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About what's real and true What can not be proven What can be assumed Once when I was younger In the bloom of youth I received an honest answer When a
To my father what of your sons? All of your children Even the ones Sent out to martyr To face the gun Precious bodies opposed to bombs Led on led on
It's conditional Not for free There are strings attached Tied to me I'll want something back If you agree To be in love with me Hold me hold me in your
I picture us together Framed in gold leaf On the mantle with the others One big happy family But that snapshot can't be found And I don't trust my memory
Never Yours ? Tracy Chapman Say I have known some Less than I should Say I have known some Too well for my own good Say I?m a saint of mercy Say I?m
You were lost and got lucky Came upon the shore Found you were conquering America You spoke of peace But waged a war While you were conquering America
Love's Proof I want you, try to forget her In your heart you know that she'll never love you, love you, love you I want you, try to forget her She won
Don't dwell on the past Of that was lost and didn't last That summer bloom is fading fast But I'm falling for you Don't dwell on the pain The tears you
I may beg Beg for money I may lie an lay my body down Sell what I would give with love One day before Easter comes But I won't let Jesus find me I walk
There's a cloud There's a cloud A blue sky darkening That veils the light of the sun And foretells the rain But there's a bird There are birds And some
Should I try to Taken you in? Another fool brought to the fold With not a gaze or arms But deathlike grip to hold to hold to hold to hold Should I try
Be or Be Not Afraid I believe in mistakes and accidents That the nature of life is chaos and confusion That man's rules of law and order may not stand
Good girls walk fast In groups of three Fast girls walk slow On side streets Sometimes the girls who walk alone Aren't found for days or weeks On the
No picnic no barbecue out in the back A yard for parked cars left to rot and forget For chained-up mad dogs for garbage to sit Get lost get lost a part