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Close Your Eyes
03:36
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I wish you were here with me
feeling you breathing right next to me
I'll sing you a lullaby
close your eyes
close your eyes
close your eyes
I wish you'd think of me
hiding beneath the blankets
I'll sing you a lullaby
close your eyes
close your eyes
close your eyes
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Girl
03:34
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I know you heard me singing ‘bout the love I’ve had
and though I know there’s nothing between the two of us
girl, I am falling for you almost everyday
well maybe it’s the way we look inside that picture frame
or maybe it’s the sound of whisper left on my phone
but girl, I cannot help it but to wish you by my side
I know you’d be sleeping away
from the moon and the stars
I’m standing ‘neath your window
unable just to bring myself to call you down
you’ll never hear me calling your name
you left me with abundance of a bittersweet scent
a motion filled with lonesome thoughts and rusted routines
but girl, I am falling for you almost everyday
the days we spent the moments purchased scattered all around those normal days of habits when I didn’t know your name
but girl, I cannot help it but to wish you by my side
I know you’d be sleeping away
from the moon and the stars
I’m standing ‘neath your window
unable just to bring myself to call you down
you’ll never hear me calling your name
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and this bird is not really a bird
with wings and beaks and songs to sing for you
in the morning when the sunshine bathes
your skin to wash away the night
but it's my heart that pumps blood
to the veins of my body and to the tips
of my toes and fingers and it flutters
like a bird in flight and ruffles its feathers
to perform a mating dance
when you happen to appear in front of me.
And this cage is not really a cage made of wires
shaped like a quaint European cabin in the fields
somewhere north of Yorkshire or east of Paris
but it's my ribcage and my heart perches on top
of my kidney and it wants flight
whenever you happen to be nearby
it squawks, my heart, then unfolds like the peacock
feathers with thousand suns set in panoramic view
looking over the Griffith observatory on a clear day
and it demands escape from my cage to be closer to you.
I'm afraid one day this bird will break loose
from my cage and my ribs will burst open
like ribbons and doves exploding from a magician’s hat
and my bird will take flight.
then what use will I have for this cage,
arms and feet that dangle with a cavity about the chest.
I'll look on to my heart with arteries trailing blood
like a wounded game and hope that it will take flight
to you, the hunter, with the whistle that echoes
the coos of this soft mating call.
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4. |
Cupid
03:49
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5. |
My Funny Valentine
02:27
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