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I woke up with the sun
went out to get some thinking done
the only time we get along is when one of us is asleep or gone
starlings in the trees
the best things in this life are free
so if love ain't what you gave to me I'd better pay before I leave
the money's on the dresser
the money's on the dresser
from the front porch to the ground
I only hope your screen door's not too loud
you're better off dreaming now and anyhow two's a crowd
cut grass on the breeze
the sweetest things in life are free
so if love ain't what you gave to me I'd better pay before I leave
the money's on the dresser
the money's on the dresser
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Fall
03:17
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i've been painting you black
i'm a seven year itch that you can't scratch
baby i take it back
i've been building a wall
i've been fitting myself a chain and ball
maybe i need to fall
baby i need to fall
i'm going to fall
fall
fall for you again
i've been lying awake
on the ceiling the dawn begins to break
maybe i've made mistakes
baby i've made mistakes
i'm going to fall
fall
fall for you again
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Pull Out Bed
04:12
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the light comes on
she wakes me up so she can think out loud
and you know what that's about
she can't sleep again
so the lamp glows red
her jaw is set
leans on her elbow but her hand is wet
and before our eyes have met
she can't keep it back
so the room goes black
and in the dark she whispers in my ear
love, are you there?
what are we living for now?
what are we living for now?
she says that if she sinks one time
she'll sink a hundred more before she stops
between the bottom and a rock
and that's a hard place
you know that's a hard place
but now i feel her falling far away
far from where our bodies lay
and i know what she's gonna say and i'm right
honey, how can you sleep tonight?
and in the dark she whispers in my ear
love, are you there?
what are we living for now?
what are we living for now?
[a place to lay our heads, a basement room with a pull out bed]
what are we living for now?
what are we living for now?
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Again and Again
03:25
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i know the magic's gone
the good old days are done
and the new age has begun
i see you've made it through
i see you with someone new
what am I supposed to do?
seeing's not much fun
i would give my right hand
if i could touch you again and again
again and again
i know it doesn't help
to know i brought this on myself
and now your someone else
is having all the fun
and i
i want to have some fun
my palms are hot, my fingers crossed
i'm all tied up in knots now
my nerves are shot, this can't go on
but I just can't stop
i would give my right hand
if i could touch you again and again
again and again
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5. |
Tomorrow
02:39
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look at this picture of us taken half a year ago
smiling at something that the camera doesn't show
and every day since then
something's grown
tomorrow, tomorrow
i can't wait for tomorrow
i love these moments where we're frozen in the time before
we stepped across the threshold of that open door
holding in our breath
to see what grows
tomorrow, tomorrow
i can't wait for tomorrow
what will the next few pictures be?
will we keep smiling happily?
oh i guess we'll have to wait
what will your favourite colour be?
will you grow up to look like me?
oh i guess we'll have to wait for tomorrow
tomorrow, tomorrow
i can't wait for tomorrow
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6. |
The Changes
04:12
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now you're on my mind
driving past the place we used to live
and after all this time
those skeletons have something left to give
take me by surprise
thought i'd left you standing in the mirror
but now you're in my eyes
i have gone
and you have gone
but somethings always carry on somehow
where are you now?
drowning in a sea of strangers
where are you now?
we all get taken by the changes
where are you now?
i'm drowning in a sea of strangers
where are you now?
we all get taken by the changes
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Colour Film Hamilton, Ontario
Music for your mind’s eye. With songs that play like home movies, Colour Film is the stage name of Hamilton, Ontario's Matthew de Zoete (pronounced "duh-ZOO-tuh"). Mixing a storyteller's eye for detail with a knack for melody, he takes snapshots of everyday life to illuminate the underlying threads. Imagine Nick Drake cheering up a bit and meeting Beck. ... more
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