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4. | Crying (duet with Roy Orbison) |
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(k.d. lang/Ben Mink)
Trail of broken hearts
Looking back at you
Now and from the start
These words will travel true
The godspeed of trust
Will settle the dust
We've been passing through
Leaving just a part
Down the trail of broken hearts
Broken trail so long
A long and tired past
An emptiness has gone
I've found this place at last
And here will remain
With only the aim
Of staying sure and fast
Leaving just a part
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(k.d. lang/Ben Mink)
Even through the darkest phase
Be it thick or thin
Always someone marches brave
Here beneath my skin
Constant craving
Has always been
Maybe a great magnet pulls
All souls towards truth
Or maybe it is life itself
That feeds wisdom
To its youth
Constant craving
Has always been
Craving
Ah ha
Constant craving
Has always been
Constant craving
Has always been
Constant craving
Has always been
Craving
Ah ha
Constant craving
Has always been
Has always been
Has always been
Has always been
Has always been
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(Albert Louis Hammond/Michael Hazlewood)
If I could make a wish,
I think I'd pass.
Can't think of anything I need -
No cigarettes, no sleep, no light, no sound,
Nothing to eat, no books to read.
Making love with you
Has left me peaceful, warm, and tired.
What more could I ask?
There's nothing left to be desired.
Peace came upon me and it leaves me weak.
So sleep, silent angel, go to sleep.
Sometimes, all I need is the air that I breathe
And to love you.
All I need is the air that I breathe,
Yes, to love you.
All I need is the air that I breathe.
Making love with you
Has left me peaceful, warm, and tired.
What more could I ask?
There's nothing left to be desired.
Sometimes, all I need is the air that I breathe
And to love you.
All I need is the air that I breathe,
Yes, to love you.
All I need is the air that I breathe.
Peace came upon me and it leaves me weak.
So sleep, silent angel, go to sleep.
Sleep, silent angel, go to sleep.
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(Neil Young)
There is a town in north Ontario,
With dream comfort memory to spare,
And in my mind
I still need a place to go,
All my changes were there.
Blue, blue windows behind the stars,
Yellow moon on the rise,
Big birds flying across the sky,
Throwing shadows on our eyes.
Leave us
Helpless, helpless, helpless
Baby can you hear me now?
The chains are locked
and tied across the door,
Baby, sing with me somehow.
Blue, blue windows behind the stars,
Yellow moon on the rise,
Big birds flying across the sky,
Throwing shadows on our eyes.
Leave us
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I am wrought with paranoia
Or I have brought myself before you
Nakedly awaiting you're o.k.
Could it be that I annoy you
Flaunting ways that I adore you
I have no control here either way
* I awake at night with it
And in spite of it
It unravels me
It's begun to frighten me
Is it so that my persistance
Blocks the path of least resistance
Maybe I'm just getting in your way
**But I'm alright
If you're o.k.
Ya, I'm alright
If you're O.K.
Can you offer some assistance
Let me in on how, for instance
I should be convincing you to sway
(repeat *)
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(C. Isaak)
*Western stars light up the sky
Hear the desert wind roll by
Tonight, tonight
Western stars can break your heart
They keep shinin' when we're apart
Tonight, tonight
I watch, I wait
How long will my heart ache
Tonight, oh tonight
I watch, I wait
My heart is bound to break
Tonight
Western stars light up the sky
Tonight I'm alone to cry
Tonight
I watch, I wait
My heart is bound to break
Tonight
(repeat*)
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(Jane Siberry)
I live in the hills
You live in the valleys
And all that you know are those blackbirds
You rise every morning
Wondering what in the world will the world bring today
Will it bring you joy or will it take it away
And every step you take is guided by
The love of the light on the land and the blackbird's cry
You will walk in good company
The valley is dark
The burgeoning holding
The stillness obscured by their judging
You walk through the shadows
Uncertain and surely hurting
Deserted by the blackbirds and the staccato of the staff
And though you trust the light towards which you wend your way
Sometimes you feel all that you wanted has been taken away
You will walk in good company
I love the best of you
You love the best of me
Though it is not always easy
Lovely? lovely?
