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Come on inside
Let me pour you a drink
It just turns out I
Have had too much to think
I've held this dream
Every night and every day
But now it seems like
We're just fading away
You used to say, used to say
That I'm the only one
You used to say, used to say
That I'm the only one
You used to say, used to say
That I'm the only one
But I'm still dreaming of you babe
I wash my hair
Inside the kitchen sink
You dye yours
Black as Indian ink
It's just so that I
I don't know who you really are
It's driving me mad
That I took this way too far
You used to say, used to say
That I'm the only one
You used to say, used to say
That I'm the only one
You used to say, used to say
That I'm the only one
You used to say, used to say
That I'm the only one
You used to say, used to say
That I'm the only one
You used to say, used to say
That I'm the only one
But I'm still dreaming of you babe
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2. |
Death Of Cold
04:00
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Your atmosphere is freezing
But Lagavulin warms you straight through
Vignette around your reason
Casts shadows 'round the outside of you
My love for you flows through me
Like the raindrops falling off a roof
With every drip drop drizzle
No I don't get miserable, I choose
To not hold an umbrella
'Cause I'll let you soak me to the bone
Under your passing cloud babe
I don't feel quite so alone
You ought to know, you ought to know
This love will catch your death of cold
You ought to know, you ought to know
This love will catch your death of cold
The rouge of lipstick smearin'
'Round crystal rims that sparkle in gloom
Explain to me the reason, tell me
We can't cut to the heart of me and you
My love for you flows through me
Like the raindrops falling off a roof
With every drip drop drizzle
No I don't get miserable, I choose
To not hold an umbrella
'Cause I'll let you soak me to the bone
Under your passing cloud babe
I don't feel quite so alone
You ought to know, you ought to know
This love will catch your death of cold
You ought to know, you ought to know
This love will catch your death of cold
When your heart starts beating quicker, yeah
You best be getting out of this breathless room
Like a spectre in a slicker
The fear of love is following you
Oooo oooo oooo
(This love will catch your death of cold)
You ought to know, you ought to know
This love will catch your death of cold
You ought to know, you ought to know
This love will catch your death of cold
You ought to know, you ought to know
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3. |
Seabird
04:30
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Hold on for a moment
I know what we're getting to
Breathe in for a moment
'Cause baby, baby
We are coming true
You're my little seabird
Pure and bright and true
On every waking sunrise
I watch the coast for you
Red skies in the morning
Forebode nothing to me
'Cause you will give me warning
When we are meant to be
Hold on for a moment
I know what we're getting to
Breathe in for a moment
'Cause baby, baby
We are coming true
Pull the covers over
But don't you dare go sleep
Storm rolls in the distance
And echoes in the sea
As the tides are rising
Your heart falls into me
Together we are finding
What we are meant to be
The water
Is thigh high
Don't bother
With goodnight
A lighthouse
In moonlight
Through thunder
Cloud skies
Eyes glisten
Palms listen
They whisper in the distance
I need you
I feel you
You are you
I am you
An ocean of emotion
Comes settling down
Settling down
Down, down
Hold on for a moment
I know what we're getting to
Breathe in for moment
'Cause baby, baby
Breathe in for a moment
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4. |
Leather & Pearls
03:27
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Traffic light
Every time
Karma's sure-fire warning sign
That someday you would roll up next to me
Chromed tail
Bright red nails
Rev it up my face goes pale
I try to look like this is where I should be
Leather and pearls
Leather and pearls
I'd like to see your love unfurl
But you ride away
You ride away from me
Leather and pearls
Leather and pearls
Facetious wink and then you will
Just ride away
You ride away from me
Somewhere
Under there
A helmets hiding primmed up hair
Oh what else is your lambskin concealing?
Pristine
With gasoline
Pretty girl don't play with me
I can't believe that you could be so twee
Leather and pearls
Leather and pearls
I'd like to see your love unfurl
But you ride away
You ride away from me
Leather and pearls
Leather and pearls
Facetious wink and then you will
Just ride away
You ride away from me
Look out here she come
Look out here she come
Look out here she come
Leather and pearls
Leather and pearls
I'd like to see your love unfurl
But you ride away
You ride away from me
Leather and pearls
Leather and pearls
Facetious wink and then you will
Just ride away
You ride away from me
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5. |
It Was Not A Mistake
03:02
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She
She sends a signal clear as day
She
She's not equipped with a fail safe
Bail out
If there is time, because she's got you trained to fight
If you don't, out with your lights
'Cause she'll be coming for you
And judging by the look on her face
It was not a mistake, it was not a mistake
Judging by the look on her face
It was not a mistake, it was not a mistake
You grab the bull right by the horns
What is this nightmare for?
I am the matador
Judging by the look on her face
It was not a mistake, it was not a mistake
Ow
She
She's moulds you just like Plasticine
She
She's got a nefarious scheme
Bail out
Love's on the line, familiar voice rings in the night
But you won't, you gotta fight
'Cause she'll be coming for you
Judging by the look on her face
It was not a mistake, it was not a mistake
Judging by the look on her face
It was not a mistake, it was not a mistake
You grab the bull right by the horns
What is this nightmare for?
I am the matador
Judging by the look on her face
It was not a mistake, it was not a mistake
Vindicator
Engines blaring through the sky
Accidental instigator
Make no mistake!
No way, no way
Judging by the look on her face
It was not a mistake, it was not a mistake
Judging by the look on her face
It was not a mistake, it was not a mistake
You grab the bull right by the horns
What is this nightmare for?
I am the matador
Judging by the look on her face
It was not a mistake, it was not a mistake
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6. |
Chances
04:35
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On the off chance
That you are all alone tonight
In the darkness
Hiding from the hallway light
How I wish I were there
Fingers twisting in your hair
Sweet nothings are said
But this is all in my head
On the off chance
I get a little sleep tonight
Our circumstance
Plays out like a sonnet's rhyme
'Cause I'll be dreaming of you
And all the things that you do
Will arrange in my head
When nothing is said
Our dreams are so picked over
And we are getting older
With all are chances fading
We relegate to maybe
Our dreams are so picked over
And we are getting older
And all are chances fading
We relegate to maybe
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