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At Different Times - Ron Sexsmith

"In the midst of all this welcome change I can hardly wait Oh, to welcome all that was estranged To my life again I thought I was on my own At different times Just a voice on a cold pay phone At different"

One Grey Morning - Ron Sexsmith

"You can count on many things To let you down You can take you plans And stick em six feet underground But wouldnt your time be better spent On days to come? Not the ones that went And left you on a doorstep"

Babybird - The Wallflowers

"Come back babybird With your dirty wings in tatters Come home where you belong Nobody knows you better Now bring back your velvet heart And we'll make you brand new feathers Sleep through the morning light With"

Isreal - Siouxsie and The Banshees

"Little orphans in the snow With nowhere to call a home Start their singing Waiting through the summertime To thaw your hearts in wintertime That's why they're singing... Waiting for a sign to turn blood"

If Nothing Else - Over The Rhine

"If Nothing Else words and music: Linford Detweiler recording: Films For Radio i'm so tired in the mornings i try to go back i try to remember the light appearing without warning tying up my hands like"

Coming Attractions - Steven Curtis Chapman

"(Steven Curtis Chapman) A day is coming When all will be fed There won't be a single hungry mouth Begging for bread A day is coming When every disease Will be swept away As mercy floods through every"

In The Backroom - Brian Eno

"When seoritas walk at night, Habaeros on the move, It's music to their ears in the backroom. If there's money to be made, And it's a hundred in the shade and in the backroom, She's sentimental like"

Political Games - Lucky Dube

"How do you feel when you lie? Straight faced while people cry How do you feel when you promise something That you know you'll never do Giving false hope to the people Giving false hope to the underpriviledged Do"

Silent Revolution - Grave Digger

"Don't kneel in the sand, defend your land The kiss of racism is touching your head I'm not god, I'm a political man A leader, a lawyer against tyranny We're raising our hands against execution We're heading"

Los Angeles, I'm Yours - The Decemberists

"There is a city by the sea A gentle company I don't suppose you want to And as it tells its sorry tale In harrowing detail Its hollowness will haunt you Its streets and boulevards Orphans and oligarchs"

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