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Bài hát Tom's Diner - Suzanne Vega . I am sitting . In the morning. At the diner. On the corner. I am waiting. At the counter. For the man. To pour the coffee. And he fills it. Only halfway. And
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The sign said head shots. And that was all. A picture of a boy. And a number you could call. Two eyes in the shade. A mouth so sad and small. Strange the way a shadow. Can fall across the wall
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Ante up, don't be shy. Who is that man who is catching my eye?. What's underneath all of the deadpan face?. Sitting so pretty with a criminal grace? Lamebrain Pete wants to spit in the sea. He's g
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I am sitting. In the morning. At the diner. On the corner. I am waiting. At the counter. For the man. To pour the coffee And he fills it. Only halfway. And before. I even argue. He is looki
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If you were to kill me now right here. I would still look you in the eye. And I would burn myself into your memory. As long as you were still alive I would live inside of you. I'd make you wear me
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We go to the playground in the winter time. The sun is fading fast. Upon the slides into the past. Upon the swings of indecision in the wintertime In the dimming diamonds. Scattering in the park.
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In Liverpool on Sunday. No traffic on the avenue. The light is pale and thin like you. No sound, down in this part of town Except for the boy in the belfry he's crazy, he's throwing himself. Down
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If language were liquid it would be rushing in. Instead here we are. In a silence more eloquent than any word could ever be These words are too solid. They don't move fast enough. To catch the blu
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Watch while the queen. In one false move. Turns herself into a pawn. Sleepy and shaken. And watching while the blurry night. Turns into a very clear dawn Do you love any, do you love none. Do yo
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One thing I know. This pain will go. . Step through all that's left to feel. I wait to meet my love made real. . Don't move don't touch. Don't talk so much. . Strip and find the place to knee
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It's a one time thing. It just happens a lot. Walk with me and we will see. What we have got My footsteps are ticking. Like water dripping from a tree. Walking a hairline. And stepping very care
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call on that saint. and the candle that burns. keeping her safe. until her return plaster and paint. holding the fire. a poor woman's saint. holding all man's desire bold little bird. fly away
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Today I am a small blue thing. Like a marble or an eye. With my knees against my mouth. I am perfectly round. I am watching you I am cold against your skin. You are perfectly reflected. I am los
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Virgin Mary on a chain. Has hit me in the mouth again. As we explore the carnal score. Of sacred and profane Sulky boy won't drink his milk. So mother's breast beneath the silk. Remains untouched
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The soldier came knocking upon the queen's door. He said, 'i am not fighting for you any more'. The queen knew she'd seen his face someplace before. And slowly she let him inside. . He said, 'i'v
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When heroes go down. They go down fast. So don't expect anytime to. Equivocate the past When heroes go down. They land in flame. So don't expect any slow and careful. Settling of blame I heard y
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Black on the red and red on black. It's a tic of a tired mind. Come and sit down, won't you try your luck. See if you unwind Never use your 3's and 2's. Follow superstition. Otherwise you are goi
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{Once more. One, two, three, four} I like a tombstone cause it. Weathers well. And if it stands or if it crumbles only. Time will tell And you can carve my name in marble. You must cut it deep.
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Am I an afternoon's pastime?. A thing on a string. To be thrown and retrieved. Like a phone call received. On somebody's birthday. To tease and delight. And then say goodnight. And then just sa
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By day give thanks. By night beware. Half the world in sweetness. The other in fear When the darkness takes you. With her hand across your face. Don't give in too quickly. Find the thing she's e
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I came out of the darkness. Holding one thing. A small white wooden horse. I'd been holding inside And when I'm dead. If you could tell them this. That what was wood became alive. What was wood
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"I don't care for tights", she says. And does not tell me why. She hikes her skirt above her knee. Revealing one brown thigh "I see", I say, and wonder at. Her slender little fingers. How cleverl
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I only turned to see. What hand had set this inner field. Alight against the flame I see. The outline of a man against a night Take back your sympathy. I do not need to drink that bitter stuff. I
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I dreamed you were a rich man. And that I had no place to go. I came to you, to see if you would take me in. Through golden curtains you told me, you'd let me know Now you drink for 10 and you smok
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If I had met you on some journey. Where would we be now. If we had met some eastbound train. Through some black sleeping town Would you have worn your silken robes. All made of royal blue?. Would
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There's a sound across the alley. Of cold metal touching skin. And you can see, if you look in her window. That she has gone and cut her hair again In straight lines. Straight lines Those soft gol
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She'd come to my house. And dance in the hall. With the music up loud. Against the light on the wall And I danced beside her. Feeling no shame. We were in costume. And this was a game She'd put
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Soap and water. Take the day from my hand. Scrub the salt from my stinging skin. Slip me loose of this wedding band. . Soap and water. Hang my heart on the line. Scour it down in a wind of sand
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I believe right now if I could I would swallow you whole. I would leave only bones and teeth, we could see what was underneath. And you would be free then Once I thought only tears could make us fre
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The ceiling had a painting on it. In our room in France. So we were living underneath. Some angels in a dance My husband was not feeling well. And so we went to bed. He woke up complaining. Of a
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We had our neighborhood girl. She used to hang out, in front of McKinsey's Bar. And we were interested in her and her clientele. We just wonder where she's gone. Oh she's gone? Yes, she's gone, go
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The reproach on your daughter's most beautiful face. Made me wonder just how she could know. Of that something that happened between you and me. So much more than a long time ago Her mother, I can
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If sand waves were sound waves. What song would be in the air now?. What stinging tune, could split this endless noon. And make the sky swell with rain? If war were a game that a man or a child. C
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Last year's troubles. Last year's troubles Last year's troubles are so old fashioned. The robber on the highway the pirate on the seas. Maybe it's the clothing that's so entertaining. The earrings
