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God is in the Detour
04:00
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I met God at the corner shop, she was looking kinda lonely so I gave her a nod. She smiled back and we started to talk. She said, 'Ain't it strange that there are so many different kinds of tea and could you reach the blue one on the highest shelf for me?'
Sure God, whatever you want.
And then she asked me if I had some time for a coffee. And I said, 'I've been dreaming all of my life to have a coffee with you.' She said, 'How lovely, nowadays most people are in a hurry. They have lists and plans and stuff they need to do and don't get me wrong, there's a lot to be said for having a plan, there's a lot to be gained from acting fast, there's a whole lot of sense in being direct. But then again, the good stuff seems to happen when you're on a detour. Come find me on a detour,'
She paid for her tea and then we went outside, the sun shone bright and the cars sped by. She said, 'I've been meaning to look into that, but I guess I got a little sidetracked, cause sometimes I lose track of time and sometimes I don't mind and let it all just drift away and then I find myself again on a detour, on a detour, you'll find me on a detour.'
'There's a lot to be said for having a plan, there's a lot to be gained from acting fast, there's a whole lot of sense in being direct, but then again, the good stuff seems to happen when you're on a detour, on a detour, on a detour, come join me on a detour'
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Your Favorite Tune
03:19
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Of the thousand times you made me laugh
Never thought the last would come so fast
Never thought I'd have to say goodbye
To the brilliant fire of your eyes
But I will meet you at the other side
We'll have a little drink and do a little dance and then
Keep it up until the morning light
When you put on your favorite tune, put on your favorite tune
Put on your favorite tune just one more time
Your joke was quick, your laugh was loud
How I'd long to hear it now
And watch you dance across a room
Your hands up high, your smile in bloom
But I will meet you at the other side
We'll have a little drink and do a little dance and then
Keep it up until the morning light
When you put on your favorite tune, put on your favorite tune
Put on your favorite tune just one more time
You told us not to worry
Most of all not to be sorry
But to trust in love
And you taught us to be grateful
A thousand different things that you were thankful of
With your big heart
Oh babe, I'll meet you at the other side
We'll have a little drink and do a little dance and then
Keep it up until the morning light
When you put on your favorite tune, put on your favorite tune
Put on your favorite tune just one more time
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I Wish You Well
03:02
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It sure sounds funny
When you say it out loud
How you really don't want me
To stay around
You've made your choices
You're gonna see them through
So there's nothing left for me to do
But to wish you well
I wish you, I wish you well
I wish you, I wish you well
A thousand nights we
Crossed a thousand seas
I held you through the hurt
And you held on to me
But you don't wanna remember
You say it just ain't true
So there's nothing left for me to do
But to wish you well
I wish you, I wish you well
I wish you, I wish you well
And one last thing babe
Before I go
If you ever change your mind
I just want you to know
That I will be waiting
I'll always keep the light on
So you can find your way back home
And I wish you would
I wish you, I wish you would
I wish you, I wish you would
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The Garbagemen
03:34
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The light is red
The rain is soft
The pavement shines
Above the tram
Neon lights
Flicker out
The garbagemen pick up their cans
And trust their worried whispers to the wind
She picks them up
With gentle hands
And sets them free
I'd long to follow suit
Over the grey slate roofs
Up through the darkening clouds
Right out of this town
And come down real slow
At the bend of the river
Where the cottonwoods grow
The light turns green
The cars pull up
A baby cries
Up in the trees
The parakeets
Screech loud and bright
The garbagemen jump on again
And ride the truck like it's an ocean wave
Of endless blue
A stretched out hand
To ease the way
I'd long to follow suit
Over the grey slate roofs
Up through the darkening clouds
Right out of this town
And come down real slow
At the bend of the river
Where the cottonwoods grow
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That Time This Time
It’s that time of the year again
Trees turn out in misty green
Sun is creeping up my skin again
And I hear girls sing
I will call you up again
And ask: 'how are you?'
I will laugh at your jokes again
This time I’ll be true
This time I wont give up
This time I wont run off
This time I’ll know just what to say
I wont back away, I will keep it up
This time I wont say no
This time I wont let go
This time I’ll be all that you need
You can leave it to me
I will be enough
I’ll take out my red dress
Put on my dancing shoes
Brush my hair till it shines
And go out to meet you
You’ll pour me my magic drink
The one that comes with a straw
That fizzes and sizzles and sparks
Like my fluttering heart
And we’ll laugh at the girls on Friday parade
How they jiggle and waggle and play with their shades
High on their heads and low on their noses
This time I wont give up
This time I wont run off
This time I ll know just what to say
I wont back away, I will keep it up
This time I wont say no
This time I wont let go
This time I’ll be all that you need
Leave it to me
I will be enough
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6. |
As Yours Turns Into Mine
03:27
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I breathe in
Your skin
From the hollow
Where your neck begins
I leave my
Lips to
Linger on
Your collarbone
Raise my hands above your spine
Trace my fingers down
Along the edge of where we start
And weld us into one
For I am made of
flesh that folds
Around your bones
I am made of skin that glows
and glistens as it listens
To the flow of
your blood
Between the beats of
your heart
Chase their ways through all your limbs
And lead them into mine
Along the bends, the twists the curves
As yours turns into mine
For I am made of
flesh that folds
Around your bones
I am made of
skin that glows
and glistens
As it listens
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Of what we cannot speak we do not speak
Of all the wounds that are too deep
We bury them beneath our love
Between the promises we keep
We don’t do possibilities
We do what works for us
We have no other remedies
They got lost with what we lost
And I, I do not complain
We’ve made it through
We’re on our feet again
And in the wee hours of a looming day
Please tell me that’s ok
The wind picks up a plastic bag
Blows it up against the fence
It lingers there and then falls back again
Someone kicks it as they pass
Was I guilty, was I innocent
Was I a witness or a thief
Did I steel your dirty memories
Did I cleanse them with my grief
And I, I do not complain
We’ve made it through
We’re on our feet again
And in the wee hours of a looming day
Please tell me that’s ok
Burn all the bridges behind us
Tear all flesh from the bone
I’ll be brave like a newborn
I have nothing to atone for
Of what we cannot speak we do not speak
Of all the wounds that are too deep
We bury them beneath our love
Between the promises we keep
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I did not blow up any buildings
I did not wage no phoney wars
I did not ask for admiration
Or drew attention to my words
I was humble, I was easy
I was quiet, I was kind
I looked out for my neighbours
In the deadest of the night
And you think you can ignore me
Or freeze me up in fear
But I stand with the many
And our whispers will begin
To fill up your voids
And to rise over your walls
One by one we will join
Our hands across your borders
Two by two we will chose
To stand up for each other
Your hate it shouts
But love speaks louder still
I turned the other cheek
I payed my income tax
I took care of those in need
And tried to give them hope again
I built your cars, laid down your streets
I cooked your meals and cleaned
Your restaurants, your trains and planes
And I taught your kids to read
And you think you can deride me
And take away my pride
But I stand with the many
And our whispers will collide
To fill up your voids
And to rise over your walls
One by one we will join
Our hands across your borders
Two by two we will chose
To stand up for each other
Your hate it shouts
But love speaks louder still
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VanWyck Amsterdam, The Netherlands
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