Jane Siberry Lyrics
Jane Siberry Lyrics
"Broken Birds Lyrics"
Hey Mister That's Me Up on the Jukebox Lyrics
written by James Taylor Hey mister that's me up on the jukebox I'm the one singing this sad song And I cry every time that you slip in one more dime
written by James Taylor Hey mister that's me up on the jukebox I'm the one singing this sad song And I cry every time that you slip in one more dime
holding your amber to the light
I see centuries of you
and you find me kind
you find me tall
you find me crazy like you
and while I fight my own words
you're off saving those broken birds
sometimes I wonder if you'll survive
we are kindred spirits but not kindred people
in this world for now
we are
Big Man Lyrics
(Larson/Belland) Big man yesterday but boy you ought to see me now well I talked big yesterday but boy you oght to see me now I bragged too long
both too strong we are both too weak(Larson/Belland) Big man yesterday but boy you ought to see me now well I talked big yesterday but boy you oght to see me now I bragged too long
we are both too young
so you go sing your songs
and I'll go sing mine
but I never really go away
no, I never really go away
I know you hear me
you always hear me
on the run to the sun
your kind will get far
if you don't burn
I hear the echo of our voices
She Lyrics
she walks out with empty arms, machine gun in her hand she id good and she is bad no one understands she walked in and silenece never spoke a word, shes got a rich daddy
hopeful in the church of the morning sunshe walks out with empty arms, machine gun in her hand she id good and she is bad no one understands she walked in and silenece never spoke a word, shes got a rich daddy
asking - how far away from love are we?
are we far enough to keep us apart?
oh, I really really really don't know
you said - come to the window
I said - no you don't
we promised we'd never sing of pain or of losing
or how beautiful people look when they are dying
but
Down Came A Blackbird Lyrics
(Mark Spiro/Micheal Smotherman) Down came a blackbird Set on a fence Talkin' in riddles Makin' no sense Cause she's gone You're baby's gone<
clich?s come so easily(Mark Spiro/Micheal Smotherman) Down came a blackbird Set on a fence Talkin' in riddles Makin' no sense Cause she's gone You're baby's gone<
and your tears run through me again and again
forget those broken birds
forget those broken birds
I know you hear me
you always hear me
on the run to the sun
your kind will get far
if you don't burn
holding your amber to the light
I see centuries of you...