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Reverie
03:10
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Has every nightingale forgot to sing?
And every moon forgotten to beam?
Does every wine you sip go down sour?
And every minute pass as if an hour?
Then I know how you feel, I feel it too
My dreams that come at all are mostly blue
But the far and few, the one or two when I dream of you
Those are full of melody
Color, touch and reverie
Do you dream of me, too?
Did you ever sing a lover’s lullaby
For a chance to dream a glance of another lover dreaming by?
Then I know how you feel, I feel it too
My dreams that come at all are mostly blue
But the far and few, the one or two when I dream of you
Those are full of melody
Color, touch and reverie
Say you dream of me, too
Well I know how you feel, I feel it too
My dreams that come at all are mostly blue
But the far and few, the one or two when I dream of you
Those are full of melody
Color, touch and reverie
Say, please, yours are full of melody
Color, touch and reverie, too
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I’m sitting on a dream lately
The one where I get to hold you tight
And I know it’s gonna seem crazy
But I can’t make it through another night
’Cause it won’t come true
For a week or two
And baby, that’s all the time
That’s all the time in the world
Yeah, it’s a simple fact
I don’t have to wait so long
And the second that you’re back
It’ll be like you were never gone
A pretty cool phenomenon
But baby, that’s all the time
That’s all the time in the world
I know it’s gonna seem crazy
But I can’t make it through another night
'Cause I’m sitting on a dream lately
The one where I get to hold you tight
And it won’t be long
No it won’t be long
But baby, that’s all the time
That’s all the time in the world
A pretty cool phenomenon
But baby, that’s all the time
That’s all the time in the world
Yeah baby, that’s all the time
That’s all the time in the world
Yeah baby, that’s all the time
That’s all the time in the world
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Oasis
03:32
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While I was sleepingI finally got aroundTo doing some thinkingI don’t think that way now
I’ve got to hand it to youYou look so realBut I’ve been running through youYou disappear like an oasis
You fired a questionFrom the tip of your tongueBut there’s something I’m missingIs it a bullet or a gun?
I’ve got to hand it to youYou look so realBut I’ve been running through youYou disappear like an oasisLike an oasisLike an oasis
Just when I thought I had itYou fire a shotSemiautomatic afterthoughtAnd I saw it comingA mile awaySo I took off runningYou slip away
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C'mon Doc
03:52
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Mama hears itAnytime a record stopsSwears she doesn’t fear itBut I’m waiting for the big drop
I can’t help but watch herShe’s singing in her sleep againAnd then she’s on an all nighterAnd I’m keeping the car running
C’mon doc, fix her upYou and I both knowWe’re not going to make the four-o’clockNo matter how fast we go
C’mon doc, fix her upI’ll put her pretty little pills in her little plastic cupAnd I’ll be better when I’m all grown up
I never know what she meansBut I’ve heard it a dozen timesShe read it in a magazineIt goes something like, “The truth rhymes”
C’mon doc, fix her upYou and I both knowWe’re not going to make the four-o’clockNo matter how fast we go
C’mon doc, fix her upI’ll put her pretty little pills in her little plastic cupAnd I’ll be better when I’m all grown up
One, two, yellow, blueYou love me, and I love youOn and on, forever and a dayRun away, far from hereOut into the stratosphereWouldn’t want it any other way
Three, four, shut the doorI love you, but you love me moreOn and on, forever and a day
Spin around, hit the groundQuicker than the speed of soundWouldn’t want it any other wayNo, I wouldn’t want it any other way
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Call Me
03:31
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Call me when you get lonelyThere’s nothing attached if you’re looking for stringsI’m no foolish young thingI know a chorus from a refrainI know that seven little numbers on a napkinDon’t add up to a ring
But I’ve got half a mindTo put behind meAll my plans of paradiseIf you won’t play nice, and call me
Call me downright crazyCall me any old name that fitsHoney, call it anything but quits
’Cause I’ve got half a mindTo go out and find meA man who thinks he canIf you don’t plan on falling for me
Have I wasted all of my precious time?Has the operator disconnected my line?
I’ve been drinking aloneFingering a number on the telephoneSinging along to the dial toneA desperate woman’s microphone
And I’ve got half a mindTo go out and findMe a man who thinks he canIf you don’t plan on falling for me
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Hurricane Caroline
03:49
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This time last year
When Caroline was here
She was having herself a ball
But it’s a fine line
Between a good time
And a family brawl
She would stay up late,
Piss the night away
With chocolate, wine and Adderall
She had just begun
To come undone
We hardly knew her at all
Here she comes, our pretty Hurricane
Wrecking homes in new towns under a different name
At first she was a breeze, but now she’s mostly rain
Caroline, our hurricane
The landlord would complain
About most everything
She wrote out Dylan songs in lipstick on the walls
And the boys she brought home
Were never the same twice, no
Since William broke her heart last fall
She tipped the vagrant man
Digging through our trash can
Said you would do the same if you cared at all
But her rent check came
From somewhere far away
We hardly knew her at all
Here she comes, our pretty Hurricane
Wrecking homes in new towns under a different name
At first she was a breeze, but now she’s mostly rain
Caroline, our hurricane
A perfect storm
Blue eyes, big smile
and a heart like a weather vane
You can ride her out
Drive her away
It’s all the same
The summer settled in
The wind blew something in
And overnight she changed her course
And we all stood stunned
On the front porch
We’d never know her at all
There she goes, our pretty Hurricane
Wrecking homes in new towns under a different name
At first she was a breeze, but now she’s mostly rain
Caroline
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Nicolette Good Austin, Texas
Nicolette Good is a singer-songwriter and a Kerrville New Folk winner. She teaches piano in Austin, TX.
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