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JAMES TAYLOR lyrics - Dad Loves His Work

Only For Me

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Down the end of this barroom, out of sight of the light in the window. His mind in his whiskey and his body in a folding chair, far beyond repair. I enter his vision, he watches me look for my seat. He makes his decision and he stands to his feet, Lord, it's a long way down. It happened to me, wonderful sight. Only for me, only for you. It happened to be a light shining through from one who was lost and found just like me and you. Old man says, 'Young man, my you're looking pretty green, like a stranger to this kind of place. Come sit at my table, come and look into my face, I've got a story to tell. There was a father and son, but that was a long time ago. And when the time came to run, I just couldn't say no so I left them behind.' It happened to me, wonderful sight. Only for me, only for you. It happened to be a light shining through from one who was lost and found just like me and you. We have seen it before in times of great sorrow that human compassion will flow from a well that has long run dry. It happened to me, wonderful sight. Only for me, only for you. It happened to be a light shining through from one who was lost and found just like me and you.

Don't Look Back

Deacon Blue and Ricky Ross "So Long Ago"
Billy can you see the light? can you feel the sun waiting to shine on you? Oh Billy here comes the night here comes the walls ready to fall on you So don't look back thats all right don't look back until the morning light Don't look back to hear the noise don't look back until the madness turns to joy Candy can you feel the pain? can you feel the same love you had? Oh candy you're running from the old running to the new let me run with you I stand alone it happened so long ago the shape of a skull it happened so long ago beneath the cross it happened so long ago I saw my reflection

Night Light

AESOP ROCK "Daylight"
Voice: Day turns Night x8 [Aesop Rock] Night Light suckas.. Put one up shackle me, not clean logic procreation I did invent the wheel, in a previous generation While the triple sixers lassos keep angels roped in the basement I locate my old halos and pass em out to the pavement Y'all catch a 30-second flash frame Dirty cooperative Neptune bloom head-trip split Fantastic! Fathom the splicing of major league low lifes With anti hero earthworm mentality (Godzilla!) I paste my game to zero all completion See a cretin's still a cretin even speakin' altered moniker American nightmare lost in the monitor I'll hold the door open so you can stagger through Then ten berserk and bread cookies in after you It's the gutter and I spell it with the 'G' I stole from Get the fuck up Noise crutch stolen wretched refuse of my teaming dumb luck Still I promise temperance storm breed still bleeding Amish See the freaks sucked out the bottom dropped 3 bears and a baby in a cottage And I can't sleep now Yeah, the police'll laugh You won't be laughing when your covered wagons crash You won't be laughing when you're hosted by the ghost of Christmas past You won't be laughing when your blow up doll's got a headache and won't give up the ass And I lay my kicks to rest when I'm impressed So I staple-gun them to my feet This origami dream is beautiful: pull the tail watch the wings flap But you really can't do a thing with that All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day Swallow up the pieces Spit 'em at your species Reachin' the city of lost barnacles and leeches Night-light got me when the daylight went to evening Night (Light) Day (Light) x8 I'm pretty sure I got a pulse.. plus We Shimmy cross the centerfold, and our night light engulfed Just let me keep the crumbs (Please) With seven deadly stains To hear the plane to crystal conscious The results a dead-beat trying to make a dollar off a bomb threat (OK) Lift me to activism chain activate wild-style Pluto orbit Set a course then push the button I swallow spores born by the laws of a morbid glutton I can spot a drunk battalion by the Charlie Chaplin waddle Zig zag and zig 'em again before they can pull a badge out But I lash out Another thick installment of one night in Gotham like Houston we have a problem They're buffing the trains the same days the graffiti writers bomb 'em Who split how many freaks on box cuts of a high road bellow? Heads ripped! Watch red bricks turn yellow I'll try to meet the wizard But a tailgating tit-man holding an oil can won't let a hermit crab break in his new shell-toes Life's not a bitch, life is a beotch who keeps the villagers circling the marketplace out searching for the G-spot Maybe she didn't feel y'all shared any similar interests Or maybe you're just an asshole; maybe I'm just an asshole Kiss the speaker wire, seaming swashbuckler or pagan thresh hold Stomach full of diner food Wings span cast black upon views Here to help release the rabbit hounds or pick apart your mood I got this friend of polar nature and it's all peace When I seek similar stars but can't sit at the same feast Metal Captain! This cat is asking if I've seen his bit of lost passion I told him: Yeah I gave him one last look and smashed him All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day Swallow up the pieces Spit 'em at your species Reachin' the city of lost barnacles and leeches Night-light got me when the daylight went to evening Night (Light) Day (Light)..

