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1. _ Pablo Neruda
I asked my love
to be my bride
and live a life
of ease
hand in hand
and side by side
we'd each
do as we
please
I have a rock
in my backyard
that sits beneath
a tree
I climb its back
it's warm and hard
and I can feel
the breeze
wait till
the honeymoon's over
believe me
I believe you'll
never leave
me
I lost a part
of the afternoon
along a windowsill
I chased it down
in an old red cart
and I'm looking for it
still
we live our life
by the ocean walk
in the tall grass
by the sea
long amber light
your lips unlock
this is where
I want to be
wait till
the honeymoon's over
believe me
I believe you'll
never leave
me
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2. _ Booth Of Glass
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3. _ Chained To These Lovin' Arms
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4. _ Good Thing
Well I've heard enough
And I've seen enough
And I know enough to know...
I know a good thing when I see it
And it's a bad thing to let go.
Well I've been around
I've been up and down
Until I bent out of control.
With your world all in motion,
Gotta put a ball
And a chain on your soul.
All those angels running,
Picking up the pieces,
Putting back together
Hearts broke long ago.
I know a good thing when I see it,
And it's a bad thing to let go
There will always be lovers
With borders of their own,
And you may charge across
In a golden chariot,
But you will never be at home
'Cause I had dreams
Like distant thunder;
I had hope like a prayer unheard.
And this nothing less than perfect
In a less than perfect world.
All those angels running,
Picking up the pieces,
Putting back together
Hearts broke long ago.
I know a good thing when I see it,
And it's a bad thing to let go.
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5. _ St. Augustine
Well you tell me you love me and I'm all right
Simple as that like the tail of a kite
And the old legionnaires well they're spoiling for a fight
On the streets of St. Augustine
Well the sun was in a bad mood in a cold winter sky
It was having a laugh on the look of surprise
Me I'm walking the cobblestone like a poet or a spy
On the streets of St. Augustine
Hey, hey, hey, hey
California shimmers and I'll chase you someday
To the fountain of youth by the edge of the bay
But for now I just want to carry you away
On the streets of St. Augustine
Well they burned down the town in the name of a king
Divided it up for diamonds and rings
Now they're telling the singers there's no place to sing
On the streets of St. Augustine
Hey, hey, hey, hey
And Fred well he's down from Nova Scotia again
He's sailing the seas on the palm of the wind
And he's going off to Cuba that Canadian
From the streets of St. Augustine
And you can run from the pocket of a comfortable hand
Put your soul in a suitcase and travel the land
And count yourself lucky if you finally stand
On the streets of St. Augustine
Well you tell me you love me and I'm all right
Simple as that like the tail of a kite
I close my eyes and we're walking tonight
On the streets of St. Augustine
Hey, hey, hey, hey
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6. _ Cupid's Knee
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7. _ Home
I'll be home tonight
When the street lights come on
And the day is long gone
I'll be on my way again
Home again
Everything's all right
Look me in the eye and say that
In the way that
Love can make you whole again
Home again
In the fading light
Vow that you will stay by my side
Never let me stray outside alone again
I'm home again
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8. _ Here
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9. _ Only One
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10. _ Inside Your Painting
I'll take your days
I'll take your darkest days
I'll take your days
I'll take your dark days
And inside your painting
There I'll be
Inside your painting
I'm cadmium yellow
I'm walking across the green
I'll take your days
I'll take your darkest days
I'll take your days
I'll take your dark days
And inside your painting
Is a blue trapeze
Inside your painting
You're playing harmonica
I'm reading erotica
The sky is vermilion
The sun is sienna
Another chartreuse day
The landscape is shimmering
Outside of Vienna
Doing a tour jete
I'll take your days
I'll take your darkest days
I'll take your days
I'll take your dark days
And inside your painting
Is Henri Matisse
Inside your painting
We're living in France
And I'm fond of your fantasies
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11. _ Cranes
On their wings they are returning
On their wings they fly
Shadows fade the sun is burning high
Every day the light stays longer
Everyday you sigh
Shadows fade you start to wave goodbye
If you're thinking of leaving
You're leaving at a very bad time
If you're thinking of leaving
