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January 1979 Lyrics - Singles - Me Without You

January, 1979 saw a terrible crash 

And it couldn't help but laugh 

My ear pressed against the past 

Like a glass on the wall of a house in a photograph 

 

My forehead no longer sweet 

With holy kisses worthy of your fiery lips 

I was floating in a peaceful sea 

Rescued by a sinking ship 

 

(I could be your servant) 

If I could become the servant of all, no lower place to fall 

(If I could be your servant) 

If I could become the servant of all, no lower place to fall 

(I could be your servant) 

If I could become the servant of all, no lower place to fall 

(If I could be your servant) 

If I could become the servant of all, no lower place to fall 

 

You watched me like a 10-car highway wreck with detached 

Vulgar curiosity, us looking down on the tops of the hats of us 

Passersby from your seventh floor balcony 

 

And grew such a height we missed creatures too small for sight 

Carry on over conversation as the misguided insects 

Crown me their grasshopper king with a dance of celebration 

 

After years with a crown on my head 

I've grown overfed, unconcerned and comfortably numb 

Kept busy indulging in the pleasures of the wealthy 

Oh someone make me afraid of what I've become 

 

At the first sign of possible sorrow 

I turned my heels and ran 

Oh, Ill never learn 

My life is a cup of sugar I borrowed 

Before time began and forgot to return 

 

(I could be your servant) 

It was a matter of time, I always said I could see but now Im going blind 

(If I could be your servant) 

It was a matter of time, I always said I could see but now Im going blind 

(I could be your servant) 

It was a matter of time, I always said I could see but now Im going blind 

(If I could be your servant) 

It was a matter of miserable time but I heard somewhere 

There was a cure for useless eyes 

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