Book of Longing
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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,
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…
I saw you this morning. You were moving so fast. Can’t seem to loosen my grip On the past. And I miss you so much.
Baby, I’ve been waiting, I’ve been waiting night and day. I didn’t see the time, I waited half my life away. There were lots of invitations
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…
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
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…
Many men have loved the bells you fastened to the rein, and everyone who wanted you they found what they will always w… Your beauty lost to you yourself
One by one, the guests arrive The guests are coming through The open-hearted many The broken-hearted few And no one knows where the night i…
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
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…
Come over to the window, my little… I’d like to try to read your palm. I used to think I was some kind o… before I let you take me home. Now so long, Marianne, it’s time…
I pray for courage Now I’m old To greet the sickness And the cold I pray for courage
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
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,