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We’re a mother at a funeral
We’re a child at the cross
We’re a worker with the food stamp
We’re a poet with an empty cost
We’re a surgeon at the table
We’re a drinker with the bends
We’re a black man in an all white town
& We’re getting lost in the same trends
So will you be my friend?
Will you be my friend?
Will you be my friend?
Cause alone is only us we lose again
We’re the chicken at the egg farm
We’re the waitress at the club
We’re the trees we like to climb down
We’re the climate and we’re heating up
We’re the people at the party
We’re the fans who catch the ball
We’re the immigrants from which we’re all born
& We’re the planners who can’t find a resolve
So will you be my friend?
Will you be my friend?
Will you be my friend?
Cause alone is only us we lose again
Cause alone is only us we lose again
Cause alone is only us
We’re the soldier on his last breath
We’re the refugee at sea
We’re the widow that the bombs left
We’re the queer child looking up at me
We’re the pedals of the lily
We’re the ripples of the marsh
We’re the atoms up in Saturn
We’re the song playing in the stars
So will you be my friend?
Will you be my friend?
Will you be my friend?
Cause alone is only us we lose again
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i move in every direction
i want to leave this hell
waiting for the intersection
i want to know myself
where will the river turn
where will the river turn
where will the river turn
where will the river turn
we were told that it's coming
but we're floating in thin air
and we're searching for something
when we know it isn’t there
and we're free to begin again
but we run like we don’t care
sailin' on this river to nowhere
i’m broke in a wild abandon
set out on a living spree
i leave when my roots get planted
no branches to burden me
where will the river turn
where will the river turn
where will the river turn
where, where?
we were told that it's coming
but we're floating in thin air
and we're searching for something
when we know it isn’t there
and we're free to begin again
but we run like we don’t care
sailin' on this river to nowhere
and i know it could be
that someone somewhere out there is watching me
but i’m lost in my faith
so why wouldn’t I be lost in this terrain
upstream like a salmon spawning
then south like a winter flock
my nest is a paper awning
waiting to clot to rock
where will the river turn
where will the river turn
where will the river turn
where will the river turn
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Someone
03:34
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I’ve never met someone quite as rich as you
I’ve never met someone quite as rich as you
But I do what I do
I’ve never met someone quite as lost as me
I’ve never met someone quite as lost as me
But I’m free, you bet I'm free
Oh, could you forgive me
While I’m wandering through these dreams?
There’ll be no reward
And I’ll never see my prize
I want to be someone
I want to be someone
In your eyes
I’ve never met someone who talks as much as him
I’ve never met someone who chokes on all our sins
Then he wins
You bet he wins
Oh, could you forgive me
While I’m wandering through these dreams?
There’ll be no reward
There will be prize
You want to be someone
You want to be someone
And I might die trying
I want to be someone
I want to be someone
In your eyes
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Maryanne
04:34
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Beast in the belly, for your son’s been slain
Awful sorry Maryanne
Seems like you gave birth yesterday
Back and forth and back again
Speed didn’t kill him, nor the century’s pace
Awful sorry Maryanne
He went to war, fought for that power game
Back and forth and back again
Say "be grateful"
Say "be proud
That he stood up
From the crowd"
And it may rock your bones
It may rock your bones
That only ghosts could know
Only ghosts could know
What we’re doing this for
Heart flies away, and then it breaks
Awful sorry Maryanne
9 months to make and in a minute it fades
Back and forth and back again
Dreams had him working as a head of state
Awful sorry Maryanne
Wife and a kid, he had the whole thing made
Back and forth and back again
Say "we know
It’ll hurt"
But be sure
Of its worth"
And it may rock your bones
It may rock your bones
That only ghosts could know
Only ghosts could know
What we’re doing this for
And it may rock your bones
It may rock your bones
That only ghosts could know
Only ghosts could know
What we’re doing this for
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