill you to say hi?
Would it kill you just to reply?
I texted 17 minutes ago
Would it kill you?
Is it wrong for you to return?
Is it wrong to show concern?
I texted 18 minutes ago
Would it kill you?
Are you scared to show that you care?
Do you act like I'm not there?
I texted 19 minutes ago
Would it kill you?
So why are you blanking me?
Are you STILL so busy?
I texted 20 minutes ago
Would it kill you?
I can’t take this straight rejection anymore
I won’t have you act like I don’t breathe
I don’t exist…
Would it kill you to say hi?
Would it kill you just to reply?
I texted 21 minutes ago
Would it kill you?
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THE LIFE CYCLE OF THE GOOD SPIES!
Good spies! To the couch!
Climb up to the shelf
Under Spike’s cage and through the door!
They run over to the table
Put their goggles in the case
And hide where no-one sees
Run around
Jump and hide
Take care of
Your Spy goggles!
When you’re saving the world from the bad guys
You got stand with your best friends
And with the life cycle of the good spies
You’ll get there in the end
Crawl through the tunnel
Make bridges with chairs
Stop and grab a drink
They hide behind the curtains
keep really quiet
and an eye on everything
Run around
Jump and hide
Take care of
Your Spy goggles!
When you’re saving the world from the bad guys
You got stand with your best friends
And with the life cycle of the good spies
You’ll get there in the end
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ON BEING LOST IN THE MOMENT
I want you and need you
I’ve got to be near you
Be with you I miss you
Both that you and this you
On Monday and Tuesday
On Wednesday through Friday
Both Sat’day and Sunday
From late Jan. to mid-May
No I don’t feel time move on
I’m lost in the moment
Cos when we’re alone - I feel the clock just ticking backwards
When it’s just us - I feel time stand still around me
And I’m lost in the moment
In autumn and winter
And springtime and summer
December from mid-June
The too late and too soon
The seconds, the minutes
The AM the PM
The weeks and the weekends
The fortnights and months-end
No I don’t feel time move on
Cos I’m lost in the moment
Cos when we’re alone - I feel the clock just ticking backwards
When it’s just us - I feel time stand still around me
And I’m lost in the moment
The tocking, the ticking
The quarters, the seasons
The years and centuries
The eras, the eons (repeat)
No I don’t feel time move on
Cos I’m lost in the moment
Cos when we’re alone - I feel the clock just ticking backwards
When it’s just us - I feel time stand still around me
And I’m lost in the moment
And I don’t feel time move on
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OH, WON'T YOU BE MY DAISY B?
Oh won’t you be my Daisy B?
I want a girl — a girl with Jazz-age morals
On this slender, riotous isle
And I want parties — I want decadent plans
East Egg living, loose and lithe
I want a girl — with splendid wedding pearls
So costly that they seem a crime
But I’d like those pearls — oh so neatly wrapped
On somebody else’s dime
Oh won’t you be my Daisy B?
I want the worthless whirl — of the Persian Room
Aristocratic accusations fly
I want to skim, not read, glossy magazines
I want that irresistible smile
Oh won’t you be my Daisy B?
But she wants a man
Who’s just stepped out of an advert
She’ll never say, “I love you”
Instead a secret code
Where she’ll just praise
His classic cool
And his European style
And she’ll get lost
Once she dives in
To that irresistible smile
I want the world to blink - at our gaudy lives
I want to be envied and loathed
I want to be washed out — in Long Island Sound
On this barnyard shallow coast
Oh won’t you be my Daisy B?
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RIGHT, WRONG & THE GREY AREAS IN BETWEEN
Though I’ve seen it I can’t believe it
Changed your mind and at once reprieved me
Shifting sands and changing agendas
The coffee drips and I know I’ll end up
In another place
And I was right
And now I’m wrong
Slowly softly gently but manic
Breathing faster find frantic panic
Argue outwards, inwards in silence
An air of calm and unspoken violence
So I say nothing
I was right
Now I’m wrong
On the stairs falling and climbing
In the basement failing and trying
Turn the sound off on the tv
Hide the radio – and the cd
Silence ringing out
I was right
Now I’m wrong
And I was right
And now I’m wrong
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THE TOWNS THEY DROWNED IN MEDICINE
I remember the time
Before we turned to crime
When we waved
To our neighbors who walked by
I remember the days
Before we lost our way
When we smiled
With our doors left open wide
We could never see tomorrow
Now we’re here with what to follow?
Replaced polite with fear and sorrow, now
In the towns they drowned in medicine
We are numb - we are the numb
You can’t idealize the past
Or change what we weren’t asked
Life moves on
And it leaves us all behind
But now the game is played
I can’t help being betrayed
By the shutters on the doors
Of our little palaces
These estates stood for tomorrow
Utopia replaced by sorrow
I just find it hard to swallow, now
In the towns they drowned in medicine
We are numb - we are the numb
Medicated on booze
Medicated on glue
Medicated on crime
Medicated by whom?
Dedicated to self
Dedicated to wealth
Dedicated to no-one else
But the ghosts of you
In the towns they drowned in medicine
We are numb - we are the numb
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Jimi Cagney Experience Montclair, New Jersey
All words, music and instruments written, sung and played by Neal. Apologies for the singing...
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