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Lookin
for ya
Like a harmony I wanted to sing about your fine lines baby, your
sweet rhymes oh yeah was lookin for ya, you're standing right here
in front of my eyes, if I was to know that you were my big surprise
oh yeah, I'm holidaying the rest of my days oh you make it so easy
you're taking my blues away, like a harmony I wanted to sing about
your fine lines baby your sweet rhymes oh yeah
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Floundering
I'm not writing letters or sending best wishes, if wishes were fishes
they'd swim across the blue to you and take the bait, you've got
me hook, line and sinker, on the plate wash me down with white wine,
no mistake you've got me floundering this time
it's been too long now I'm not so strong now, all I can do is try
to get the message through to you so take the hint, you've got me
hook, line and sinker, have a drink wash me down with white wine,
on the brink you've got me floundering this time, floundering in
the blue…
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Papa
Luigi's
before we dreamed the America's Cup and long before they brightened
the old buildings up you could get on down into Fremantle town and
to Papa Luigi's for the best coffee around, in our uniforms we'd
be waggin' school and we'd head off to Papa's to shoot us some pool
take the back-alley streets through the door then sneak down into
Papa Luigi's for the best coffee in town, onto the esplanade along
the boulevardes we'd walk, down to Cicerellos where the Italian
fellows gawk, at weekend parties I'd look for a man finally found
my Adonis in a pink panel van, making love on the pier while the
old mamas frown then on to Papa Luigi's for the best coffee…
up in the asylum ghosts are crying to be heard ancient lovers sighing
still denying every word, nowadays trying to capture some truth
I go back to Fremantle chasing my youth through the wild, windy
streets where I let my hair down, and back to Cicerellos waving
hellos to one and all, along the esplanade amid the new facades
I hear the call back to Papa Luigi's, back to Papa Luigi's for the
best coffee
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Somebody
needed to weep
he said loving her was easy, oh so good, like heroin coursing through
her veins she took what she could, why was it always raining, somebody
needed to weep and glasses of gin shade the sun seeping in, he kissed
her softly to sleep, another time another place on this land, a
land far from here, another time another place on this land far,
far form here, under a Venus in rising tiredness feels bittersweet,
and medicine can't cure the ill that they feel entangled in love
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Western
Wine
all the nieces and nephews have grown, pretty soon they'll all be
leaving home, old friends still remember me and they invite me round
for chats and cups of tea, there's a slow boat leaves tonight I
could be sailing under starry skies, hear that whistle blowing strong
but I don't think I can wait that long, five hours on a midnight
plane just to see your faces again and hear you call my name would
be so fine, we could sing the old songs, tell some jokes and sip
on western wine, independence has made me strong but I've been a
stranger for way too long, I can't contain this restlessness within,
I've got to get back to the place where I always fit in
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Strange Days
it isn't wrong to want everything, it isn't wrong to want you, it
isn't wrong to feel blue sometimes but when the day breaks I do
too, and it's a low moon this breezy afternoon and it's high time
I found what's on my mind and when this melancholy sky smiles in
blue at day break I do too, and these strange days leave me lost,
and there's a man who wants me all the same, he brings the rainbow
out of my rain and though I'm free I'm lost inside uncertainty crystallised,
eternalised and everything is true, I'm paralysed and polarised
and everything is true and it haunts me to my sleeping hours what's
done can't be undone, these strange days leave me lost, I left you
standing in a sea of memories, things I couldn't face, I left without
a trace, these strange days leave me lost
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Sunroom
I'm sitting in my sunroom truth is beaming in on me, I'm looking
at the half-moon logic keeps reminding me that you took me for granted,
I took all the blame, now I understand it we'll never be the same,
now the lights are going off in my head and the lights are making
me see red in my sunroom, I'm sitting in my sunroom best intentions
by my side and wondering how we've come to dreams all lost in lullabies,
cos after all we've been through it's turned out this way, nobody
left to see to all those plans we made… I don't know where
it's taking me this thing called love I must admit, it draws me
in then leaves me blind and on my own to make some sense of it…
I'm sitting in my sunroom watching the moon
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Paris
standing in the square and wishing for a summer breeze I think of
you, wishing you were here with me and thinking how it could've
been I'm missing you, I walk the street of Paris hearing what I've
longed to hear and missing you, I've come across the seas to look
at stranger's faces when I could be home, how did I get here? Degas
and De Beauvoir call my senses but it's not enough to keep me here,
chocolat & cigarettes may comfort me but now I know it's love
I fear, it's love i fear, I sail the River Seine I'm writing letters
home again it's snowing now, I scale the Notre Dame pretending that
I'm in your arms I'm lost somehow, how did I get here? how did I
get here, I've come across the seas how did I get here, I'm in a
sea of stranger's faces, how did I get here?
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Kissing
You Goodbye
I'm drinking my coffee black, I've taken one step forward, but it
feels like two feet back I'm looking at an emptiness, I'm moving
closer wanna taste of everything I'm gonna miss I'm kissing you
goodbye
I won't be scared, gonna trust my feet but I'll look for you in
every stanger's face I meet
it may be fate or consequence but either way I'm using up my last
line of defence
I'm kissing you goodbye
maybe it's fate or consequence leaves me this way, maybe it's fate
leaves me kissing you, turn my back, walk away
I'm kissing you goodbye
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Emily
there's no poetry in me, there's no rhyme in my song, everything
I'm starting turns out all wrong, the nearer I get to it the more
I fall apart, after all these years I'm still on my knees Emily,
closer to fine than I'll ever be offers me sweet company, when I'm
searching for the right words at the right time and hoping that
they're hiding somewhere inside of me
my spirit is broken my hide is wearing thin, I fear that I'm losing,
there's no music within the nearer I get to it the more I fall apart,
after all these years I'm still on my knees
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Penny
For Your Thoughts
if I gave you a dollar for each time you've spun me that line, you'd
be half-way to Costa Majorca and making good time, but the buck
stops right here so you might as well tell me the truth, cos I yearn
for plain language and the simplicity of our youth
there's no money to speak of I've spent all I had but I'll give
you a penny for your thoughts
well they say that New England is pretty and covered in green, and
I feel like these four walls are all that I've ever seen, I've got
no wish to leave but I really can't stay any more, if you won't
speak the truth well then what's this relationship for?
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The World Lives in Me
I've been trying to find my place but the world's not out there
in space, i've been looking on like travellers do, now my eyes are
open wide, for the first time i can see that the world lives in
me. Forever running, giving chase to my fear of losing this human
race, i was mystified nowhere to hide, now my eyes are open wide,
for the first time i believe that the world lives in me. Some were
strangers others i knew, there were lovers, dreamers, visionaries
too taken by surprise i realise there's nothing i can't do now my
eyes are open wide, for the first time i can see that they all live
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