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jeff-buckley — Back In N.y.c.

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It's a song about a dream Well i'm lying in my bed The blanket is warm This body will never be safe from harm...
There's the moon asking to stay Long enough for the clouds to fly me away Well it's my time coming, i'm not afraid to die
This is our last goodbye I hate to feel the love between us die But it's over Just hear this and then i'll go ...
I lost myself on a cool damp night Gave myself in that misty light Was hypnotized by a strange delight Under a lilac...
Love, let me sleep tonight on you couch And remember the smell of the fabric Of your simple city dress Oh......
Well I heard there was a secret chord that David played and it pleased the Lord But you don't really care for music, do ya?
Looking out the door i see the rain fall upon the funeral mourners Parading in a wake of sad relations as their shoes fill up with...
He bear her off, he bear her down He bear her into an orchard ground Lu Li Lu Lay Lu Li Lu Lay The falcon hath...
Eternal Life is now on my trail Got my red glitter coffin, man, just need one last nail While all these ugly gentlemen play...
There is a child sleeping near his twin The pictures go wild in a rush of wind That dark angel he is shuffling in ...


I see faces and traces of home back in New York City
So you think I'm a tough kid? Is that what you heard?
Well I like to see some action and it gets into my blood.
They call me the trail blazer - Rael - electric razor
I'm a pitcher in the chain gang, we don't believe in pain only as strong,
'cos we're only as strong, as the weakest link in the chain.
Let me out of Pontiac when I was just seventeen,
I had to get it out of me, if you know what I mean, what I mean.
You say I must be crazy, 'cos I don't care who I hit, who I hit.
But I know it's me thats hittin' out, and I'm, I'm not full of shit.
I don't care who I hurt. I don't care who I do wrong.
This is your mess I'm stuck in, I really don't belong.
When I take out my bottle, filled up high with gasoline,
You can tell by the night fires where Rael has been, has been.



As I cuddled the porcupine
He said I had none to blame, but me.
Held my heart, deep in hair,
Time to shave, shave it off, it off.
No time for romantic escape,
When your fluffy heart is ready for rape. No!
No time for romantic escape,
When your fluffy heart is ready for ape. No!
Off we go.

You're sitting in your comfort you don't believe I'm real,
You cannot buy protection from the way that I feel.
Your progressive hypocrites hand out their trash,
But it was mine in the first place, so I'll burn it to ash.
And I've tasted all the strongest meats,
And laid them down in coloured sheets.
Laid them down in coloured sheets.
Who needs illusion of love and affection
When you're out walking in the streets with your mainline connection?
Connection.



As I cuddled the porcupine
He said I had none to blame, but me.
Held my heart, deep in hair,
Time to shave, shave it off, it off.
No time for romantic escape,
When your fluffy heart is ready for rape. No!
... No time.




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