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A big house with lots of kids
Music playing in our parlor
Days and nights curled up on a couch
Am I dreaming now?
My dreams are better when you’re around
We’ll go on dates, see films and shows
Be all the things our parents are not
Hosting parties for all our friends
Can you picture it now?
My life is better with you around
Romance for the books
I’ll help you cook
I’ll even do the cleaning
And we’ll talk and smile about the days
With no TV on
Maybe some quiet Beatles songs
And honestly, I choose honesty
There won’t be a doubt between us
In future times, if things unwind
I mean, if everything goes down
I couldn’t make it without you around
I’ll write songs for us to sing
And if you like, I can produce your record
Go on tour and leave the kids with our moms
See the smiles on their faces
With little grandkids running round their places
Family drives in electric cars
To school plays or trombone recitals
Track meets or maybe rock n’ roll shows
Whatever the kids wanna do
I can’t imagine a better mama than you
A big house with lots of rooms
And sunny days in our garden
Late nights curled up on a couch
Oh, am I dreaming now?
My dreams are better when you’re around
My dreams are better when you’re around
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Fireflies (for ann)
02:58
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Always Come Home
03:25
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The One Who Got Away
03:14
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I Love You So
06:00
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Moscow, Idaho
02:38
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The Tramps
03:08
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Can you recall, dear comrade, when we tramped God's land together,
And we sang the old, old Earth-song, for our youth was very sweet;
When we drank and fought and lusted, as we mocked at tie and tether,
Along the road to Anywhere, the wide world at our feet --
Along the road to Anywhere, when each day had its story;
When time was yet our vassal, and life's jest was still unstale;
When peace unfathomed filled our hearts as, bathed in amber glory,
Along the road to Anywhere we watched the sunsets pale?
Alas! the road to Anywhere is pitfalled with disaster;
There's hunger, want, and weariness, yet O we loved it so!
As on we tramped exultantly, and no man was our master,
And no man guessed what dreams were ours, as, swinging heel and toe,
We tramped the road to Anywhere, the magic road to Anywhere,
The tragic road to Anywhere, such dear, dim years ago.
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Mr. Belvedere
00:40
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The Hardest Part
03:37
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A New Way To Go
01:37
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If we met today would we be friends
What does history count for in the end
There is no fresh start
With an old heart
I got friends I've loved and friends I've burned
Often times in the same urn
I had the hot hand
When I was young man
Now I know a new way to go
It's not in fame, it's not in lust
Playing shows is not a must
Give me a catacomb den
Where I can sing til the end
The rock n' roll got in the way
Yes, rock n' roll is here to stay
But those money men
They are not your friends
Now I know a new way to go
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Julian Saporiti Portland, Oregon
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