My, my, my

I won't lie,
Sometimes it's hard to talk when you're an old fashioned guy,
And all my life,
I fixed my blues with just a glass of whisky and ice.

My, my, my, is all I'd say,
Your heart died, but you remain

In my eyes,
You've been the light that guides me throught the darkest of nights,
But I've kept quiet,
Thinking a man of fear is not a man at all

My, my, my, Is all I'd say,
Your heart died, but you remain

My, my, my, Is all I'd say,
Your heart died, but you remain

My, my, my, Is all I'd say,
Your heart died, but you remain

Morning wears a veil of rain
Above the city I live in
The traffic‘s edging forward again
But no-one knows where they’re going

Could it be a sign of our affairs
I’m seeing?
Cause we’ll still be here
When weather turns, and blue skies reappear
And you're crestfallen
Well you climb Mt. Desolation yet again
And you find we’re all just ordinary men.

Find some comfort in a bar
And hear the news from my brother
He tore his happiness apart
And says his heart won’t recover

Is this just a sign of our affairs
I’m seeing?
Cause we’ll still be here
When weather turns, and blue skies reappear
When you're crestfallen
You climb Mt. Desolation yet again
And you find we’re all just ordinary men

Добавлено (24.10.2010, 12:06)
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Всё-таки, насколько лучше начинаешь относиться к песне, когда знаешь слова (и с чего только Тиму в голову такие мысли лезут?)

Annie Ford

I met Annie Ford out on the Great West road,
Soaking through and thumbing for a ride.
She sat there on her suitcase in her dancing dress.
I would’ve been a fool to pass her by.

And as we sped accross the night
We told our stories by the light
Of the stars that lead us home
Each time we strayed.
Me and Annie talked till dawn,
When we reached her old man’s farm.
And I said so long; guess I’ll be on my way.

I started meeting Annie by the old sawmill,
Wasting time and drinking in the day.
Courting her was easy with her smile like that.
Loving her was easy in the night.

Well, me and Annie set a date,
And had a wedding in the spring.
Man, you should’ve heard that old church choir sing.
It didn’t take us very long,
‘Till the baby came along.
Well we named him Tom and settled into life.

But at night death came around,
And Annie left without a sound.

But the trouble with this life, is it doesn’t last so long
And your love can be divided overnight.

Now it's only me and Tom
Now our wife and mother's gone
Well I told the Lord ' I just don't think it's right'

Little valentine
We've been losing our way
Lately
Love has cut adrift
On a sea with no waves
I've got a heavy heart
I've got to lighten my load
Baby
I'm a planet just spinning out of control

Baby can you turn the tide
Another night on my side
Baby can you turn the tide on me

I remember when we would always come first
Sweetheart
Then ambition came
Stealing in like a thirst

I guess I'll turn out the light
Another night on my side
Baby can you turn the tide on me

You want your old life
You want the innocent fire
Well I've been thinking of the same things
Like back when love was still wild

Maybe we could go
Maybe we could go home
Darling
Take another go
'Cause life is rough on your own

I'm hurting but I've got my pride
Another night on my side
Baby can you turn the tide on me
Please turn the tide on me

Departure

I can sense departure in the air
Now it's only the past that we share
Divided at a parting of the road
Where I could ride on or lighten the load

I've been dreaming of a town
Where the lost and found
And wrongway round are bound
For departure
I've been comfortably numb
But a change is gonna come
Like a storm
Driving down through the streets
From mount Desolation's peak
To make you pure
For departure
For departure

Lover, we have fought and we have laughed
At every obstacle thrown in our path
The things have gotta change before I crack
Before I get so lost I can't get back

I've been dreaming of a town
Where the lost and found
And wrongway round are bound
For departure
I woke up at the mouth
Of a river in the south
Of this land
Where the tide and the stones
Strip the troubles from your bones
And make you glad
Of departure

I'll treasure 'til I'm dead
Everything that we have said and done
For the voice in my head
Is telling me I'd best be moving on
Cause the decent folk don't want me
Everywhere my missteps haunt me
But the fears that always stalked me
Seem to fade away

When I start dreaming of a town
Where the lost and found
And wrongway round are bound
For departure
I woke up at the mouth
Of a river in the south
Of this land
Where the tide and the stones
Strip the troubles from your bones
And make you glad
Of departure
Where the tide and the stones
Strip the troubles from your bones
And make you glad
Of departure

The death of love
The death of love
It's nothing to be scared of
It's just a light switching off

Bridal gown

Girl your voice has been
The music of my life
Since we were kids
Without a fear or dream

Playing up for cine films
On our new bikes we spun our wheels
Down the alleys, through the fields

And as for love
Nothing was further from our minds
Time was endless
And it was the best of times.

And as the years went speeding by
You were not always at my side
But you were ever in my mind

It seemed our stars were tightly bound
From time to time we fooled around
I picked you up, I put you down

Till the moment
I saw you in your bridal gown
I just assumed
That you would always be around

And the ground beneath my feet
Became an endless empty street
Cause I’ve been thinking
That you would always be around

Our features have changed, no longer smooth
Gone is the leanness of our youth
But when you swept into that room
You were glowing
Barely recognizable
Of course I loved you but I had no idea at all

And the ground beneath my feet
Became an endless empty street
Cause I assumed that
You would always be around

Spoilt child I could not see
What was standing in front of me
Now it’s too late,
You're standing in your bridal gown

Till the moment I saw you in your bridal gown
I just assumed that
You would always be around
I just assumed that
You would always be around

Кстати, Annie Ford, вроде как, Джесси написал. Так что это к нему вопросы, с чего такие трагические тексты.