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[ti:Sad Song] |
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[ar:Ephraim Lewis] |
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[al:Skin] |
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Sad Song (LP Version) - Ephraim Lewis |
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Back room parlour lonely sits and cries |
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See her with her head in her hands |
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And nothing at all in her eyes |
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Always listening for the telephone |
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But it only rings wrong numbers |
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Or whenever she's not in her home |
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Thinking life would pass her by |
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She openes up her arms |
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To reach for the skies |
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Who can dream they never came true |
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So now she paints herself a sad song |
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Colours it blue |
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Late night cafe closing |
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On the street |
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He's turning out |
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To hide in doorways |
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Any corner that others sleep |
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Empty bottle spirits he has known |
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A vision of a quiet face |
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Together they look like home |
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Thinking life would pass him by |
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He opens up his arms |
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To reach for the sky |
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Who can dream they never came true |
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So now he paints |
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Himself a sad song |
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Colours it blue |
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Memories fading |
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Photograph of years ago |
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When life has |
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Passed them by |
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They open up their mouths |
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To scream at the sky |
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Their dreams they never came true |
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So we will paint ourselves |
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A sad song |
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Colour it blue |
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Colour it blue |