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Angel Of Sadness

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Something's watching over me There's someone in My house that I can't see I've asked her many times to leave She tells me she's not evil In my hours of confidence When feeling real and Worthy of my friends When I let go of my defence She's waiting in a corner Angel of sadness Leave me alone Save me some hours To try on my own When the music is over The silence is on You know I will be yours alone So pick me up And carry me home Life with her is getting hard It's like I'm not the Driver of my own car I'm not the holder of my credit card Oh Jesus, make me sober Misery comes and lovers go I lose myself and Sometimes I don't know She says I've always told you so But I'll stay with you forever Angel of sadness Leave me alone Save me some hours To try on my own When the music is over The silence is on You know I will be yours alone So pick me up And carry me home Angel of sadness Angel of grief Save me some hours Then please can you leave When the music is over The silence is on I'll be completely on my own But I'll work it out And find me a home

Comfortable

JAMES MCMURTRY "Walk Between The Raindrops"
You never know when You leave the house You might come home By a different route It could take longer than you planned It could get completely out of hand If you let it slide if you let it slip You could wonder how it came to this In the neighborhood on a quiet night Out beside the road in the flashing lights Now I don't need to know the guy Next door I haven't seen him for a month or more And This is how I like to live He don't ask what I won't give [Chorus:] And I'm comfortable Can't you see I'm comfortable So just let me be It's the best you'll do on an average day I'm comfortable I'm gonna stay that way Deny the flesh to save the soul Deny the fact you're too damned old Deny the flesh to save the flesh For god's sake save whatever's left But I will not stray from the well worn path I will not stray so don't you even ask And if you see me coming Don't put your thumb in the air Cause I'll drive on by And leave you standing there [Chorus] Pick that guitar up off the stand And play it like a full grown man Play it till the walls come down Twist the knobs till it shakes the ground You never know when You leave the house You might come home By a different route By a different road than The one you took Don't give me that injured look [Chorus]

Little Angel, Little Brother

LUCINDA WILLIAMS "Sweet Old World"
Gurf Morlix guitar/background vocals Duane Jarvis guitar John Ciambottio bass Donald Lindley drums Jim Lauderdale background vocals Gia Ciambottio background vocals Doug Atwell fiddle Your R B records your music books Your sense of humor and your rugged good looks I see you now at the piano Your back a slow curve Playing Ray Charles and Fats Domino While I sang all the words Little angel little brother Your bad habits and your attitude Your restless ways and your solitude I see you leaning your lanky frame Just inside the door A figure behind the kitchen screen Staring down at the floor Little angel little brother SOLO Little angel little brother Your passion for Shakespeare and your paperbacks Your chess pieces and your wisecracks I see you sleeping in the car Curled up on the back seat Parked outside of a bar An empty bottle at your feet Little angel little brother Your R B records your music books Your sense of humor and your rugged good looks I see you now at the piano Your back a slow curve Playing Ray Charles and Fats Domino While I sang all the words Little angel little brother Little angel little brother of mine From Lucina Williams Sweet Old World Chameleon Records 1992 Lucy Jones Music(BMI)

June And The Ocean

Junction 18
Sattelite night is how it all starts Over horizon dreams And then you appeared dressed in black You drew the fear out of me As we looked out to the sea Freezing in waters so blue 3AM seems just fine The nightcrawlers have left the bay Could I have so much more to say to you? Did you notice? Fate seemed shy an hour ago Look where that hour got us now Slowly..I'll wait for you holding all honesty As I watch the sea When you leave here Take in all the sounds of ocean waves just glistening We could just run away We were made for this anyway An I.F.O. could steal us now We'd leave the beach to soar against the night sky Over the high tides Could these hours add on to our life stories? Now it's just another day without the sand beneath our feet I'll never let it go I'll keep repeating it all over and over and over Heaven's skies in your eyes You know they fit just fine I heard that song today it just bled of goodbye That summer's gone But the late night hours will still be worn And on the weekends out with your friends Will you remember that mindnight wind aching? Or the suprise before the sunrise It's just every night I miss you so well...

Losing Myself

Edge Of Sanity
Music: Dan Swano Lyrics: Jonas Renkse Dan Swano: Lead Vocals, All Guitars, Bass Benny Larsson: Drums Losing time counting hours I'll never see myself again And even though I'm alone I can't remember what I'm missing So I leave it be Closing down I expect the hopelessness And even though I'm alone I can't remember what I'm missing and that's all I need I am lost I feel I am sinking now like I was made of rain Like a wave I roll into the endless night I am not afraid as the darkness starts to make its way I breathe as hard as you as I end my day I sigh and shelter as I try to sink that deep as deepas you and make sure that I won't fall asleep Losing days I need no hours I'll never be myself again And even though it's killing me I can't remember what I'm missing So I leave it be

The Disciple

ASAF AVIDAN "Different Pulses"
Lying on the floor, I hear it pounding down the door All them fuzzy, awful thoughts are floating into shore See these broken strings, you tore them with your lazy heart The wind in our open, tired grave - it's tearing us apart Cry! Oh angel cry Your favorite disciple is tearing out his eyes All the things these eyes have seen, this time they've really crossed the line I think I'll pack up all my shit and cross to Palestine Strip down all my clothes, I'm gonna run into the wild Leave you with my bitter wounds, leave you with my pride Cry! Oh angel cry Your favorite disciple is tearing out his eyes

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