I Just Need Myself I’ll die before I get to sleep When screaming shadows haunt my dreams I’m cold and soaking wet when daylight shows its face This fear will always get in your way
And I can hear so much That I miss it everyday It finds me deep in love and deeper down the lane I don’t know too much but I know what I want to say I Just Need Myself
Please leave me when you see me fall Oh please I have to climb that wall And from the top of it you can nearly see your face But don’t let this ever get in your way
I’m not going to walk on sinking sand I’ll sail this day to higher land and when the sun is high, and I’ll let my music say These things will never get in your way
Oh Collector Oh collector I’m so sorry You had the notion that I was rolling In the money no I’m sorry But I’ll pay you No Worry
Let’s Sing Softly Let’s Sing Softly Oh so softly Not so heavy
I’ve been heavy with my fortune Like a crystal and a hammer I’m so sorry Oh collector I’m away now in a hurry
Get up all you fighters Don’t you lie here now Oh collector you had it coming It was that funny we were rolling Oh collector we’re so sorry And we’ll pay you No Worry
North Atlantic Drift Meanwhile Rome burns Meanwhile Rome burns
Its a cultural shift its the North Atlantic Drift Americana and a rule Britannia And the moon yes we own that to And where the Euphrates meets the other rivers Is now the home of the devil and the liar And the pyre we plan to make Is just the drift leaving its wake, home
Meanwhile Rome burns Meanwhile Rome burns
And the films you want to watch And the films you want to make And the kids like lost angels Dressed in black sensations And the shift won’t shake And the drift won’t brake With billions of Diamonds growing like olives And the drift holds the coffers
Meanwhile Rome burns
Golden Gate Bridge Something I need from you I really want to know Like the way you do I’ve been burned before But not this way by you
And I need to know I can trust you with my Life On the Golden Gate bridge Or a fire in the night Or the edge of the night And I really hope I can have you all my life A fifty second anniversary Of the whole of time
Something I need to know Is any of this true All the things they say Or are they only cruel But I fear only pain
Something I need from you
Make the Deal Time after time you told me it was the truth Time after time you lied to me through your tooth How can you sing when everyone writes your song You think you pull the strings and I get strung along
Ba, ba, ba, ba
So cry, won’t you cry You should have saved that for youth And does it elevate the stakes When you try to find the truth
In the real world they make real deals And it hurts your cause and it clips your heels And I would not hesitate To say that I will not be here again In the real world
It’s not my way to slap you in the face When it seems your way to spell dis with a grace Where are your friends theyr’ll moving on Why do you get paid when everyone writes your song
In the real world but you make the deals And it hurts some more till you just can’t feel And I would not hesitate To say that I will not be here again Save the real world for the suits in the cells Who only think they’re free when freedom sells And I would not hesitate To say that I will not be here again In the real world
For Every Corner I’ll take your side and I’ll take you into town And there you’ll search around You hope she must be waiting now Found what you need don’t push her too far Don’t ever let her see you down I hope she’s waiting now
It’s not that she has been around too long to never try Too Long to never try
For every corner there’s a way out And every day that you lose there’s a pay out, there’s a pay out
And if she cries you know it will be fine With things now on your side don’t frown She is waiting now But if she sings, then she’s taken all you bring To her you mean all things you Smile She’s waiting now
It’s not that she has been around too long to never try Too Long to never try
But don’t you think the time will come when you’ll get in her way Or she’ll bring you down the same
On My Way Father forgive me But I don’t care Taking off the things they wear In lines She’s got a family Now they stay inside Don’t think she’ll make it home tonight
And I’m on my way to the next town And I’m on my way in a hurry and I’m on my way My head down and down and down And I’m on my way Don’t worry
Don’t look straight at me Get that straight Get out and leave before the next day He made it happen But I digress I believe that something must have happened
Take me alive take me tonight Take me dead this time tomorrow Take me to my place Give me what you do Find out the meaning of tomorrow It will not happen And it never can Fe fi sit down your pattern
Second Hand Car In a second hand car you ran away with him You did’nt get too far before he made you cry And he beat on you - Oh he never treated you More something on his shoe walk on by - on by
Its time - time to run away from him A man don’t act that way and you know he’ll never change
Its a way to love - knocked down and bruises too And its a way for him to knock down and use you I’ll send a ticket to you - I’ll send the fare to you I’ll say a prayer for you - and it makes me cry - me cry
Its time - time to run away from him A man don’t act that way and you know he’ll never change It’s time - time for you to come on home But the world don’t seem that way and you know it’ll never change Never change, never change
It’s such a rare report - she got lost on him I get lost in thought - hope she walks on by I’ll make the time to give - If you don’t give a damn We’ll make a home and live Without you and we can
She’s Been Writing The Village Girl ain’t it just the way Grows her hair long and paints her face Nobody calls her anyway It’s a shame
Here we go she knows it all Writes it all down to tell us all Nobody hears her at all Anymore
She’s Been Writing She’s Been Writing She’s Been, Ah she’s been writing
At the fighting bar she knows the law Ah she’ll just get up and sock you on the jaw After all she’s been in love before Nevermore
Between the stages and the sad refrains you know she sings I’m just a dreamer scheming for the show Between the pages I can hardly stand the pain The changes bought to you before you had to go
Sandy Girl ain’t it just the way Grows her hair long and makes mistakes Nobody calls her anyway Nevermore
All the sad refrains you know She sings them solo
The Song Goes On I never left at all you were there before Never let it go now I need some more But you did confuse me you get it on get it on And If I had to use me I’d be there in the song
And the song goes on Ah yeah and the song goes on
I’ve been by the sides Would’nt you agree with me
Never fought it off kept away oh so bad Don’t like your world or the way you had You secure your choice your’re around like a voice Never let you know you were there every word
And the word goes on Ah yeah and the word goes on
I’ve been by the sides Would’nt you agree with me
It depends on whose doorway you walk through To find the truth It depends on whose doorway you walk through To find the truth
Never left at all you were there like before I never let it go now I need some more Oh you did confuse me you’re in my way on and on If I had to use me I’d be there in the song
And the song goes on Ah yeah and the song goes on
When Evil Comes I don’t like this anymore than you In fact I’m scared At the top of the stairs in the dark
Throw away all the dreams you had Slow and broke And just for you You were barely there
Hey little girl where’s your momma gone Has she left you scared At the top of the stairs In the dark
It’s too late for come backs And I’ve been wrong before Now I need I need no more Except for you Making up the sides
Evil is when evil comes At the top of the Stairs At the top of the Stairs And in the dark
The world won’t listen And it gets this scared Standing there at the top of the stairs In the dark
Come on baby Let’s lose this fear And let’s stand here Where it’s always fair And never dark
Live in Birmingham 
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