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Sleeping Is Easy
03:07
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Sleeping is easy, living is hard
I’m half awake while I’m making my start
I know my place and I’m doing my part
I’d get away, but I don’t have the heart
Things could be better wherever you are
We're not so different
But everybody seems to think they are
Sleeping is easy, living is hard
I’m half awake while I’m making my start
Outside the ocean is swimming with sharks
I’m miles away but they never feel far
Makeup and brushes and electric guitars
Make us feel better
Other people want to call it art
Sleeping is easy, Living is hard
I’m half awake while I’m making my start
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2. |
Oh Man!
02:53
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Young people have no inhibition
They live their lives obliviously
Consideration lacking, no inner vision
Man! Oh man, oh man, oh man
Old folks get so sentimental
Hung up on the “how it used to be”
Stowed away like dogs in a kennel
Man! Oh man, oh man, oh man
Each footstep feels incremental
Either end’s getting hard to see
From where I’m sitting smack-dab in the middle
Man! Oh man, oh man, oh man
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3. |
Learning How to Act
02:20
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Learning how to act
The ins and outs of this and that
Learning how to act
What and when and where it’s at
Look ahead
Look around
Look at home
Could be right
Could be long
Could be gone
Learning how to act
Why the fuss and who to ask
Learning how to act
It’s a Herculean task
You can’t learn it from a leaflet
Oh no, that’d be too convenient
Run away
Run for life
Run along
Take your time
Take your turn
Take me on
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Some seeds are slow
This may take, but I don’t know
Dirt dries out
Temperatures change, but least right now you seem
Cool and lovely
Warm and kind
This could be beginning
Or just a false start, just a false start
You got to give me more
I can’t tell what came before
Work it out
Maybe all you need right now is some
Time for healing
Space to grow
Hey, we stopped beginning
It’s a false start, it’s a false start
I’ll stay in my corner room
You go do what you got to
I know I’ve got nothing to do with what you choose
When you try again, I hope you follow through
Another false start
Another false start for my heart
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5. |
Another Girl
02:58
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Another girl that I don’t know
Waiting for me to say hello
It comes in fits and starts and goes
It’s never going to feel natural
Another girl catches my eye
Who knows what's possible tonight
Whatever way it goes there will be highs and lows
It’s always out of your control
I’ve had my taste
She’s had her fill
Holding out for something better still
And when the night is up, we’ll know if then
It’s time to find another one, another girl again
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Walking with the rising sun
By the time that we’re done
The day’s just begun
Boxwood in the morning light
Catches my eye
Now it’s stuck in my mind
What’s behind the hedgerow?
I’m prone to ponder & I just can’t let it go
All the leaves covered up with vines
They twist and they twine
Down the property line
S’nothing in sight that would imply
Whatever it hides
On the opposite side
What’s behind the hedgerow?
I’m prone to ponder & I just can’t let it go
Wanna peek in to see what’s happening
Wanna peek in to know what I’m missing
Wanna peek in and I won’t ask again
Wanna peek
What’s behind the hedgerow?
I’m prone to ponder & I just can’t let it go
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New Man Nashville, Tennessee
Better than pudding in a cup.
See also: Nilsson, Beach Boys, late era XTC.
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Oh Radio! / Mindwrecker
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