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Game Of Love
03:20
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In pain, the sidewalk screams
All your lovers shattered dreams
That vanished on these streets
With every strangers haze you’d meet
But I won’t end up like them
When the game of love begins
And I know there’s an army of men
Haunting your every step
Praying that you will fall
Through the cracks in the pavement
But I won’t end up like them
When the game of love begins
And all your lovers sing the same song
And now I’m singing, singing along
I’m singing along
And you’ve been down this road before
But I won’t walk it anymore
It’s paved with every gift I gave
To see the cards close to your heart
When sadness falls on every suit
Love’s a game you play to lose
And all your lovers just sing the same song
And now I’m singing, singing along, I’m singing along
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2. |
Early Morning Rain
04:31
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In the early morning rain
With a gun in my hand
I shot my woman down
And I knew It was wrong
But there was no turning back
So I packed my bags and fled her town
After a mile or so
The wrong way down a dead end road
They cornered me with nowhere left to go
So I got out of my car
And as they yelled for the gun
I took aim and shot down everyone
Then like a flash
I was hit by the hand of God
That threw me off my feet into the dirt
And as the night grew dim
Angels flew on dark wings
And I saw my body bathed in sin
I saw my body bathed in sin
And there I stood alone
And all I knew was gone
With every thought held only
By the lonely light of sin
Sometimes love lives in the face of hate
On different sides of the same spinning coin
Sometimes it lands face up in your hand
Sometimes it's face down in the dirt
Now in this room
I relive every scene
Played out in front of me like a dream
And I can’t talk
But what would I say
If I could find the words to speak anyway
In the early morning rain
With a gun in my hand
I shot my woman down
I shot my woman down
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3. |
Only Crossed Her Path
03:19
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Who am I to say
Where she’s living now
When all is said and done
She’s better off somehow
How was I to know
It was written in the cards
When seasons pass and go
Nothing ever lasts
And who is she to say
I guided her to him
If she can’t leave the ground
I’m not the one who clipped her wings
And how was she to know
I’d only break her heart
When she was walking wounded
I only crossed her path
Now her bells of longing ring
But I’m not around to hear them sing
The past slept at our window
In the shadows like a thief
Like a phantom, like a killer
But we never heard it speak
I just woke to see her crying
Then lay dreaming of the start
When she was walking wounded
I only crossed her path
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Moonlight on your garden of thorns
Has torn the stranger's clothes at your door
Like distant trains that tear their way
Through the night and drift away
And men mad with envy circle me
But I hide her where they can't see
Their games are nothing new to me
They can't take what they can't see
Like moonlight on your garden of thorns
Words like bullets shot through my lips
And years of rage flowed through my veins
As she stood naked near the window pane
And the morning light looked in
Now the city sings in hostile hymns
Through your window pouring in
As countless other courting men
Call from your gate again
Like moonlight on your garden of thorns
And she'll wake to see those widows weep
For absent lovers swept off their feet
Now I guard your garden of thorns
Another night she's alone at dawn
Like distant trains that tear their way
Through the night and drift away
Like moonlight on your garden of thorns
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They walked past a work of art dying on the street
And every breath it drew passed under their feet
Their marriage was mirror, a mirror of defeat
As they walked past a work of art dying on the street
Now strangers on a path of glass, bitter in retreat
Where every step echoes low, over ice and falling sleet
How did they grow so out of touch and so incomplete
And walk past a work of art dying on the street
Now the dust has settled, nothing’s beyond belief
The heart I stole was restless, the heart she left was weak
Now I won’t stop searching and I vow to never sleep
Or walk past a work of art dying on the street
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6. |
One Lover Leaves
04:28
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She came to me on bended knee
A stolen rose between her teeth
One lover leaves, another arrives
Women like flowers can wither and die
Always climbing the stairway that leads to her door
Bearing the same gifts I gave once before
One lover leaves when a love affair ends
Women like flowers can die from within
Women like flowers can wither and die
And her captive rose with it's head down low
Seems to say she'll never bloom again, but she’ll bloom again
Now all is quiet and silence returns
And her hallway is darkened
When a knock finds her door
One lover leaves, another arrives
Women like flowers can wither and die
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Her body's soft and faithful
But her heart can never rest
Every night it tries escaping
Never sleeping in her chest
Painting light across her lilies
Swimming weightless in her dress
When all the world is sleeping
Her heart can never rest
Now morning birds are waking
To venture from their nests
Leaving all they've known forsaken
And all she can't forget
Painting light across her lilies
Swimming weightless in her dress
When all the world is sleeping
Her heart can never rest
Now her lilies lay on display
And wonder who'll be next
to walk the garden path
Where her bending branches rest
Painting light across her lilies
Swimming weightless in her dress
When all the world is sleeping
Her heart can never rest
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8. |
When Autumn Leaves Fall
04:38
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Only wild swans dance upon
Her mirrored lake at night
When autumn’s crown is thrown to the ground
And held on her lake of fire
And the distant chords of memory call With words like ribbons of light that shine through northern clouds
When autumn leaves fall
Then for her I claim all winter days
Will end when spring begins
But she can only see a sea of naked trees
When autumn leaves start to fall
And the distant chords of memory call
With words like ribbons of light that shine through northern clouds
When autumn leaves fall
So please don’t mourn
Seasons marching on
They were born to love you from afar
Like wild swans, they're never truly gone
They've only flown south with me
And the distant chords of memory call
With words like ribbons of light that shine through northern clouds
When autumn leaves fall
When wild swans on your lake are gone and autumn leaves fall
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9. |
Mona Lisa
05:49
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Mona Lisa bound in chains
Begs for all she sent away
And longs for all she may never see
Ringing silver bells of chastity
From her window now, she’ll wave her hand
And wave again at my command
As beauty waits behind the gate
To steal the bells that keep her safe
And parading princes, one by one
Praise the ground she walks upon
They hope and they pray to have their way
But Mona Lisa abstains
Like ancient kings condemned to follow
Distant queens through halls of sorrow
Knowing soon their gaze will stray
To Mona Lisa in chains
But when courtesans wave the keys
To their silver belts of chastity
I’ll trade the man I hoped to be
For gifts that don’t belong to me
As Mona Lisa bound in chains waits for all she sent away
Then all that’s hidden behind her smile
Is thrown at those who pass her by
With a searching gaze that seems to say
‘I was cast aside and locked away’
But hardened hearts are hardened by
The past that lives for all that’s died
When Mona Lisa bound in chains breaks from all she sent away
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