You're leaving at a very bad time
Gray on grey the sky is changing
Gray on grey sunrise
Morning breaks the crimson waits behind
Only love can end the yearning
Only love knows why
Only love the color of your eyes
If you're thinking of leaving
You're leaving at a very bad time
If you're thinking of leaving
You're leaving at a very bad time
On their wings they are returning
On their wings they fly
Winter fades the sun is burning high
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12. _ Open Arms
If love is what you want
Baby here I am
If tenderness is what you need
I've got that to give
If you need some affection
Baby these are open arms
Open arms, open arms, open arms, open arms
You come home you've had a hard day
Every door your tried to open
Was closing in your face
I'm right here I'll be right here
I'll embrace you
I'll be open with my heart
I'll let you in
I'll be open with my thoughts
I'll be your best friend
If you need some attention
Baby these are open arms
Open arms, open arms, open arms, open arms
Every corner you turn
Trouble come your way
But when you get home
I'll try to be there
And I'll embrace you
These are
These are
These are
Open arms
If time is what you need
Baby I'll stop clocks
If you're looking for something
Maybe I've got what you want
If there's one thing to remember
Don't forget that these are open arms
Open arms, open arms, open arms, open arms
These are
These are
These are
Open arms
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13. _ Lost & Found
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14. _ Italian Shoes
He wore Italian shoes
Like that's supposed to mean something
I mean I could wear Italian shoes too
And it wouldn't mean a thing
Except maybe the first time I wore them
And I was trying to get to you
I mean it's not like I'm trying to get to you
It's like I'm trying to be with you
And it's not like I'm trying
Because you know I want to be
And it's not like I want to be with you
Because I already am with you
And it's not like I am with you because I'm far away
What I'm trying to say
She had the hair of a star
Like that's supposed to mean something
I mean I could make my hair look real good too
And it wouldn't mean a thing to me
Except maybe if it turned out perfect
And it turned out that I got to you
I mean it's not like I'm trying to be a star for you
It's like I'm trying to be with you
And it's not like I'm trying
Because you know I want to be
And it's not like I want to be with you
Because I already am with you
And it's not like I am with you
Because I'm far away
What I'm trying to say
What I'm trying to say is
What I'm trying to say
What I'm trying to say is
What I'm trying to say
You could tell me I love you
Like that's supposed to mean something
I mean I could always say I love you too
And it wouldn't mean a thing to me
Except every time you'd say it
I'd probably fall in love with you
I mean it's not like I'm trying to fall for you
It's like I'm trying to be with you
And it's not like I'm trying because you know I wanna be
And it's not like I want to be with you
Because I already am with you
And it's not like I am with you
Because I'm far away
What I'm trying to say
What I'm trying to say is
What I'm trying to say
What I'm trying to say is
What I'm trying to say
What I'm trying to say is
What I'm trying to say
What I'm trying to say is
What I'm trying to say
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15. _ Beautiful
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16. _ Lately
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17. _ Deja Vu
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18. _ I'm Fine
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19. _ Island Of Time
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20. _ Brazil
He was not too hard to handle
So she gave him the kindness of her hand
He had the smooth skin of a girl
And he moved like water through the sand
Out along the green fields
He said I do she said I will
Looking forward
Headed for the coast of Brazil
Through the eye of a curtained window
She framed the portrait of her world
She'd watch as the sun stood waiting
She called herself a shadow of a girl
Autumn kissed the summer
She packed her things in the morning chill
Left the lace in the window waving
Headed for the coast of Brazil
He lived the life of a beggar
But he was born a banker's only son
He was born an angel without wings
To the lady of Spain in old San Juan
Down at the harbor
They held their breath and stood still
Then they boarded a slow boat
Headed for the coast of Brazil
Pray for the faithful
Pray for the dream that never rests
Pray for the pilgrims
Pray for the hope inside the breast
Pray for the good ones
Heaven never has it's fill
Pray for the ones still waiting
Headed for the coast of Brazil
Pray for the ones still waiting
Headed for the coast of Brazil
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