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Shoot Me
03:20
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I never met a stranger in my life
Believe me ‘cause I can’t lie
If I could with all those smiles
I would fly!
Shoot me! The train is coming
Shoot me! My foot is stuck
Shoot me! I can’t follow
Shoot me out of this hollow!
I wish I could set me free
I feel the buzz going through me
My life’s luck is getting low
This is going to be the big blow
The train is coming, the train is coming…
The light of the train is getting bigger
The light of the train is getting closer
The light of the train is getting bigger
The light of the train is getting closer!
For goodness sake, give me a break
How many people does it take?
To lift the lonesome out of the track
Break my back or bring me back!
Shoot me!
Shoot me!
(paroles/lyrics: Kim D.-R.)
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A Young Girl
04:04
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A young girl bears a secret
She wanders around night after night
trying to clear her body and spirit
All she sees through her shades
is her shadow she displays
The car lights hit her face
Feels alone and misplaced
Haste!
Remembers this like a dream
Almost asleep in her bed
Her father was watching tv
Heard a muffled sound
And suddenly her mind has been erased
Knows not what’s true of false
Next day her Dad was gone
All she knew was her body ached
Still aches! Her body aches!
The young girl can’t be embraced
She walks and paces night after night
Trying to cool the blaze and stifle the phase
Haze…
All she sees through her shades
is her shadow she displays
The car lights hit her face
Feels alone and misplaced
All she sees through her shades
is her shadow she displays
The car lights hit her face
Feels alone and misplaced
Hypnotized!
She’s been hypnotized!
Hypnotized!
She’s been hypnotized!
(paroles/words: Kim D.-R.)
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Cottonwood Tree Tango
03:18
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Cottonwood trees dance in the moonlight
The field becomes a great ballroom
All groomed, they bloom and gloom
In the moonlight
Dancing the tango
Their branch arms sway and tease
Their shadows do the same
With the dark sky to seize
Under the filtered light
The trees dance silently
Under the filtered light
Their steps light as their might
They swiftly move graciously
Human eyes even as spies
Can only see if they believe
Obviously
That the cottonwood trees
Are secretive creatures of the night
That the cottonwood trees
Can shake off any fright
If you feel the soil trembling in your knees
And your sight’s blinded by the full moon’s stare
Stay still, carefully
And maybe you’ll see them entwined
In the moonlight tango
Under the filtered light
They impress the stars that gleam
Under the filtered light
The cottonwood trees dance
Under the filtered light
Their secret’s in a spotlight
(paroles/words: Kim D.-R.
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The Kiss
03:03
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The Kiss that’s been given
Makes the strong feel wrong
By this song it’s been proven
That the bad has been done
Your pure love will feel numb
When you hear that it’s gone
You will feel what a black spot is
On the sun
The kiss that’s been given
Has snapped the stiffened bond
That kept the creature
In it’s oh so quiet pond
It’s creeping and crawling
It’s starting to move on
Too fragile too futile
To hold it’s slithering tongue
The Beast wasn’t sleeping
It fell under a charm
‘cause it couldn’t bear the silence
of it’s lover at dawn
The kiss that’s been given
Let the cold come along
By this song it’s been proven
That it can break any bond
The gentle waiting one
Staying still ‘til he comes
Feels lonely and just
Just leaves without a sound
The kiss that’s been given
Makes the strong feel wrong
This song makes them even
It has broken the bond, it has broken the bond,
It has broken, it has broken, it has broken the bond.
(paroles/words: Kim D.-R.)
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Weather of Colors
04:57
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Red bird, red sky
Well everything seems red like my thoughts, my thoughts
Red bird, red sky
Well everything seems red like my thoughts, my thoughts
Swampland, where the sour one wants more
One side pulls a blanket of clouds
The other shines his sham and lures
Mountain land, in a see-through sky
Somewhat there, the insight of the eye
A sleeping bear’s caved in somewhere
Red bird, blue sky
Well everything seems red like my thoughts, my thoughts
Red bird, blue sky
Well everything seems red like my thoughts, my thoughts
Island world, no truth no lies
It sits and stares, no need to swear
Absence found a home, inside alone
Desert world, ain’t no disguise
With sores it roars the lonesome heart
The fear it knows, the wise will sort
He shed his feathers, from the sun, down to the sky
The weather of colors changed his spirit and I know why.
Is his spirit gone? Is it already done and gone?
Blue bird, blue sky
Well everything seems bruised like my thoughts, my thoughts
Blue bird, blue sky
Well everything seems blue like my thoughts, my thoughts
(paroles/words: Kim D.-R.)
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Hear Their Complaints
04:35
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The sun’s going down
Down to the ground
Waking up the dead
Spirits out of bed
The sun’s going down
A pact has been bonded
There’s a cowboy and an Indian
No matter which clan you’re in
Brothers from Hell
Beholden by war
Their story is no tale
The past isn’t so far
An arrow and a gun
Pointed at dusk
The sundown of a nation
A moment of decision
To die or live
To kill or save
The feather breaks the arrow
The hand lays down the gun
Their hearts choose conciliation
No more hate and sorrow
A man is a man
The war wasn’t their own
They tried to stop the fight
But it carried on
It’s still carrying on
It still carries on
It still carries on
The sun’s going down
Down to the ground
Waking up the dead
Spirits out of bed
They died defending peace
But their souls still remain
The fighting never ceased
Listen to their complaints
(paroles/words: Kim D.-R.)
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Truly Be Blue
03:54
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Black Italian Shoes
03:39
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I got black Italian shoes, shining on, shining on
I got black Italian shoes, shining on
I like to wax shoes ‘til they shine
Don’t need to bribe you, just look at mine
They may be green, yellow black or brown
Leather be one of my kind
-Come again!
I got black Italian shoes, shining on, shining on
I got black Italian shoes, shining on
I like to wax shoes ‘til they shine
I ought to get a gig with my rhyme
I seek what you genuinely own
Leather be a chip of my time
I like to wax shoes till they shine
This throb is a passion, one of a kind
They may be bootlegs stitched or sewn
Leather me be your classy find
-Come again!
I got black Italian shoes, shining on, shining on
I got black Italian shoes, shining on
I like to wax shoes ‘til they shine
I won’t ride you I want a penny or a dime
With me worn shoes will be re-born
Leather me sweep ye new coins chime
I got black Italian shoes, shining on, shining on
I got black Italian shoes, shining on
I like to wax shoes ‘til they shine
Me scent, me glow is of moonshine
Though my pride goes to your smile, after your bow
Leather ye shoeshine’s be mine
I got black Italian shoes, shining on, shining on
I got black Italian shoes, shining on
(paroles/words: Kim D.-R.)
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10. |
Starfish
04:51
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I need to see a starfish on the sand
I need to see a ship set on the shore
and I don’t want to stand by
this never ending story anymore
Just face it, it’s done
And look at your reflection
On the ocean
Stop digging with your hands
When it’s finished, it’s a beginning
It’s settling in the sand, settling in the sand
The castle will stay
When the tide is low
When the waves come in
The tide will be high
The castle will flow…go
Tired of living through memories
Just face it, it’s done
And give your reflection
To the ocean
I need to see a starfish dying on the sand
I need to see its vessel on the shore
And I won’t stand by, this relation-ship
And I won’t stand by, this relation-ship
It’s goodbye… goodbye …
(paroles/words: Kim D.-R.)
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