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The June Spirit lyrics

Far From Dakota

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What'll happen when you're gone? Miles away And I'm all alone. Without my best friend by my side, I'll always remembered how we laughed and cried. Will I know what to do? When the sky is falling down Will you answer me When I'm coming out Hear the angels sing Let your voice ring loud and long Ease my pain Heal my wound Just tell me you're coming soon Coming soon I see your face I know I'm fine You held my hand As I crossed the line You were there Through the fear And all I need is to Hear you coming Coming Hear you coming Coming

If I Ruled The World

JAMIE CULLUM "The Pursuit"
If I ruled the world, Every day would be the first day of spring. Every heart would have a new song to sing, and we'd sing of the joy every morning would bring. If I ruled the world, Every man would be as free as a bird. Every voice would be a voice to be heard, take my word we would treasure each day that occurred. My world would be a beautiful place Where we would weave such wonderful dreams. My world would wear a smile on its face, like the man and the moon has, when the moon beams. [piano solo] If I ruled the world, Every man would see the world was his friend. Yeah There'd be happiness that no man could end, no my friend, not if I ruled the world. Every hand would be held up high, There'd be sunshine in everyones sky. If the day ever dawned, will I rule the world. Every hand would be held up high, Every star would shine in everyones sky. If the day ever dawned, will I rule the world.

Try Your Best

KAISER CHIEFS "Yours Truly, Angry Mob"
I can't do it any quicker I don't want it any slicker As far as the eye can see Is miles and miles of icy sea. So try your best And think about it later Or you will never know I don't feel fear anymore But I can't risk getting mauled As far as the ear can hear The wave is coming loud and clear So try your best And think about it later Or you will never know So try your best And think about it later Or you will never know Which way your life could go And you'll know when you know So try your best And think about it later Or you will never know Which way your life could go And you'll know when you know

Always Coming Back Home To You

ATMOSPHERE "Seven's Travels"
To all my killers and my hundred dollar billers To emo kids that got too many feelings He held the register open while he counted her change I was next in line which meant I was invisible From where I stood I could see that the till was full He didn't look the type to play superhero So I stepped forth and paid for my cigarettes Crept out the stores front door to chase a little breath Bangles in my head, shake the song off Another manic Monday night, its gonna be a long walk A car pulled up, a fixed up cutlass A woman and a child climbed out and left it running They went inside of the deli, placed an order With the extra dollar fifty bottled water cause the daughters picky When they came out mommy gave me a glance That said man can love an angel but he's got to take the chance Already knew the deal, I lit one up and walk So they got back in the Oldsmobile, belted up, and took off Thug love on the corner by the walgreens Lookin at me like I'm just another square saltine As I get closer I notice that they showing each other sketches Out of their notebooks, reminded me of my old roots I walk pass with a nod and a reminisce Swear to god hip hop and comic books was my genesis Respect the life and the fashions of the children It's the only culture I've got, exactly what we've been building All of a sudden I'm in front of some man No he's a youngin but he's got a gun in his hand He looks fifteen, he looks frantic, no he looks afraid Immediately apprehensive til I heard him say "Do you want this It's not mine I promise I found it on my block in between a couple garages Didn't wanna leave it for a child to stumble over I don't even know how to hold it." It was a thirty eight, the poor man's machete Held it in my hand, thinking damn man it's heavier then expected, Wedged it behind my belt buckle Knowing that its evil, even thought that I could smell trouble The extra strength felt weak, But over there on the corner saw what I needed and proceeded to cross the Street Put the heat in the mail box to loose it Figured that the post office knows whats best to do with it Mosey down the road thinkin' bout the old I use to roam this zone with two feet of snow Right here, this use to be a record shop I've gotten love, I've gotten drunk, I've gotten beat up in that parking lot I've had my lake street pride for three decades These alleyways, and these streetlights have seen my best days Before I was a germ learning how to misbehave, All the way to the grave, south side is my resting place Took a right on Lyndale I'm getting near But then the road became empty and the people disappeared The clouds ran away, opened up the sky And one by one I watched every constellation die And there I was frozen, standing in my backyard Face to face, eye to eye, staring at the last star I should've known, walked all the way home To find that she wasn't here, I'm still all alone No matter where I am, no matter what I do I'm always coming back home to you They can leave me for dead they can take away my true I'm always coming back home to you Through the lies and the sins that ride the wind that blew I'm always coming back home to you As sure as the life in the garden that you grew I'm always coming back home to you No matter where I am, no matter what I do I'm always coming back home to you If only I had known what you already knew I'm always coming back home to you From the heaven I've had to the hell I been through I'm always coming back home to you I'm always coming back home to you