Aa Megaphone Man

The Dissociatives "The Dissociatives"
Indecision has been made, Erase the line of sight, And for every shot thats slung Evaporate the light, Within a tar like hold Believing what we're told And the edges start to fray Before the centre folds between the lies A distant whale cries until the sea overflows Once upon a time we'd never been cold And tidally the message had been sent The fury would start and finally The whale it would reign Like a king on a storm cloud Like the wind through autumn leaves You rake the shards of light And for everytime they stare You lose a little sight to sea, You're winding willows over trees Until the sea overflows

My Youth

JOEY BADA$$ "Summer Knights"
Badman Ting [Verse 1:] Uh, just put it in the air Light that loud and watch disappear here Thoughts at the speed of light years, I could see the light Yeah, this the right year made the flow yeah Clear and easy to steer in space and time erasing fine Amazing in the mason cliches Each day weighs out enlightenment Niggas blacked out cause I got ultra violent Now my wave lengths to the radio waves Still keep it under pavements but not a ratio change My patio the same, but I ain't even got to tell them that Poppy leave them dimes at my welcome mat Get high as heavens, Hope hell never come back I'm like 5'11, but have angelic contact The devil jealous in fact, Cause I rebel the spells With a letter to God, I swear you know me so well This one time, I said lord would you help? Some short time after see my music on the shelf And of course, I gotta thank myself My wealth is in my happiness and mine And not my pocket health in it's ashes If you don't even think sometimes If it's passion and relationships synchronize Drownin' inside her, true eyes is to the higher I don't drink too much, I know the bud wiser It's the livest one Bedford-Stuyvesant [Hook: x2] Yo dogs I got the load, Blow the smoke straight up to the cloud like I sky high, my sky high, Sky high, sky high [Verse 2:] One hand on the mac, one hand on my sac I'm thinking to myself what if I handed it back But I gotta hand it to myself I'm handling rap Handsome versin' that's like hand-to-hand combat Rehearsin', I got eight arms, nigga Disarm your favorite rapper he won't come back Made flex drop eight times, nigga On contact, whine that like eight times Got to keep it G, this for my masons Figure it out, eight times, the average of mind I may sign which I don't like lime light But I'll shine witcha Bitch I gotta eat I might dine witcha Yeah I got bars but I'm like Akon ouwitcha Convict music for real This industry give me chills Cause in the streets I'm chill But still heating up for a mill I'm like so real Life is so surreal Sosa already got sealed for the way he revealed Taking hold of pitchforks still But I will never yield In this pitchfork [load?] thinking I gotta appeal Cause I'm thinking like a deal Could get me living swell for real But if I skyfall, thinking ideal [Hook x2] [Verse 3: Collie Buddz] Selling hellbys on CDs Grassroots with grassroots, seeds on civis, Five finger this con weed leaves, Exceptionally speaking determination, Breeds success and proceeds, Feds want the photos and IDs Into them blood like IVs Cause every youth, Want the newest Nikes, Straight jeans and white tees, But these things will get pricy [Hook x2] [Joey Bada$$:] And I'm gone, hitting [?] And I'm hitting the strong, I've been hurting way too long And I can't wait too long, And I'm gone, hitting [?] As I'm hitting the strong, I've been hurting way too long, I can't wait too long. I've been hurting way too long, I can't wait too long.

A Long Way Down From Stephanie

AL STEWART "Bed-Sitter Images"
Maid, truly I see Now it must be a long way down And with love's burnt shore Must all dalliance hither Crumble and wither Oh strange, Methought it strange Thou couldst deprive me of my crown Thou cast upon me as linden bears fruit of bitter strain And I would go forsooth to the dragon's tooth If thus a chance were gained To resurrect that part of your wanton heart To whose grave my own is chained And hold, ere thou dost go Were not thy moments gilded too? And in honesty didst thou not measure for measure Countenance pleasure? Cold wert thou so cold Lest thy mind be frozen too And will not spring be reborn But might the sun for the frost here That all be not lost herein And I would rather, zounds It were hell's own hounds Whose foul breath upon my face Did portent my doom Than to bear the gloom Of a world stripped of thy grace And so in truth I know Yes it will be a long way down And if go thou must Ere we should meet accidental Prithee be gentle And though distant now Perchance the hand of time may soothe And though lost at six If I should live to be seven I might forget Stephanie

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