Edge Of Seventeen
Just like the white-winged dove sings a song sounds like she's singing
Just like the white-winged dove sings a song sounds like she's singing
And the days go by like a strand in the wind in the web that is my own
I begin again said to my friend, baby nothing else mattered
He was no more than a baby then well, he seemed broken-hearted
Something within him but the moment that I first laid eyes on him
All alone on the edge of seventeen
Well, I went today maybe I will go again tomorrow
Well, the music there well it was hauntingly familiar
When I see you doing what I try to do for me
With their words of a poet and a voice from a choir
And a melody nothing else mattered
The clouds never expect it when it rains
But the sea changes colours but the sea does not change
So with the slow graceful flow of age
I went forth with an age old desire to please
On the edge of seventeen
Well then suddenly there was no one left standing in the hall
In a flood of tears that no one really ever heard fall at all
When I went searching for an answer up the stairs and down the hall
Not to find an answer just to hear the call of a nightbird singing come away
Well, I hear you in the morning and I hear you at nightfall
Sometime to be near you is to be unable to hear you my love
I'm a few years older than you my love
The Highwayman
Alas he was the highwayman the one that comes and goes
And only the highway-woman keeps up with the likes of those
And she in all her magic with hands as quick as light
Took him to be a challenge and went into the night
And he in all his glory was far ahead of her
But she was never sorry for wishes that would burn
Enter competition she chases beneath the moon
Her horse is like a dragonfly she is just a fool
And she wonders is this real or does she just want to be Queen
And he fights the way he feels is this the end of the dream
And then he sees her coming heartbeats on the wind
Considers slowing down but then he could never win
And she out in the distance sees him against the sky
A pale and violent rider a dream begun in wine
And she wonders is this real or does she just want to be Queen
And he fights the way he feels is this the end of the dream
A dream as the thunder wakes her and her highwayman disappears
On a life already lived before in eyes welled with tears
Today and still today they ride will they ever win
He the glory she the love still they try again
He the glory she the love still they try again
He the glory she the love and still they try again
Stop Dragging My Heart Around
You come knocking on my front door same old line you used to use before
I said well, what am I supposed to do I didn't know what I was getting into
So you've had a little trouble in town now you're keeping some demons down
Stop dragging my heart around
It's hard to think about what you've wanted it's hard to think about what you've lost
This doesn't have to be the big get even this doesn't have to be anything at all
I know you really want to tell me goodbye I know you really want to be your own girl
You could never look me in the eye you buckle with the weight of the words
Stop dragging my heart around
There's people running around loose in the world ain't got nothing better to do
Make a meal of some bright-eyed kid you need someone looking after you
I know you really want to tell me goodbye I know you really want to be your own girl
You could never look me in the eye you buckle with the weight of the words
Stop dragging my heart around
Rooms On Fire
Somewhere out in the back of your mind
Comes your real life and the life that you know
It seems like it was the creation of some of those same old things
It seemed to be the only thing left out in the light
She had trusted many but been unfamiliar with almost everyone but you
Well maybe I'm just thinking that the rooms are all on fire
Everytime that you walk in the room
Well there is magic all around you, if I do say so myself
I have known this much longer than I've known you
She had trusted many and then there would be someone who would enter into her presence
That she could sense for miles she dreamed of her wanton luxury
And she laughed and she cried and she tried to taunt him
And he hated to be separated from that picture
Long nets of white cloud my memory
Long nets of white cloud my memory
There is magic all around you
Everytime you walk in the room
Cathouse Blues
I got the cathouse blues I wear the highest of high heel shoes
It’s hard to be surrounded where the women are lazy and the men are rude
I got the can’t walk, don’t talk blues I creep on cat’s feet I don’t speak loose
Yourself in velvet forget we ever met I got the closed-in, the cathouse blues
Blue-grey eyes that say I guess you don’t remember I guess that I was younger
Touché the cat sleeps alone sleeps only in the sun
But she’ll awake the night and she’ll be gone
Singing the cathouse blues I need some new red velvet shoes
I’m still a dreamer’s fancy they say I’m pretty classy
I’m just a feline silky cat come true I’m just a feline silky cat come true
Hard Advice
Sometimes late at night I turn on the radio your music fills the room
I just can’t seem to get away from you
Saw a life size paper doll of you in a record store
My friends as well as me can’t seem to let you go it was finished long ago
Sometimes he’s my best friend even when he’s not around
But the sound of his voice well, it follows me down and reminds me
Another famous friend told me love does end make a clean break
He didn’t talk about heartache you have to let him go
Get over it remember how it was before our infamous pasts had begun
You have to let him go he gives such hard advice
He gives such hard advice he says don’t think twice turn off the radio
It was finished long ago Go write some real songs this is all wrong
Sometimes he’s my best friend even when he’s not around
But the sound of his voice well, it follows me down and reminds me
Sometimes he’s my best friend even when he’s not around
But the sound of his voice well, it follows me down and reminds me
You have to get over this the pain’s gone on too long
Go and write some real songs stay out of music stores
Don’t buy that doll sometimes, sometimes turn off that radio
Turn off that radio don’t buy that doll don’t buy that doll
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