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Ron Sexsmith. Exit Strategy Of The Soul. Spiritude. a short instrumental
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I met him on a Monday and my heart stood still. Da do ron-ron-ron, da do ron-ron. Somebody told me that his name was Bill. Da do ron-ron-ron, da do ron-ron Yeah, my heart stood still. Yes, his
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A day is long, many hours to fill. It's alright if we let a few minutes spill. Where's the crime in wastin' time with you? Don't have to run when the pistol's fired. It's alright if we let the mete
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since i lost her love. seems i've lost my balance. i have no soft place to fall. one could say i'm having a hard time well the morning's rough. and the night's a challenge. as life grinds to a ha
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above the noise i hear the bells. they ring of poison in the well. and death to all things real. best walk away before they make us kneel like the morning sun rising o'er the hill. i know it could
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As I try to be the man for her. Far across the sea and land for her. The deep within my blood is sand. Until I drink what makes me mad for her, oh She's my Brandy Alexander. Always gets me into tr
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I woke up on Galbraith Street. Where the houses stood like twins. Oh, and even though the door's been closed. I can find a way to get back in For in daydreams my mind returns. Like a ghost upon th
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Secret heart. What are you made of. What are you, so afraid of. Could it be, three simple words. Or the fear of being overheard. Whats wrong?. Let her in on your secret heart. . Secret heart.
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Thinking out loud is all I'm doing. Trying to raise my love above these ruins. With each song, I kick it around. Thinking, my love I can tell. . There's a load on your mind. If we poured ourselv
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Like a fool I’m reaching out, Lord. To the hands of time. If he knew how You were drowning. He’d never toss You a line. . If all we have is here and now. Honey, I won’t change a thing, all I kno
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Place of a brick wall, you made a window. Place of the dark hall, you painted a mural. Where there was only weeds you raised a garden. And if I've failed to notice, I'm sorry darling If you were go
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From a few streets over. Before the sun goes down. You can hear it coming closer. To this dislocated shoulder. Of an old and crooked town. That's when the ice cream van rolls around. . But in t
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And up above me it's the same old sky. Be it blue or be it gray. And more do I wonder. What goes on behind. With every passing day, yeah. . The voice of reason is seldom heard. But fear and ign
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Staring down these days ahead. And the days gone by. All these regrets. Best make room for love. . Seems we're always racing. With trouble too close behind. We may never win. But where there's
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wonder of wonders our eyes behold. this scaffold of stars but look under for truth be told. we're leaving a scar on everything we've found. and we're going into town for one last round one last rou
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Oh, it never fails, anytime I start. To speak my mind, I break her heart. Oh, it never fails. . Every time I feel my faith is strong. This doubt appears and steers me wrong. Oh, it never fails.
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Well a bad day is when I'm up in the air. A better day is when I'm in repair. Like this it's always been. Oh but then again I seem to recall a time when. . The day ahead was an open book. For ev
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So young, so young at the start. So strong that it left its mark. Upon our hearts, so young. La, la, la, la, la, mmm, hmm. . So strong, so strong we had no choice. We're pulled along by the anci
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Pretty little cemetery on a summer's day. Walking with my family, stopping on the way. To read the epitaphs and wonder at the graves. Pretty little cemetery on a summer's day. . Pretty little mon
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Time goes slowly. Time goes silently. Drags its feet, no it never flies. While you're waiting for the love to return to her eyes. . And words they fail you. Words come awkwardly. Leave your lip
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Well the sun came shining. Through my cell. A book lies open upon my shelf. But I'm afraid I've lost the thread. Can't seem to raise myself from bed today This whirlwind prisoner. I've locked awa
