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This is what we do / This is what we do / This is what we do/ we do, hey
This is what we do / This is what we do / I do me and we do you, cause / This is what we do
This is what we do / This is what we do / ‘Might be time for something new / This is what we do
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Come and Get My Love
03:11
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Come and get my love, I don’t need it anymore, I just found out just, What a heart is for
Come and get my eyes, There is nothing more to see, Since the sight of you, Walking away, from me
Come and get these lies, We cannot believe them true, I have tried and tried and tried, And so, and so have you
Come and get your stuff, Tired of dragging it around, In and out of bad decisions, In the dark, parts of town
Come and get these butterflies, Come – and – get – these – ‘lec – tric eels, Get whatever you need, Knock down all the feels
Come and get my breath, Take it all away, There is nothing left, Nothing more to say
Come and get my breath, Take it all away, There is nothing left
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The Language
02:28
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Sometimes I can’t tell if we are spinning like a planet or circling round and round and round the deep dark drain
But I know I have found the partner who can make this crummy old apartment feel just like a palace in Spain
I may not understand the language but I’ve never felt more at home
You tell me you don’t know how you feel yet, I’ll let you in on a little secret – sooner or later you just might decide to love
Stay together long enough you’ve got to find a way to let go of what you oughta do sit back down quiet and hear what they’re afraid of
I may not understand the language but I’ve never felt more at home
I may not understand the language but I’ve never felt more at home, never felt more at home
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I Love You
03:26
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Moonlight sneaks in, through your windows, slides between the blinds, that make it dark
Light dark, light dark, light dark, light dark, all the way, down your skin
How can you be sound asleep already when, just a beat ago we moved, through sparkling paradise
Softly I call you, you answer me slowly, mumble something, rub your eyes
To sleep so soundly with that / Smile on your face / You must feel the way I do / I love you
Morning we wake up as, morning rises in the street, cars and doors and voices, kids on their way to school
Their noises bounce up the buildings, into this bedroom, where we lay still all, tangled up in each other
For some dumb reason, I have to go to work, but you’ve got other plans, you say we’re staying home today
I tell you I can’t and you say “Yes you can!”, I try to argue, you just block the door
To stand there waiting with that / Smile on your face / You must feel the way I do / I love you
Let’s have a we day, just you and me today, we won’t go nowhere, ‘cept maybe the kitchen, hey
Bring back a glass of juice, some of those ginger snaps, a bowl of pudding, never mind the spoon
We don’t need no tv, we don’t need that noise, come read me a story, better yet,
Make one up.
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If you won’t love me anymore / You will not find me at your door
Just remember, just before / The way I look, into, your eyes
I loved you like a house on fire / All smoke and loss and tears and shine
I loved you so wild and so well and so, fine / Well as well, as you, would allow
See what’s good in the lost and found / And give it away to the lovely crowd
They’ll never know what they so cherish now / Is what we threw away
You blame me for letting go / But by now you oughta know
It doesn’t matter where you go / Real you is always, right, behind
My love can’t save you, any more / You will not find me at your door
My love can’t save you anymore / Any more than you know how
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Ready For Your Love
02:54
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It doesn’t mean I don’t love you, It doesn’t even mean I’m mad, Sometimes I just need to be alone with my demons
Sometimes I’ve just got to be sad
That doesn’t mean I don’t cherish, When you come around to bring me up, But like a baby bird that doesn’t believe she can fly yet
Sometimes I’m not ready for the shove
Sometimes I’m not ready for your love
I’m trying to be more open, I’m trying to try to be more free, Even through all my resistance
I love the way you try to lift me
I’m trying to be ready for your love, I’m trying to be ready for your love, Even through all my resistance
I’m trying to be ready for your love
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You / In all your you / In all of your truth / In all your glory
Look at me like I might matter / Like you want to sing my / favorite song
I / wish I could be / Your something new / Your something shiny
Nothing but promise and Future / Nothing but lightness and loose
Instead we work to figure out / Where we fit together / Sometimes not fitting at all
Not not fitting in as much as / not feeling alone in our skin
You / You think that you / Are the only soul in this world / With such broken places
Well step inside my arms then I’ll show you yours / You show me mine
Dis / Liking how / Free you are when you’re ‘round me
Makes almost as much Sense as, not liking ecstasy / ‘Cause it rhymes with sin
I / Wanna be your, somebody to Love / somebody to love Like Freddy Says
Can anybody find me / Can anybody Find
Walking round this world like / “I am so on fire tonight / Nothing’s gonna bring me down
Strolling side by side with you Up and down the Avenue / Your step in mine
You / Rumble and balk you / tumble and talk / Falling around
I follow and flame / You know my name / Yes you know my name
I follow and flame / You know my name / Yes you know my name
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Nostalgic
03:35
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Every now and then I, start to feel a little nostalgic / I think about back when. and I knew you then
When the world was mine, when the world was yours / When I was yours, you were mine
We were not always perfect I know / And we were not always lots of fun
But when you get, get right down to it / You know I’m the one
Don’t you want to breathe that way again? / Like the whole wide world is rushing in
Like it’s all ahead of you / Like you’re just about to begin.