We will walk in good company
The shepherd upright and flowing
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piltch/lang
early morning mid-july
anticipation's making me high
the smell of sunday in our hair...
you ran on the beach with kennedy flair
sweet, sweet burn
of sun and summer wind
and you my friend
my new fun thing
my summerfling
laugh...oh how we would laugh
at anything
and so pretend
forsake the logic
of perfect plans...
a perfect moment
slipped through our hands
sweet, sweet burn
of sun and summer wind
and you my friend
my new fun thing
my summerfling
strange...
the wind can change so quickly
without a word of warning
rearrange our lives
until they're torn in two
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(k.d. lang/Ben Mink)
Just a kiss just a kiss
I have lived just for this
I can't explain why I've become
Miss Chatelaine
Just a smile just a smile
Hold me captive just a while
I can't explain why I've become
Miss Chatelaine
Every time your eyes meet mine
Clouds of qualm
Burst into sunshine
Just a sigh just a sigh
Words my love just reply
I can't explain why I've become
Miss Chatelaine
Miss Chatelaine
Zing!!
Just a smile just a smile
Hold me captive just a while
I can't explain why I've become
Miss Chatelaine
Every time your eyes meet mine
Clouds of qualm
Burst into sunshine
Just a kiss just a kiss
I have lived just for this
I can't explain why I've become
Miss Chatelaine
Miss Chatelaine
Miss Chatelaine
Miss Chatelaine
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She arrives like autumn in a rainstorm
The threat of thunder above
I'll return from the streets of Melbourne
I'll return my love
This is world is filled with frozen lovers
The sheets of their beds are frightfully cold
And I've slept there in the snow with others
Yet loved no others before
These cold dark places
Places I've been
In cold dark places
I dream of spring
This world is filled frozen lovers
The sheets of their beds are frightfully cold
And I've slept there in the snow with others
Yet loved no others before
These cold darks places
Places I've been
In cold dark places
I dream of spring
In cold dark places
I dream of spring
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(Leonard Cohen)
Now I've heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you
To a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
You say I took the name in vain
I don't even know the name
But if I did, well really, what's it to you?
There's a blaze of light
In every word
It doesn't matter which you heard
The holy or the broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
I did my best, it wasn't much
I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch
I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you
And even though
It all went wrong
I'll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
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Help me
I think I'm falling
In love again
When I get
That crazy feeling
I know
I'm in trouble again
I'm in trouble
'Cause you're a rambler
And a gambler
And a sweet-talking
Ladies man
And you love your loving
But not like you
Love your freedom
Help me
I think I'm falling
In love too fast
It's got me
Hoping for the future
And worrying
About the past
'Cause I've seen
Some hot hot blazes
Come down to smoke
And ash
We love our loving
But not like
We love our freedom
Didn't it feel good
We were sitting
There talking
Or there not talking
Didn't it feel good
You dance with the lady
With the hole
In her stocking
Didn't it feel good
Didn't it feel good
Didn't it feel good
Didn't it feel good
Help me
I think I'm falling
In love with you
Are you going to
Let me go
There by myself
That's such
A lonely thing to do
Both of us
Flirting around
Flirting and flirting
Hurting too
We love our loving
But not like
We love our freedom
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(k.d. lang/Teddy Borowiecki)
Hush sweet lover, hush
And gently hold me in your trust
Lay down your walls
Let me love you with lust
Hush sweet lover, hush
And gently fold me in your touch
I beg of you hush, lover hush
Fall sweet lover, fall
Fall, giving me all
All you can give
Lover please give me all
Hush sweet lover, hush
And gently sway this waking crush
Soothe my desire
And my wanting you so
Hush sweet lover, hush
And gently stay within our trust
I beg of you hush, lover hush
I'm willing to fall
I'll give you my all
All I can give
I'll give my all
Hush sweet lover, hush
And gently fold me in your touch
I beg of you hush, lover hush
I beg of you hush, lover hush
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Have the gods lost their minds,
Are they acting out of kindness?
To send a vision such as you,
Now the object of my blindness
The alchemy of inner worlds,
Can they possibly explain it?
All the grace that you possess,
With my complexity and plainness.
You and I,
Beautifully Combined
Beyond knowing why,
Truth is you and I
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I was alright for a while
I could smile for a while
Then I saw you last night
You held my hand so tight
When you stopped to say hello
You wished me well, you couldn't tell
That I'd been crying over you
Crying over you
Then you said "so long"
And left me standing all alone
Alone and crying
Crying, crying, crying
It's hard to understand
That the touch of your hand
Can start me crying
I thought that I was over you
But it's true, so true
I love you even more than I did before
But darling what can I do?
