The Saint Symphonic Streets

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Friday, February 09, 2007

Lonely Bar Blues


Baby wipe that tear
Let those misty eyes clear

Don't let angels catch you
trying to hide away

I'm sorry for the pain
for those humid chains

But listen
And maybe you'll understand

I'll make love to you
I'll cry with you

I'll even stay
till everything's ok

I'll dance with you
Won't stop kissing you

But I'll never, babe
Fall in love again

You see
All my life
I've tried to stay away
I ran
Right at the moment
It began

And I'm no coward
Baby I'll be
straightforward

But tomorrow
There's other dreams
I'll have to follow

Yes tomorrow

Baby have no sorrow

you'll find others
When I'm gone away

And I don't want to break your heart
I just want to do what's smart

You see I've been so afraid
By the way love fades
how the fire somehow
Always tire ...

No, I won't run away
It's not a game I play
I just know ...
Other things will get in the way

You'll find different tides
A father for your child
A man who'll always be
By your side

I'll make love to you
I'll cry with you

I'll even stay
till everything's ok

I'll dance with you
Won't stop kissing you

But I'll never, babe
Fall in love again

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Because


Lost within a morning
Walking through the cold

Lost within a thought
Never doing what I’m told

Talking to myself
Shaking off the mold

Praying to the city
Cause god’s gotten old

Hoping for an answer
Hoping not to fold

I’m drowning in perdition
I need a hand to hold

Because

I’ve become a tree
In a world full of stones

I’ve become silence
In a world full of songs

A preacher
In a world full of wrongs

Something still talking
When everything’s a song

And people asking
What the hell’s gone wrong


Brothers and sisters
dissapeared all gone

Just bums and drifters
With nowhere left to run

Old bars and blisters
Who hid me from the sun

Misses and misters
Your judgement weighs a ton

Kisses and kissers
Whisky and some fun

And people asking
What the hell’s gone wrong


Because

I’ve become a tree
In a world full of stones

I’ve become silence
In a world full of songs

A preacher
In a world full of wrongs

Something still talking
When everything’s a song

And people asking
Son what the hell went wrong

Mother forgive me
Daddy please beware

I’ve become a pawn
In the devil’s affair

Forgot about dawn
In my woman’s stare

I’ve become a pilot
Who can’t fly anywhere

Cause I’ve become a Man
In a world full of drones

I’ve become violence
In a world full of moans

A feature
In a world full of knowns

I reap the seed
Of exactly what I sown

And always people ask me
What the hell went wrong

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