1. |
No Morning
03:19
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Burning down.
What would you take before you left?
Don't say money.
Don't photographs.
You take six bits of paper and head for the door.
And six minutes later you find yourself standing alone.
I'm going to bed goodnight.
Don't forget to lock the door.
And if you're feeling tired.
You should turn in after that smoke.
I know you think you're right, but right's so boring.
It's too late to fight. We can talk it over in the morning.
There's no morning.
In the morning there's no morning.
Honey, are you alright?
You haven't even touched your plate.
I know the money's tight.
And we're going to have to talk about it sooner or later.
Anyway how was your day? We've got bills to pay.
I know this house is new but we've got water leaking in through the roof
With no warning.
In the morning there's no morning.
Look at your sister.
She's pretty as a picture.
Never let her go out with you.
She's too young and then it hit's you.
She's long gone. Little woman and she's strong.
Little house, little home. Little life of her own.
What would become of the woman she'd become and..
What will become in the morning.
In the morning there's no morning.
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2. |
Kiss Me
03:49
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I woke a little shook up and a little bereaved.
When I dreamt that I smelled your breath.
I took a little comfort from the consequence
of having not made my bed since you left it.
I talk too much. I talk too late.
I've got plenty of sensible things to say.
I've got sentences. They could go for days.
When my sentiments get bent out of shape.
Just kiss me.
Even though you’re not in love.
Kiss me. Even though I know you're above me.
Kiss me. If only just to shut me up
I kept a photograph of the back of your neck
on a pin-board by the steps.
As a little sign or a kind of reminder
of the last of the luck I had left.
I talk too much, but not so straight.
I could say what I want and give nothing away.
I could tell you to go and convince you to stay.
I could totally blow it in hopes that you'd kiss me.
Even though you're not in love.
Kiss me. Even though I know you're above me.
Kiss me. If only just to shut me up.
Called you up on the telephone.
Wish I could just wrap a lasso around and pull
all the words that I say make me sound a fool.
I left too many noises and not enough news and
as I'm explaining the way that I'm feeling
my words inextricably shape their own meaning.
I told you before. It's not worth repeating
again and again and again and again
Kiss me one time then we can be friends again.
Kiss me. Even though you're not in love.
Kiss me. Even though I know you're above me.
Kiss me. If only just to shut me up.
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3. |
That Spot
05:16
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Well she broke into my house.
Now she sleeps up in the roof.
I find small footprint in the dust upon the stairs.
And at night I hear her shuffle
There's a muffled hum above me
but I still let her think that I don’t know she's there.
My smoke it rises and her water falls.
We're connected by the pipes
like the mice living in the walls.
But you won't have to pick the lock no more.
I'll even leave a key.
If you just say that you'll come down and live with me.
And we don't have far to go.
And we don't want to be alone.
And there's not that much to learn.
But we'll learn.
Cause she thinks that she's deceived me
I don’t think that she'd believe me
if I told her I know well where she lay.
But the heat is getting stronger
she can't live up there much longer.
She will suffocate of simply fade away
And my smoke it rises and her water falls.
And at night I see her light move
through the hole in the wall.
But I can learn the things that make you laugh
and how you take your tea
If you just say that you'll come down and live with me.
And we don't have far to go.
And we don't want to be alone.
And there's not that much to learn.
But we'll learn.
For six long days and seven hot night
I watched the spot but still no sight.
I might have missed something if I stepped outside
so I locked the door and I cut the light.
Through howling-dog mosquito bites
and telephone calls of Saturday night.
It just won't stop. It just won't play.
I watched that spot for days and days and days.....and days
You can be the birds and I will be the trees
if you just say that you'll come down and live with me.
And we don't have far to go.
And we don't want to be alone.
And there's not that much to learn.
But we'll learn.
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