Book of Longing
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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
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…
Well my friends are gone and my ha… I ache in the places where I used… And I’m crazy for love but I’m no… I’m just paying my rent every day Oh in the Tower of Song
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…
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…
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
Like a bird on the wire Like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free Like a worm on a hook Like a knight from some old-fashio…
It’s true that all the men you kne… who said they were through with de… Every time you gave them shelter I know that kind of man It’s hard to hold the hand of anyo…
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…
I remember you well in the Chelse… you were talking so brave and so s… giving me head on the unmade bed, while the limousines wait in the s… Those were the reasons and that wa…
They sentenced me to twenty years… For trying to change the system fr… I’m coming now, I’m coming to rew… First we take Manhattan, then we… I’m guided by a signal in the heav…
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 birds they sang at the break of day Start again I heard them say Don’t dwell on what
Ah we’re drinking and we’re dancin… and the band is really happening and the Johnny Walker wisdom runn… And my very sweet companion she’s the Angel of Compassion
Give me back my broken night my mirrored room, my secret life it’s lonely here, there’s no one left to torture Give me absolute control