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God Save the Writer
03:38
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There's so many misconceptions; there is so much pain
There's so many complicated mysteries that remain
One of them's the writer, who's working late at night
Desperately ambitious, trying to get it right
There's so many urgent issues; there's so much to say
There's so many tragedies that happen every day
The writer shakes his head and turns off every light
And then in darkness he is trying to get it right
God save the writer, God save the muse
God save the singer, the joy and the blues
God save the listener whatever may come
God save the writer for everything he's done
There's so many different notions; there is so much noise
There's so many wrong solutions yearning for a voice
The writer tries to shut his mind against them tight
Desperately ambitious, trying to get it right
God save the writer, God save the muse
God save the singer, the joy and the blues
God save the listener whatever may come
God save the writer for everything he's done
A blank page and a pen are all he needs tonight
Desperately ambitious, he finally gets it right
God save the writer, God save the muse
God save the singer, the joy and the blues
God save the listener whatever may come
God save the writer for everything he's done
God save the writer for everything he's done
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2. |
Bittersweet Goodbye
02:25
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I have travelled far and wide
Seen many places, been to many sites
Now I have a home to leave
I have won a heart to keep
I know you'll miss me
I will miss you, too
But if you love me you will let me go
You can trust me my heart belongs to you
But my wings need motion, too
Back onto the road, though leaving will hurt me
Out into the open where free winds will sing to me
I know there are tears in my eyes of farewell
Tears of joy blur my sight as I head on
I can't wait to go
I make you a promise I will return one day
Your picture in my heart will guide me on my way
After the freedom and the lands I have roamed
I would bring the width and the horizon back home
Back onto the road, though leaving will hurt me
Out into the open where free winds will sing to me
I know there are tears in my eyes of farewell
Tears of joy blur my sight as I head on
I can't wait to go
I don't want to leave
I don't want to leave
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One-Night Stand
02:31
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A crowded room, a red confession
Whose night is it anyway?
A sweet perfume, a glimpse of passion
Whose night is it anyway?
I heard those words before
I'll say them now once more
Been through this all before
Just the faces change
A first embrace filled with desire
Whose night is it anyway?
Through the haze two hearts conspire
Whose night is it anyway?
Don't really know what for
Emotions render sore
Been through this all before
Just the faces change
We spend the night pretending we're lovers
Whose night is it anyway?
A soft goodbye I reach for the covers
Whose night is it anyway?
The mirror by the door
Reflects the clothes I wore
Been through this all before
Just the faces change
Silence remains
No number to call
No meaning at all
I don't even know your name
Know your name
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4. |
After I Have Gone
01:45
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It's too late to turn back now
I am on my way
I know I'll make it through somehow
To live another day
I know my mission
I know I am his son
But inside my head my memory has gone
It's too late to change my mind
I keep it in my heart
All the love I left behind
Here's to my second start
I know I have a name
I know I'm yet unborn
Despite my future fame
I'll wear a crown of thorns
It's too late to say goodbye
I am on my way
Here on this cross I'm going to die
Still I wish I could stay
I know I'm fading
I know they'll understand
But it's hard to see you cry, my friend
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