(Stanley Road – ALBUM – Paul Weller)
22 October 2012 at 00:07
Paul Weller - You Do Something To Me You do something to me - something deep inside
I'm hanging on the wire - for a love I’ll never find
You do something wonderful - then chase it all away
Mixing my emotions - that throws me back again
Hanging on the wire, I’m waiting for the change
I'm dancing through the fire, just to catch a flame -
An' feel real again
You do something to me - somewhere deep inside
I'm hoping to get close to - a peace i cannot find -
Dancing through the fire - just to catch a flame
Just to get close to, just close enough -
To tell you that.....
You do something to me - something deep inside.
Neil Young
Tell Me Why!
Sailing heart-ships
thru broken harbors
Out on the waves in the night
Still the searcher
must ride the dark horse
Racing alone in his fright.
Tell me why, tell me why
Is it hard to make
arrangements with yourself,
When you're old enough to repay
but young enough to sell?
thru broken harbors
Out on the waves in the night
Still the searcher
must ride the dark horse
Racing alone in his fright.
Tell me why, tell me why
Is it hard to make
arrangements with yourself,
When you're old enough to repay
but young enough to sell?
Tell me lies later,
come and see me
I'll be around for a while.
I am lonely but you can free me
All in the way that you smile
Tell me why, tell me why
Is it hard to make
arrangements with yourself,
When you're old enough to repay
but young enough to sell?
Tell me why, tell me why
Tell me why, tell me why
PAUL SIMON
Bleeker Street
Fog’s rollin` in off the East River bank
Like a shroud, it covers Bleekers Street
Fills the alleys where men sleep
Hides the shepherd from the sheep
Voices leaking from a sad café
Smiling faces try to understand
I saw a shadow touch a shadow’s hand
On Bleeker Street
A poet reads his crooked rhyme
Holy, holy is his sacrament
Thirty dollars pays your rent
On Bleeker Street
I heard a church bell softly chime
In a melody sustainin’
It’s a long road to Canaan
On Bleeker Street
Bleeker Street
From the album Wednesday Morning, 3 A.M
Leaves That Are Green
Paul Simon
I was twenty-one years when I wrote this song
I’m twenty-two now, but it won’t be for long
Time hurries on
And the leaves that are green turn to brown
And they wither with the wind
And they crumble in your hand
Once my heart was filled with the love for a girl
I helped her close, but she faded in the night
Like a poem I meant to write
And the leaves that are green turned to brown
And they wither with the wind
And they crumble in your hand
I threw a pebble in a brook
And watched the ripples run away
And they never made a sound
And the leaves that are green turned to brown
And they wither with the wind
And they crumble in your hand
Hello, Hello, Hello, Hello,
Good-bye, Good-bye
Good-bye, Good-bye
That’s’ all there is
And the leaves that are green turned to brown
From the album Sounds of Silence
Kathy's Song
Paul Simon
I hear the drizzle of the rain
Like a memory it falls
Soft and warm continuing
Soft and warm continuing
Tapping on my roof and walls
And from the shelter of my mind
Through the window of my eyes
I gaze beyond the rain – drenched streets
To England, where my heart lies
My mind’s distracted and diffused
My thoughts are many miles away
They lie with you when you’re asleep
And kiss you when you start your day
And a song I was writing is left undone
I don’t know why I spent my time
Writing songs I can’t believe
With words that tear and strain to rhyme
And so you see, I have come no doubt
All that I once held as true
I stand alone without beliefs
The only truth I know is you
And as I watch the drops of rain
Weave their weary paths and die
I know that I am like the rain
There but for the grace of you go I
From the album Sounds of Silence
(Stanley Road – ALBUM – Paul Weller)
You do something to me -
something deep inside
I'm hanging on the wire - for a love I’ll never find
You do something wonderful - then chase it all away
Mixing my emotions - that throws me back again
Hanging on the wire, I’m waiting for the change
I'm dancing through the fire, just to catch a flame -
An' feel real again
You do something to me - somewhere deep inside
I'm hoping to get close to - a peace i cannot find -
Dancing through the fire - just to catch a flame
Just to get close to, just close enough -
To tell you that.....
You do something to me - something deep inside.
I'm hanging on the wire - for a love I’ll never find
You do something wonderful - then chase it all away
Mixing my emotions - that throws me back again
Hanging on the wire, I’m waiting for the change
I'm dancing through the fire, just to catch a flame -
An' feel real again
You do something to me - somewhere deep inside
I'm hoping to get close to - a peace i cannot find -
Dancing through the fire - just to catch a flame
Just to get close to, just close enough -
To tell you that.....
You do something to me - something deep inside.
Some people think they're
jammy
But i know they must be crazy
Can't see their misfortune
Even if they're lazy
Walk throughout the fire
Drive throughout the smoke
See my enemy at the end of the rope
Walk on piles of needles
See what they can do
Walk on gilded splinters
With the king of the zulus
Kon kon, the kiddy kon kon
Walk on gilded splinters
Kon kon, the kiddy kon kon
Walk on gilded splinters
Here i go, now
Til i murder, til i'm dead
I rode out my coffee
By drinking poison from my chalice
Propped against my faith
I drink oil for my malice
Meet me on your doorstep
Soon we'll be in the gutter
Melt you just like butter
I'll make you stutter
Walk throughout the fire
Drive throughout the smoke
See my enemy at the end of the rope
Walk on piles of needles
See what they can do
Walk on gilded splinters
With the king of the zulus
Kon kon, the kiddy kon kon
Walk on gilded splinters
Kon kon, the kiddy kon kon
Walk on gilded splinters
Til I murder, til I’m dead
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But i know they must be crazy
Can't see their misfortune
Even if they're lazy
Walk throughout the fire
Drive throughout the smoke
See my enemy at the end of the rope
Walk on piles of needles
See what they can do
Walk on gilded splinters
With the king of the zulus
Kon kon, the kiddy kon kon
Walk on gilded splinters
Kon kon, the kiddy kon kon
Walk on gilded splinters
Here i go, now
Til i murder, til i'm dead
I rode out my coffee
By drinking poison from my chalice
Propped against my faith
I drink oil for my malice
Meet me on your doorstep
Soon we'll be in the gutter
Melt you just like butter
I'll make you stutter
Walk throughout the fire
Drive throughout the smoke
See my enemy at the end of the rope
Walk on piles of needles
See what they can do
Walk on gilded splinters
With the king of the zulus
Kon kon, the kiddy kon kon
Walk on gilded splinters
Kon kon, the kiddy kon kon
Walk on gilded splinters
Til I murder, til I’m dead
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