Book of Longing
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The birds they sang at the break of day Start again I heard them say Don’t dwell on what
It’s coming through a hole in the… from those nights in Tiananmen Sq… It’s coming from the feel that this ain’t exactly real, or it’s real, but it ain’t exactly…
If it be your will That I speak no more And my voice be still As it was before I will speak no more
Everybody knows that the dice are… Everybody rolls with their fingers… Everybody knows that the war is ov… Everybody knows the good guys lost Everybody knows the fight was fixe…
If you want a lover I’ll do anything you ask me to And if you want another kind of lo… I’ll wear a mask for you If you want a partner
Oh the sisters of mercy, they are… They were waiting for me when I t… And they brought me their comfort… Oh I hope you run into them, you… Yes you who must leave everything…
Now in Vienna there’s ten pretty… There’s a shoulder where Death co… There’s a lobby with nine hundred… There’s a tree where the doves go… There’s a piece that was torn from…
When they poured across the border I was cautioned to surrender, this I could not do; I took my gun and vanished. I have changed my name so often,
It’s four in the morning, the end… I’m writing you now just to see if… New York is cold, but I like wher… There’s music on Clinton Street a… I hear that you’re building your l…
I can’t make the hills The system is shot I’m living on pills For which I thank G-d I followed the course
Now I've heard there was a secret… That David played, and it pleased… But you don't really care for musi… It goes like this The fourth, the fifth
My lady can sleep Upon a handkerchief Or if it be Fall Upon a fallen leaf. I have seen the hunters
1. You came to me this morning And you handled me like meat. You´d have to live alone to know How good that feels, how sweet. My mirror twin, my next of kin,
The ponies run, the girls are youn… The odds are there to beat You win a while, and then it’s don… Your little winning streak And summoned now to deal
Suddenly the night has grown colde… The god of love preparing to depar… Alexandra hoisted on his shoulder, They slip between the sentries of… Upheld by the simplicities of plea…