Who Will Answer

Ed Ames
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!, Hallelujah! From the canyons of the mind, We wander on and stumble blindly Through the often-tangled maze Of starless nights and sunless days, While asking for some kind of clue Or road to lead us to the truth, But who will answer? Side by side two people stand, Together vowing, hand-in-hand That love's imbedded in their hearts, But soon an empty feeling starts To overwhelm their hollow lives, And when they seek the hows and whys, Who will answer? On a strange and distant hill, A young man's lying very still. His arms will never hold his child, Because a bullet running wild Has struck him down. And now we cry, 'Dear God, Oh, why, oh, why?' But who will answer? High upon a lonely ledge, a figure teeters near the edge, And jeering crowds collect below To egg him on with, 'Go, man, go!' But who will ask what led him To his private day of doom, And who will answer? (Chorus) If the soul is darkened By a fear it cannot name, If the mind is baffled When the rules don't fit the game, Who will answer? Who will answer? Who will answer? Hallelujah! Hallelujah!, Hallelujah! In the rooms of dark and shades, The scent of sandalwood pervades. The colored thoughts in muddled heads Reclining in the rumpled beds Of unmade dreams that can't come true, And when we ask what we should do, Who... Who will answer? 'Neath the spreading mushroom tree, The world revolves in apathy As overhead, a row of specks Roars on, drowned out by discotheques, And if a secret button's pressed Because one man has been outguessed, Who will answer? Is our hope in walnut shells Worn 'round the neck with temple bells, Or deep within some cloistered walls Where hooded figures pray in halls? Or crumbled books on dusty shelves, Or in our stars, or in ourselves, Who will answer? (Repeat Chorus Below) If the soul is darkened By a fear it cannot name, If the mind is baffled When the rules don't fit the game, Who will answer? Who will answer? Who will answer? Hallelujah! Hallelujah!, Hallelujah!

Angels Of Fenway

JAMES TAYLOR "Before This World"
86 summers gone by Bambino put a hex on the Bean We were living on a tear and a sigh In the shadow of the Bronx machine Man, you could feel it smoulder The whole town had an attitude Then you'd get a little chip on your shoulder Say something that's downright rude Oh, damn them Yankees Outspending everybody two to one Picking up on the cream of the crop Stealing everyone's favorite son Angels of Fenway Hear our prayer We have been chastened We have been patient Grandmama was a Fenway fan Even after Grandad died I still remember her holding my hand Taking me along for the ride She was born in 1918 Last year that the Red Sox won Back then when they sold the Babe Something that they never should've ever have done Hey Nanna can I have another Coke? Here comes the hot dog man Look at that, his bat just broke Gee, that's got to kill his hand Riding home on the Green Line Watching the town go by Nanna made another Red Sox fan 'Til the day I die That was back in '65 It doesn't seem like a long time ago Grandmama keeping hope alive Watched them win in '004 Oh my God, it was beyond belief Down three, needing four in a row Holding on by the skin of our teeth Like a hungry dog on a bone Angels of Fenway Give them peace They have been patient Red Sox Nation The whole world held its breath People got down on their knees Ready for the sudden death Praying to heaven for hell to freeze Nanna watched from her hospital bed She was there 'til the end of the race I couldn't hear the last words she said But she was lying there with a smile on her face Just a little smile on her face It doesn't feel like a long time ago...

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