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2. | Have A Good Time |
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6. | Oceans |
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11. | Best For You |
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Lets write a story
You can have the main part
I'll be between the background baby
To shade you and your heart
I'll try to learn my lines
Be ready at the start
It's not like everyone's my friend
It's not like everyone's my friend
Lets write a movie
You can have the main role
I'll be the camera-man darling
Take pictures of your soul
And when the shoot is over
I wonder will the set be cold?
It's not like everyone's my friend
It's not like everyone's my friend
It's not like everyone's my friend
Got to wake you up in about 10 minutes
Cause here is your stop
I want to carry your luggage until my shoulders ache
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Going to the race track
To try and get your money back
But caught trying to break in
But just have to say
It couldn't happen, me?
She shaved off her hair
Said that she didn't care
That 'Life is so unfair'
Oh but all she wanted
Was to be left alone
He said he missed Bliss
Smiled and left the kids
And I said this isn't it
But baby please come home
And start again
Its all he's ever wanted
Its gone up in flames
And all he's ever wanted
To never stay the same
Oh no this cant be happening
I said oh no this cant be happening
Going to the race track
To try and get your money back
But caught trying to break in
But just have to say
It shouldnt happen baby
She wore lip gloss
And cried when she got cross
And all that she had was lost
Yeah she sold it all
Oh for Pearls
He said he missed bliss
Smiled and left the kids
And I said this isn't it
But baby oh please come home
And start again
Its all he's ever wanted
Its gone up in flames
And all he's ever wanted
Could never stay the same
And all he's ever wanted
Its gone up in flames
And all he's ever wanted
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Let us make amends
We're not overly good friends
But it's not heaven without you
You can have it all
We'll see mountains fall
But it's not heaven without you
Let us make amends
We're not overly good friends
But its not heaven without you
You can have it all
We'll see mountains fall
But its not heaven without you
It's a symphony distorting
When we're not talking
But its not heaven without you
There's just something different
With the air about you
The signs, the shapes, the numbers
Then give me a clue
You can have it all
And I'm not burning benches
'Cause the ash will make me choke
It was me who always spluttered
Every time we spoke
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You are beautiful,
The man your made of,
And everything that drives you
You try so hard
You try so damn hard
You try and try but you just don't get it right
Hold your breath
Darling
Just hold your breath
Cos you're at peace now
Cos you're at peace now
Your calculator, it is dead,
You just cant add these things in your head,
You try so hard
You try so damn hard
You try and try but you just don't get it right
Hold your breath
Darling
Just hold your breath
Cos you're at peace now
Cos you're at peace now
Cos you're at peace now
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Babe,
I love your dreams,
Come drift away with me
Babe,
I love your dreams,
Come drift away with me
Stay with me,
Like a letter unsent,
There's no need to return
There's no need to return
And all I ask
Is that I hide with you
And never leave me
Leave me
And when I'm lying in bed
Trying to sleep instead
Just to escape it
Escape it
Oh dear,
Its me I fear,
I need a helper
I need a helper
Of ability,
What do you see in me?
I need a helper
I need a helper
Stay with him,
Like a leaving guest.
There's no need to give up
There's no need to give up
And all I ask
Is that I hide with you
And never leave me
Leave me
And when I'm lying in bed
Trying to sleep instead
Just to escape it
Escape it
And all I ask
Is that I hide with you
And never leave me
Leave me
And when I'm lying in bed
Trying to sleep instead
Just to escape it
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Be,
All that you want,
Me to be,
I won't take this lying down
All the time
All the time
All the time
And see
All that you want
Me to see
I won't take this lying down
All the time
All the time
All the time
You can make it,
Don't sigh,
I know, I know, I know
Its not a bed of roses,
I know, I know, I know,
You can make it,
Don't sigh,
I know, I know, I know,
Its not a bed of roses,
I know I know I know
Break,
All that you want
Me to break,
You won't keep me quiet now
All the time
All the time
All the time
And dear,
You hurt yourself,
Oh dear,
You won't keep me quiet now
All the time
All the time
All the time
You can make it
Don't sigh,
I know, I know, I know,
Its not a bed of roses
I know, I know, I know,
You can make it
Don't sigh,
I know I know I know,
Its not a bed of roses
I know I know I know,
Oh you,
I find,
The worst of you inside,
It won't fill you with love like here
I can see you in the dark
I can see you in the light
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I gotta find out
I don't see you around
No more
But sir, don't forget
You'll stop your address
You'll fall
Through the floor
Did you get our calls?
You still punching walls?
I don't see you round
No more
By and by it's gone
But not if you rewind it
By and by it's gone
But not if you rewind it
They said they'd seen you
You weren't acting so tough
What happened to your car?
I heard you drove real far
And just left,
All your stuff
And that you ran right back
And took off.
You flew over
The rest of us
By and by it's gone
But not if you rewind it
By and by it's gone
But not if you rewind it
And are you still punching walls?
You always seem to be where the rock falls
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Dear Sir,
We know what your about,
You cannot say,
We didn't see it,
'Cos we can see, that your slacking,
Well its another habit that your cracking,
Whats the movement if you don't move?
What have you got left to prove?
Im not sure, how to stick to the floor,
I smashed on to your ceiling,
Let me sleep awhile, cos I cannot stand,
Break my fingers, hold my hand
Whats the movement if you don't move?
What have you got left to prove?
And I'll write and I'll write,
But nothing here reminds me of you,
You left a post-it on your door,
Saying I don't wanna see you no more,
But sir, I know your lying,
This time I'll disappear, into my career,
Cos nothing in here reminds me of you.
Dear Sir, quietly slip away,
The last leaf fell we all saw it,
Cos we can see, that you flagging its not just your heels that your dragging,
Whats the movement if you don't move?
What have you got left to prove?
Whats the movement if you don't move?
What have you got left to prove?
And I'll write and I'll write,
But nothing here reminds me of you,
You left a post-it on your door,
"I don't wanna see you no more",
But sir I know your lying,
This time I'll disappear, into my career,
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