I know, I know, it won’t be easy / Now you’ve got yours and I’ve got mine.
If we don’t take this chance to be our own / We’ might as well leave it all behind
We might as well leave it all behind / We might as well leave it all behind
Now you’ve got yours and I’ve got mine / We might as well leave it all behind
Do you really wanna, leave it all behind? / Tell me do you really wanna, leave it all behind?
Now you’ve got yours and I’ve got mine / We might as well leave it all behind
We might as well leave it all behind / We might as well leave it all behind
Now you’ve got yours and I’ve got mine / We might as well leave it all behind
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Starving Kind of Love
04:29
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And when you finally know you love me
You better hope I’m still around
All this indecisiveness slicing both ways Arco strings
Soon to make me come unbound
There are those who say, oh I will love you anyway
Enough for the both of us to feel
But that’s the starving kind of love I won’t swallow for anyone
So show me, please show me something real
Someday I hope you come to your senses
And leave all that restlessness behind
Walk by my side, put your hand, put your hand in mine
Just, trust your heart to open wide
Trust your heart to open wide
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We wander through this life, wrapped in a world we create
Or is it thrust upon us?
By chemistry or fate
Goodbye chemistry, goodbye fate
It doesn’t really matter, so much the how or why
There are those down here among us
Who believe that they can fly
Who believes that they can fly?
You say it’s all behind you, you know no lingering ill effects
Then you recoil and, then you reject/refuse
My every other tenderness
My every other
My every
My
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11. |
House of the Rising Sun
04:55
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There is a house in New Orleans / They call the Rising Sun
And it’s been the ruin of many a poor girl / and me oh God, I’m one.
If I had only listened what my momma said / I’d be at home today
But being so young and foolish my lord /Let a gambler lead me astray
My mother was a tailor / she sewed my new blue jeans.
My father was a gambling man / down in New Orleans.
The only thing a gambler needs / is a bottle and a gun.
The only time he’s satisfied / is when he’s on a drunk
Somebody go get my baby sister / Not to do what I have done
But shun that house in New Orleans / We call the rising sun
I’m going back to New Orleans / my race is almost run.
Going back to spend the rest of my days / beneath that Rising Sun
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This is what we do / This is what we do
I’m not trying to fool you, but / This is what we do, see
I do me and we do you, cause / This here, is what we do
I think it’s time for something new / ‘I think it’s time for something new
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Bethlehem and Sad Patrick Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Bethlehem and Sad Patrick combine soaring vocals, sparse guitar and driving percussion to deliver powerful songs, digging deep into themes of love (good, bad, and better off gone), life in the city, and struggling on the margins. Sad Patrick’s blend of folk, blues and jazz guitar mixes with Bethlehem’s powerful, fully immersive singing and nuanced melodies and unique tarima and body percussion. ... more
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