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In The Gloaming
In the gloaming, oh my darling. When the lights are soft and low. And the quiet shadows, falling. Softly come and softly go. . When the trees are sobbing faintly.
I Want You
I want you to realize it's my life. I want you to realize it ain't paradise. I want you to glide with the air you breathe. I want you to set me free. .
I Don't Play
Better listen to me, hear what I say. You want to hold my hand, baby squeeze it this way. Baby I don't play and I'll be your man one day. . Don't you play it so cool, like you still in school.
It Is The Skin Of Night
It is the skin of night that holds my shallow breath. Such an illusion that it lulls my inner sight. Is it the call of fear that does entice me. Or just the moon that pulls me from myself.
In The Room That Love Exsists
Kiss me asleep on a bed of nails. Feel my pain in your dying hands. Try to hold back but tears resist. In the room that love exists. . Tie me down with ropes of your hair.
Indictment
I just wrote the dumbest song. It's gonna be a sing along. All our friends. will clap and sing. Our enemies will laugh and be pointing. It won't bother.
In Sadding Around
Sleeping off the last five years takes another five. Recovery in lieu of being. here right now. When I throw myself at your feet, you know it's to be walked.
In Sickness And Health
The cruelty of this world persists. The cold wind speaks for our lost. Whispering words, weaving worlds. Her time has come, alas. A man of stone with opened eyes.
It's Good To Be Here
The ticky ticky buzz the sun winks the sky. I fumble through my fuzz and buzz Mr. I. Tell him scoop the beats in the flying saucer kit. Meet me at the port with the nickel bags and shit.
I Want To Rest
I want to Rest. . Oh my Lord you know my heart since. I've been living down here below. trying to sing your Devine praises. as I go from door to door When my work.
If Momma Was Married
If Momma was married, we'd live in a house. As private as private can be. Just Momma, three ducks, five canaries, a mouse. Two monkeys, one father, six turtles and me.
Idiot Brother
They were hanging on for grim life. They were clutching at straws. They were sure the ship was at port. As it sailed far from shore. . They were keen philosophers.
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