1. |
Tremble
03:17
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I'm sorry, it feels again
like the mirror glares at me
and I know that lately I've been
like an anchor wrapped around your wrist
but when you
tremble, tremble
I feel no cold, no cold
in this temple, temple
I feel the pull, the pull
to make you
I'm sorry, that I've done it again
that all my parts just cant agree
and I'm sorry my own presence offends
and you've but all forgotten me
and I don't know anything for sure
except that when you
tremble, tremble
I feel no cold, no cold
in this temple, temple
I feel the pull, the pull
to make you
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2. |
You're With Me Now
02:42
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You're with me now
and I'm far from home.
You're with me now
and I'll be back soon
You
Make my winters feel like autumns
Make my winters feel like autumns
You're with me now
My love, my dear.
You're with me now
I feel so cold, and so sweet. ("This Is Just To Say" Williams)
You
Make my winters feel like autumns
Make my winters feel like autumns
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3. |
Que Sera, Sera
02:06
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I awoke on a train south of Madrid
with nothing in my pockets but cold hands.
You spoke in the side of my neck.
Your foreign tongue just dances on my chest,
and you say,
Que sera, sera
My back begs for a place to sleep.
You're used to it but my body aches old
but I act like I could ride for weeks;
Id rather have my friend than have a bed,
so I say,
Que sera, sera
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4. |
A Hand Is Hardly Lent
02:50
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Eyes can stare but see nothing, but see nothing
and I can't bear to see you like this, so sad and bitter
It hurts to see you hurt,
Yeah
but a hand is hardly lent when all you can see is the back.
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5. |
Steph
04:35
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Steph, would you come on over with your friends?
I could really use the help now, I could really use the help.
Steph would you come on over and tell me
that I'm only miles away at most and I
I am not a nervous wreck
And I am not around your neck
I'm in your chest making a home in there
Steph, when you tell me that I'm not myself,
that I'm not waste of money, and that I'm not a waste of time,
I, I don't know it at the time, but you,
you always make me love you
I am not a nervous wreck
And I am not around your neck
I'm in your chest making a home in there
You always make me love you
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Noisy and sentimental.
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