You Should've Told Me
In the morning
And the air so still
Cars are passing
Beneath my windowsill
Dusty sidewalks, in the afternoon
Coastal mountains, I will be there soon
You should have told me
I should have told you, that the dam won't hold
I should have called you, but the line went cold
I should have held you in my arms each night
I should've told you when the time was right
Seasons will turn
Never will I learn
Moments will pass
I always think they'll last
You should have told me.
I should have told you, when I had the chance
I should have told you, the way I planned
Dusy sidewalks in the afternoon,
Coastal mountains, I will be there soon.
You should have told me
Seasons will turn
Never will I learn
Moments will pass
I always think they'll last
You should have told me
I should have told you

Foreign Film
Life should ba a film
One of those foreign films
Where people are always talking
And you just can't understand
But it means a lot
Life should be a book
A really, really good book
That you take when you travel
And hope it never ends
And you read again
Life should be a poetry,
A pretty pretty tree
Where words have their meanings
To help you understand
And say what you mean
You're giving me a stomach ache
When you negotiate
You're giving me a stomach ache
When you try and set me straight
Life should be a song
One of those sixties songs
With lots of catchy phrases
That everybody knows
So you can sing along
Life should be a poetry,
A pretty pretty tree
Where words have their meanings
To help you understand
And say what you mean
You're giving me a stomach ache
When you negotiate
And when you set me straight
You're giving me a stomach ache
Life should be a tree, a poetry tree

 

Flowers For Sylvia
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I Still Cry
Now the leaves have turned and blown away
Everything is washed in shades of grey
Ask me how I know that I'm alive
Well, I still cry, oh yeah
Well, I still cry, oh yeah
But I don't know why
Now the leaves have turned and blown away
Everything is washed in shades of grey
Ask me how I know that I'll survive
Well, I still cry, oh yeah
I still cry, oh yeah
I still cry, oh yeah
I still cry, oh yeah
But I don't know why
The pain, when it goes away
It's almost worth it just to feel it fade away
Ask me how I know that I'm alive
Well, I still cry, oh yeah
Well, I still cry, oh yeah
Well, I still cry, oh yeah
Well, I still cry, oh yeah
But I dont know why

 

Sycamore Leaves
Can't stop, thinking 'bout it
It fills me with unease
Out there by the roadside
Something's buried
Under sycamore leaves
Wet ground, late September...
The foliage of the trees
I came upon this feeling that
Someone's lying
Covered by sycamore leaves
And I could never face it
And I could never see
And I could never break out
And shake its grip on me

 

Rain
Rain..... rain..... falls down
Empty streets
And I'm falling
Thru the trees
And they're calling
Out for rain.....
Rain...... and it's plain to see
Rain..... what it does to me
Yeaf, rain..... rain..... pours down
Endlessly, here I'm falling
Thru the trees
And they're calling out
For rain.....
Rain..... what is rain
Rain..... is rain
Rain..... is God's own lydocaine
Rain..... is good
That's understood
Rain.....

 

Butt Out
I know what's good for me, yes I do
I know what's best for me, you know I do
I know what's right for me, yes I do
Butt out
I can be myself, yes I can
I can do what I want, you know I can
I can do things myself, I have two hands
Butt out
You, only listed to you don't care what
the others say....anyway
You're talking all the time please go away
You just like hearing all the things you say
You just can't stop, until you get your way
You tell me what to think and what to wear
You tell me how to dress and do my hair
You tell me all the things that I should do
Does that include the hope of leaving you
You, only listed to you don't care what the others say
....anyway
You, only listed to you don't care what
the others say....anyway
I can be myself, yes I can
I can do what I want, you know I can
I can move in with firned, yes I can
I know what'sbestforme,yes Ido
I know what's right for me, you know I do
I know what's good for me, yes I do
Butt out

 

This, That & The Other
Nobody feels right
But everyone's all right, yeah
Everything's sadder
But what does it matter, yeah
Tell me, tell me, tell me
This, that & the other
There's nothing around us
Left to astound us, yeah
Everyone's younger,
I can't do that any longer, no
Tell me, tell me, tell me
This, that & the other
All of the worry
Get old in a hurry
All of the sadness
I know all the signs
All your compassion
I've seen how you ration it out
Why?
Tell me, tell me, tell me
This, that & the other

 

Hey Luchie
Hey Luchie,
Your day will come soon
Hey Luchie,
Your talents in bloom
Say can you see, how
Good it will be
If you want me, I'll
Never go far
Hey Luchie, the way
That you are
Hey can you see,
How good it will be
Bad things ain't gonna
Happen twice
Now I wouldn't tell you lies
Sad things ain't gonna
Happen twice
Let nobody tell
You othetwise
Hey Lichie,
You'll make out allright
Hey, Luchie,
Your star shining bright
Say can you see
How good it will be ...

 

Easy
I'll bring you down, down
And then you'll be with me,
Here, where things are not so easy
I've been trying all day long
To get it right, it comes out wrong
Then you go, and make it easy
It's not so bad, I tell myself
Don't try too hard, things could go wrong
Do you really have to work
We could take the day away
And we'll try and take it easy
We could go out for a drive,
Though I'd rather stay inside
And you know I'll make it easy
Don't say too much,
Don't speak at all
It's not so bad, I tell myself
I'll take you down, down
And then you'll be with me,
Here where things are not so easy

 

If You Tell
If you tell your momma
She will look away
If you tell your daddy
He won't listen when you say
How could it come to this
But now, this is
The way it is
If you tell your brother
Boy will he get mad
If you tell your sister
The one you never had
How could it go this far
But now, this is
The way things are
If you tell your teacher
You'll be mad aware
If you tell your preacher
You haven't got a prayer
If you tell your momma
Laying it on the line
Tell it to your daddy
Life has been unkind