No you don't love me and I'll always be
Crying over you
Crying over you
Yes, now you're gone
And from this moment on
I'll be crying, crying, crying, crying,
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Love for sale
Appetizing young love for sale
Love that's fresh and still unspoiled
Love that's only slightly soiled
Love for sale
Who will buy
Who would like to sample my supply
Who's prepared to pay the price
For a trip to paradise
Love for sale
Let the poets pipe of love
In their childish way
I know every type of love
Better far than they
If you want the thrill of love
I've been through the mill of love
Old love
New love
Everything but true love
Love for sale
Appetizing young love for sale
If you want to try my wares
Follow me and climb the stairs
Love for sale
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Once there was a way, to get back homeward
Once there was a way, to get back home
Sleep pretty darling, do not cry
And I will sing a lullabye
Golden slumbers fill your eyes
Smiles await you when you rise
Sleep pretty darling, do not cry
And I will sing a lullabye
Once there was a way, to get back homeward
Once there was a way, to get back home
Sleep pretty darling, don't you cry
I'll sing a lullabye
And in the end
The love you take
Is equal to the love
You make
Golden slumbers fill your eyes
Smiles await you when you rise
Sleep pretty darling, do not cry
I will sing a lullabye
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When the sun goes down here
And darkness falls
The blanket of winter
Leaves no light at all
You search for shelter
To calm the storm
Shaking with an instinct
Just to stay warm
Chorus:
But I'd walk through the snow barefoot
If you'd open up your door
I'd walk through the snow barefoot
You hear the howling
Of dogs and wind
Stirring up the secrets
That are frozen within
The ice will haunt you
It lays so deep
Locking up inside you
The dreams that you keep
Chorus
This wind...through my soul...blows cold
Chorus
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Like someone that hasn't any country
Like a stranger visiting from Mars
I went around alone, just like a rolling stone
Until I read a message in the stars
It must have been moonglow, 'way up in the blue
It must have been moonglow that led me straight to you
I still hear you saying, "Dear one, hold me fast"
And I start in praying, Oh Lord, please let this last
We seemed to float right through the air
Heavenly songs seemed to come from ev'rywhere
And now when there's moonglow 'way up in the blue
I always remember that moonglow gave me you
It must have been moonglow, 'way up in the blue
It must have been moonglow that led me straight to you
I still hear you saying, "Dear one, hold me fast"
And I start in praying, Oh Lord, please let this last
We seemed to float right through the air
Heavenly songs seemed to come from ev'rywhere
And now when there's moonglow 'way up in the blue
I'll always remember, that moonglow gave me you
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Strange dear, but true dear,
When I'm close to you, dear,
The stars fill the sky,
So in love with you am I.
Even without you,
My arms fold about you,
You know, darling why,
So in love with you am I.
In love with the night mysterious,
The night when you first were there.
In love with my joy delirious,
When I knew that you could care.
So taunt me, and hurt me,
Deceive me, desert me,
I'm yours till I die,
So in love,
So in love,
So in love with you, my love, am I.
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Santa Maria, Santa Teresa, Santa Anna, Santa Susannah
Santa Cecilia, Santa Copelia, Santa Domenica, Mary Angelica
Frater Achad, Frater Pietro, Julianus, Petronilla
Santa, Santos, Miroslaw, Vladimir
and all the rest
a man is placed upon the steps, a baby cries
and high above the church bells start to ring
and as the heaviness the body oh the heaviness settles in
somewhere you can hear a mother sing
then it's one foot then the other as you step out onto the road
how much weight? how much weight?
then it's how long? and how far?
and how many times before it's too late?
calling all angels
calling all angels
walk me through this one
don't leave me alone
calling all angels
calling all angels
we're cryin' and we're hurtin'
and we're not sure why...
and every day you gaze upon the sunset
with such love and intensity
it's almost...it's almost as if
if you could only crack the code
then you'd finally understand what this all means
but if you could...do you think you would
trade in all the pain and suffering?
ah, but then you'd miss
the beauty of the light upon this earth
and the sweetness of the leaving
calling all angels
calling all angels
walk me through this one
don't leave me alone
callin' all angels
callin' all angels
we're tryin'
we're hopin'
we're hurtin'
we're lovin'
we're cryin'
we're callin'
'cause we're not sure how this goes
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(Leonard Cohen)
Now I've heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you
To a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
You say I took the name in vain
I don't even know the name
But if I did, well really, what's it to you?
There's a blaze of light
In every word
It doesn't matter which you heard
The holy or the broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
I did my best, it wasn't much
I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch
I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you
And even though
It all went wrong
I'll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
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