The Many Shapes of Music

I was thinking about Robert E Lee/While sitting in Central Park/The city sighs through the trees/Only my thoughts keeping me company.                                                                                                                                        

Now the right words can be hard to say/ especially when they matter/They are easier to write/It’s natural/ Like falling down a ladder                                                                                                                

Tell me why why/why do I let you see//Tell me lies, lies/Cause I let you see/Now you think you’re free/To tell me who to be

I never have a plan, and maybe that’s why I’m alone/But the city seems to be sinking/and there’s doors leading me home.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        

I know there’s a song I gotta write tonight/Something about a misled kid/ Watching his desires die in the morning light                                                                                                                              

Chorus

Before I let you down again,
I just want to see you in your eyes.
I wouldn’t have taken everything out on you,
I only thought you could understand.

They say every man goes blind in his heart,
And they say everybody steals somebody’s heart away.
And I got nothing more to say about it
Nothing more than you would me.

Send me your flowers of your december,
Send me your dreams of your candied wine.
I’ve got just one thing I can’t give you…
Just one more thing of mine

They say every man goes blind in his heart
And they say everybody steals somebody’s heart away
And I’ve been wondering why you let me down
And I’ve been taking it all for granted

The city never sleeps, the city sighs, the city cries, the city smiles and rests, then starts again without missing a step.

Johnny Thunder - I’m Alive (by ubangistump)

Sitting her yelling, doing my thing 

Amanda Palmer - No Surprises (Radiohead Cover) (by Girl0Interrupted0)

Copyright © 1965 by Warner Bros. Inc.; renewed 1993 by Special Rider Music

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