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257 Weeks – 9 Days (The Madding Crowd)

January 6th, 2006 jrcue No comments

You could be waiting for the day that won’t come
And you can be so much more than, you’ve become
And I have found my beat, 257 weeks
And you could be waiting for the day that won’t come

You could be waiting for your life to begin
And you can be so much more than they’ve been
And I have found my beat, 257 weeks
But you could be waiting for your life to begin

And it’s so sad,
Your so good and I’m so bad
But you won’t see me wasting the best thing I ever had
And it’s such a shame, that I can’t tell you anything
You won’t hear me,
Still you can’t hear me now

How did you see pass the window facing forward, looking back
Over years spent chasing, wondering how you left your track
Underwater breathing burns your lungs and breaks your back
And you could be waiting here for the day that won’t come

And it’s so sad,
Your so good and I’m so bad
But you won’t see me wasting the best thing I ever had
And it’s such a shame, that I can’t tell you anything
You won’t hear me,
Still you can’t hear me now

You could be waiting for your life to begin
And you can be so much more than they’ve been
And I have found my beat, 257 weeks
But you could be waiting for your life to begin

And it’s so sad,
Your so good and I’m so bad
But you won’t see me wasting the best thing I ever had
And it’s such a shame, that I can’t tell you anything
You won’t hear me,
Still you can’t hear me and it’s so sad,
Your so good and I’m so bad
But you won’t see me wasting the best thing I ever had
And it’s such a shame, that I can’t tell you anything
You won’t hear me,
Still you can’t hear me now
Still you can’t hear me now
Still you can’t hear me now

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A Cold New Year – 9 Days (Twisted Circle)

January 6th, 2006 jrcue No comments

It’s been buried inside me
please don’t let me go home
the pain of a new day
Present, past, eternity
Youth Was so cold
clocks now unwind my beauty
things have changed
my body is growing old
What a Cold new year
The pain, if it stays
will kill me in all
so I can get out of here
what a cold new year
the pain, if it stays
will kill me in all
So I can get out of here
out of here

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Absolutely – 9 Days (Miscellaneous)

January 6th, 2006 jrcue No comments

This is the story of a girl
Who cried a river and drowned the whole world
while she looks so sad in photographs
I absolutely love her
When she smiles

And how many days in a year?
She woke up with hope but she only found tears
And I can be so insincere
Making her promises never for real
As long as she stands there waiting
Wearin’ the holes in the soles of her shoes
How many days disappear?
You look in the mirror, so how do you choose?

Your clothes never wear as well the next day
And your hair never falls in quite the same way
But You never seem to run out of things to say

This is the story of a girl
Who cried a river and drowned the whole world
while she looks so sad in photographs
I absolutely love her
When she smiles

How many lovers would stay?
Just to put up with this shit every day and all day
How did we wind up this way?
Watchin’ our mouths for the words that we say
As long as we stand here waitin’
Wearin’ the clothes of the souls that we choose
How do we get there today?
When we’re walkin’ too far for the price of our shoes

Your clothes never wear as well the next day
And your hair never falls in quite the same way
But you never seem to run out of things to say

This is the story of a girl
Who cried a river and drowned the whole world
while she looks so sad and lonley there
I absolutely love her
When she smiles

And your clothes never wear as well the next day
And your hair never falls in quite the same way
But you never seem to run out of things to say

This is the story of a girl
Who cried a river and drowned the whole world
And while she looks so sad in photographs
I absolutely love her

This is the story of a girl
Her pretty face she hid from the world!
And while she looks so sad and lonely there
I absolutely love her

This is the story of a girl
Who cried a river and drowned the whole world
while she looks so sad in photographs
I absolutely love her
When she smiles

When she smiles

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Absolutely Story of A Girl – 9 Days (The Madding Crowd)

January 6th, 2006 jrcue No comments

Chorus:)
This is the story of a girl
Who cried a river and drowned the whole world
And while she looks so sad in photographs
I absolutely love her
When she smiles

How many days in a year?
She woke up with hope but she only found tears
And I can be so insincere
Making the promises never for real
As long as she stands there waiting
Wearin’ the holes in the soles of her shoes
How many days disappear?
You look in the mirror, so how do you choose?

Your clothes never wear as well the next day
And your hair never falls in quite the same way
You never seem to run out of things to say

Chorus

How many lovers would stay?
Just to put up with this sh** day after day
How did we wind up this way?
Watchin’ our mouths for the words that we say
As long as we stand here waitin’
Wearin’ the clothes of the souls that we choose
How do we get there today?
When we’re walkin’ too far for the price of our shoes

Your clothes never wear as well the next day
And your hair never falls in quite the same way
You never seem to run out of things to say

Chorus

And your clothes never wear as well the next day
And your hair never falls in quite the same way
You never seem to run out of things to say

This is the story of a girl
Who cried a river and drowned the whole world
And while she looks so sad in photographs
I absolutely love her

This is the story of a girl
Whose pretty face she hid from the world
And while she looks so sad and lonely there
I absolutely love her

Chorus

When she smiles

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Back To Me – 9 Days (The Madding Crowd)

January 6th, 2006 jrcue No comments

“Back To Me”

If you would just come back to me,
I would be so good
I’ll put your trust back in me,
The least I think you should
We’ll call it my pathology, so I misunderstood
A bit selfish I should be, if I could change I would
See it on my face

All I wanted was a friend, to look in me to comprehend
All I wanted was to fly, how could you sit and watch me die?
All I wanted was you there, your cruelty was my despair
You just killed me so, the story goes

Once upon a time there was a girl who loved me more then life itself.
By the duck pond she said
Carve our names into the bark, we climbed the tree
I slipped and fell behind
And now Im sorry,

If you would just come back to me back to me
I would be so good,
I put your trust back in me,
The least I think you should,
We’ll call it my pathology,
So I misunderstood
A bit selfish I should be, if I could change I would
See it on my face,

See it on my face,

All reminds me of your name, we sought fortune through the rain
Everyday and everyplace, everywhere I kissed your face
All the sacrifice in vain, how could you put all the blame
upon me thats no fair, so the story goes

Once upon a time we had the moon we had the stars we were divine,
Upon my shoudler, she cried
Now she hides the faith she fears
She throws herself before her bed of lies
She’ll be sorry

If you would just come back to me
I would be so good
I’ll put your trust back in me,
the least I think you should
We’ll call it my pathology, so I misunderstood
A bit selfish I should be, if I could change I would
See it on my face

If you would just come back to me
I would be so good
I’ll put your trust back in me,
the least I think you should
We’ll call it my pathology, so I misunderstood
A bit selfish I should be, if I could change I would

If you would just come back to me
If you would just come back to me
If you would just come back to me

I see it on my face

Its all right
Its all right
Its all right

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