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Rolling Back The Stone
04:11
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From the edge of my prized window seat
I watch the traffic flow down Chelsea street
Through the din and the roar of the crowds
Joshua’s horn blows, parting the clouds
But no one is listening, too busy you see
No one is watching, No one except for me
Their feet and spirits glued to the floor
Having heard all this nonsense before.
At sunset, we roll back the stone
No more assistance, we go in alone
Come sunrise, resurrection is complete
Emerging with wings, and back on the street
The bride throws the bouquet with a grin
Out the open window, pedals scattered in the wind
Raining down on the strangers below
Trampled underfoot unaware as they go
Chasing the ever elusive brass ring
Up, Up to the top, where money is still king
While in the corner, a lonely busker sings
For copper pennies, and whatever the future brings
Close your eyes, now what do you see?
Temptation, Reflections, maybe mercy?
Now open, and take a good look around.
Massaged by the tracks of the evening train
Struggle up the staircase, to dream again
But this place looks the same as before
A shamrock and a horseshoe nailed to the door
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2. |
Are You Ever Coming Home
03:46
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Will somebody please tell me
Are you ever coming home?
It’s just me and this old hound dog
Not a scrap of meat left on the bone
I’ve boarded all the windows
Locked the gates, Held the demons at bay
So please call me baby
Before it all gets pissed away.
Loneliness turned to desperation
As the weeks keep on rollin by
Belle of the ball and toast of the town
While I sit here high and dry
My courage and my sanity
Now circling down the drain
The second bottle doesn’t ease the pain
So please call me baby
Before it all gets pissed away
It takes two to tango
Too much stepping on each-other, thats for sure
Everything I had and then some
But still, you wont come walking thru that door
Last night I spent another lonely birthday
Just like the one before
Me and my thoughts Left alone and wondering
Can I really do this anymore?
Around a rustic table
Letters of a life now maybe gone
I guess it might be time to move along
So please call me baby!
Before it all gets pissed away.
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3. |
The New Master Plan
03:48
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The shiny gold rings
The sure and steady hands
The strong and the soft and
The new master-plan
The in-between beats
The stolen moments of truth
The promise was made
The romantic musings of youth
How about forgetting all that
Lets fall into each others eyes
And you be the woman
And I’ll be the man
The secrets that we’ve kept
The bottle buried deep in the sand
There’s no going backwards on that bridge
To the new master-plan
The messy and the neat
The profane and the profound
The promise will be kept
The blessings we have found
Our lifetimes to spend with each other
Our spirits entangled so tight
We sail around on our boat full of memories
And give comfort on a stormy night
The essence has been revealed
The love so perfect and grand
The Beacon to light the way
For the new master-plan
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4. |
Whenever She Walks By
04:37
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Sweet, Sweet baby please tell me
This hurt will not last
The screeching of the clock
Says another night has passed
Old make-up stains on the counter
It seems no matter what I do
I can’t erase the crushing mountain of pain
That I feel Since I lost you
Whenever she walks by
You know it makes me wanna cry
Cause I cant feel or taste your kiss
Or the love I never could quite resist
The drip,drip,drip
Of my ever-dissolving heart
The only sounds
In this lonely, musty room
Old treasured,weathered mementos
Now fill my soul with gloom
Left to rule over a crumbling kingdom
Pharaoh, in his darkened tomb
I know she’s not you
But what else could I do?
You can’t blame a man for trying
When all his dreams they begin dying!
Crawling back or standing tall
It makes no difference at all
Our love is now at an end
And your new one begins
As for me, I’ll take refuge in her arms
Pretend to be impressed by her charms
You left a permanent stain on me
Step right up, Come in closer and you’ll see
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