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Dreaming
04:33
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Dreaming
Or am I dreaming, or has somebody taken my place?
What are you scheming, and where have you been?
My mind is aching, it circles upon itself
Making ends meet with what pieces there are left
But I, I still have dreams at night
Of you, holding me tight
Could it be, that I’m only seeing things
I regret having ever slept
Walking through forests, fields and tobacco farms
Setting a picnic, sprawled out with open arms
If I wake up soon, dear, I’ll loathe ever leaving here
But I will return to the place that has no years
But I, I still have dreams at night
Of you, holding me tight
Could it be, that I’m only seeing things
I regret having ever slept
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Disheartening
05:52
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Disheartening
My love is disheartening, can’t care for my own or anything
Making eyes at everything, knowing not the sincerity of good timing
But you, my dearest doe, you have seen my fault
As you gracefully, part and start your walk
Away from readings carrying gold, the fool stays still who’s falsely told
That love’s a game where the victors try
To woo their ladies with cunning lies
But you, my dearest doe, you have seen my fault
As you gracefully, part and start your walk
Taking notes on where I’ve strayed, from the fundamental rules of play
I reassess my intentions, only to find you walking back this way
Was it something I said? (Something I said)
Or something I did? (Something I did)
That made you forget?
You’re so nice, can we dance?
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Wasted Hours
04:42
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Wasted Hours
We drove for hours it seemed, just to drive
We finally stopped the car, ‘cause we’d arrived
Played tunes and sat awhile, looked around
Until the battery died, not a sound
All those wasted hours spent wandering
Weren’t so wasted, they weren’t wasted after all
All those wasted hours spent wandering
Weren’t so wasted, they weren’t wasted after all
We made mistakes I’m sure, but not a lot
Gleaned what we could from them, but all for naught
It only took a lapse, a lapse indeed
To put you in a place so far from free
But all those wasted hours spent wandering
Weren’t so wasted, they weren’t wasted after all
All those wasted hours spent wandering
Weren’t so wasted, they weren’t wasted
They weren’t wasted
They weren’t wasted after all
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4. |
Love's Like Whiskey
02:55
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Love’s like Whiskey
Love’s like whiskey it leaves your stomach sour and sore
But even though you know its bad for you,
You keep on coming back for more
‘Cause when it fills you up it empties you of
All the loneliness you store
Lord I thought that woman loved me, but oh my how I was wrong
Said she was thinking of me,
But that aint right or I wouldn’t have wrote this song
You see she left me for another man,
now both of them are gone, gone, gone
Now I’d better pick myself up,
And look on down the road for something new
What I’d give for a decent woman, heaven only knows what I would do
Well what goes around comes around,
maybe that man will up and leave her too
Love’s like whiskey it leaves your stomach sour and sore
But even though you know its bad for you,
You keep on coming back for more
‘Cause when it fills you up it empties you of
All the loneliness you store
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Willow
04:21
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Willow
It hurts me just to see her walk towards me and then away
Oh to see her pick a spot, beside me and choose to stay
But who’s to say and who’ll derive
She won’t concede, she’ll pass me by and I’ll just cry
Can’t you see me trying here, I’m trying to make you mine
Just a little patience please, I guarantee that in due time
You’ll see what I saw all the while,
That kindled hopes aren’t always lies, I’m glad I tried
OHHHH I’m glad I tried
But I stand still, and I bide my time
Oh, to hold her in my arms, would be so fine
Often when I’m by myself, I think about her smile
I think about who put it there, what they did, what she desires
And now I know why it must be, when fences separate the trees,
They’re property. OHH they’re property
But the fences will fall, no lines at all.
Yes, to hold her in my arms, to hear her call
But I stand still, and I bide my time
OHH to hold her in my arms, would be so fine
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6. |
Takes One
03:24
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Takes One
Though when I was older, and what I wanted seemed so out of reach
Still I wonder should I, settle for what’s been given to me
My mother used to tell me, “Son, one day you will make a wife so glad”
But I’ve borrowed so much so far, what have I to give that can’t be had
But Oh
Wait a minute, love is not a game to me
Don’t tell me that I’m wrong, for seeing what I see
‘Cause people are not always who they seem to be
It takes one to know one
Speaking with your eyes wide, you tell me how life is supposed to be
The people who have hurt you, reappear in everyone you see
And I know that it hurts so bad, when finding comfort seems a pointless task
But searching where you know it’s not, will only lead you back to greedy hands
But Oh
Wait a minute, love is not a game to me
Don’t tell me that I’m wrong, for seeing what I see
‘Cause people are not always who they seem to be
It takes one to know one
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7. |
We Off To
04:48
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We Off To
When we were young, the world seemed a place where nothing went wrong
All that we saw was so full of color with angst we stood awed
But off without direction, we truddled along from site to site
Only to find ourselves all alone in a world full of fright
Where were we off to?
We off to?
Where were we off to?
We off to?
So seeking security, we set on a course to find ourselves mates
Someone to keep us warm, to keep us busy with love notes and dates
But it doesn’t bring us back the colors and feelings we seemingly lack
Maybe a better match will open a door that’s so stubbornly latched
Where were we off to?
We off to?
Where were we off to?
We off to?
And nothing will help me to feel less bitter about it all
Than to see us back where we were in the first place
But the pill I’m having such a hard time swallowing
Is knowing that we can’t go back to those days
Where were we off to?
We off to?
Where were we off to?
We off to?
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Charlie Whitten
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