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Walking past my lover's house
Bitter taste, it fills my mouth
Too much whiskey, too much smoke
Last night's tears hang on my coat
Now the rain has stopped its fall
Street shines like a mirror ball
Sun comes on, it's just enough
Watch the flowers waking up
It's washing day, it's washing day
Colors run and fade away
Big machines all in a row
A mother with her child in tow
Change old paper for silver coin
And lose myself in all this noise
Waking from a peaceful rest
Counting down, a minute left
Cotton stops its jog in place
Hold it warm against my face
It's washing day, it's washing day
Colors run and fade away
It's washing day, it's washing day
Feel the threads like new again
What's this in my dungarees?
In my back pocket, curled and creased
My old notebook filled with you
Our secrets now just streaks of blue
It's all a mess, but beautiful
The emptiness a gift to hold
Write a poem with you in mind
And leave the memory behind
It's washing day, it's washing day
Colors run and fade away
It's washing day, it's washing day
Feel the threads like new again
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I Can Promise You That
04:03
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A promise is a deal that lovers make
It’s sealed with spit and sweat and a secret handshake
Don’t need a witness or a dotted line
This is my last payphone call
I can promise you that
With a pocket full of coins
Yeah, we both got that routine down pat
I’m gonna ring you up at home
Whenever I feel it
Let’s spend some time just talking
Why should we have to steal it
This is my last payphone call
I can promise you that
I won’t sneak through your back door anymore
I can promise you that
‘Cause I got my pride, you know
I wanna step across the welcome mat
Yeah, I’m gonna walk tall
When I come around
No more tip-toe up the stairs
Without a sound
I won’t sneak through your back door anymore
I can promise you that
I won’t keep my hands to myself
I can promise you that
Gonna feel my way around
Get to know what I been looking at
‘Cause touch is the sense
That we’ve been m
And I won’t stop there
No, I won’t stop at kissing
When you take my love at last
I can promise you that
This is my last payphone call
This is my last payphone call
This is my last payphone call
I can promise you that
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In the Morning
04:28
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I can't stop myself from calling
Calling out your name
I can't stop myself from falling
Falling back again
In the morning
Baby, in the afternoon
Dark like the shady corners
Inside a violin
Hot like to burn my lips
I know I can't win
In the morning
Baby, in the afternoon
I tried to quit you but I'm too weak
Wakin' up without you I can hardly speak at all
My girlfriend tried to help me
To get you off my mind
She tried a little tea and sympathy
To get me to unwind
In the morning
Baby, in the afternoon
Funny how my favorite shirt
Smells more like you than me
Bitter traces left behind
Stains no one can see
In the morning
Baby, in the afternoon
You're gonna put me in an early grave
I know I'm your slave whenever you call
I can't stop myself from calling
Calling out your name
I can't stop myself from falling
Falling back again
In the morning
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I Put a Spell on You
05:53
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I put a spell on you
From which you won't recover
If you even think about
Taking on another lover
A fighter I was born
And no-one fights to lose
I'll use weapons of the spirit
To put a spell on you
Spanish moss and angel wings
And a lock of your hair
I light a crimson candle
And say a midnight prayer
I put a spell on you
And watched it fade from black to blue
At least I had what I wanted
For a moment or two
I put a spell on you
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Breathe with Me
04:05
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Driving high, driving low
Where will I go tonight
Frozen time, frozen mind
Traffic passing by, I hear your laughter
Wash my hands of our sin
Still your fragrance on my skin
You grow and grow, so slow
I’m lost inside of me
Breathe with me
Breathe with me
Breathe with me
And let me go my way
Giving up, giving in
It’s not that easy now
Memory, broken free
How the light shines through your face
Wash my hands of our sin
Still your fragrance on my skin
You grow and grow, so slow
Lost inside of me
Breathe with me
Breathe with me
Breathe with me
And let me go my way
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Longest Day of the Year
03:16
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Friday never turned to Saturday
Maybe all the clocks have lost their way
Spinning round in circles, every which way
Woke up thinking I would find you there
Spoke up—echoes in the empty air
Talking never got us anywhere anyway
Listening for the sound of your footsteps
All that I’m hoping to hear
Ticking like a wound-up time-bomb ’til you appear
This must be the longest day of the year
Shadows crawl across the kitchen floor
Bottles—pour myself a little more
Wonder, baby, if you just won’t come anyway
Listening for the sound of your footsteps
All that I’m hoping to hear
Ticking like a wound-up time-bomb ’til you appear
Listening for the sound of your footsteps
All that I’m hoping to hear
Ticking like a wound-up time-bomb ’til you appear
This must be the longest day of the year
This must be the longest day of the year
This must be the longest day of the year
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I Shot Her Down
03:34
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I shot her down at the airport door
And people turned, but they never saw
And they’ll never know just what I’ve seen
‘Cause the hammer fell and the click was clean
They shot her too, blood draws them in
They circled round, they shot again
The final pose, it was obscene
And the flashbulb popped, and the click was clean
Cops arrive in a blaze
And in the chaos, cannons raised, say
“Move away, please move away!”
Is this justice or a crime
There’s no confusion in my mind
She had to pay
With just one round
I shot her down
The truth be told: I’ve saved the world
She was no child, nobody’s girl
No human heart, no angel’s breath
No soul in life, no peace in death
Cops arrive in a blaze
And in the chaos, cannons raised, say
“Move away, please move away!”
Is this justice or a crime
There’s no confusion in my mind
She had to pay
With just one round
I shot her down
By the airport door, they come and go
They read the news
I shot her down
I shot her down
I shot her down
I shot her down
I shot her down at the airport door
And people turned, but they never saw
And they’ll never know just what I’ve seen
‘Cause the hammer fell and the click was clean
They shot her too, blood draws them in
They circled round, they shot again
The final pose, it was obscene
And the flashbulb popped, and the click was clean
Cops arrive in a blaze
And in the chaos, cannons raised, say
“Move away, please move away!”
Is this justice or a crime
There’s no confusion in my mind
She had to pay
With just one round
I shot her down
The truth be told: I’ve saved the world
She was no child, nobody’s girl
No human heart, no angel’s breath
No soul in life, no peace in death
Cops arrive in a blaze
And in the chaos, cannons raised, say
“Move away, please move away!”
Is this justice or a crime
There’s no confusion in my mind
She had to pay
With just one round
I shot her down
At the airport door, they come and go
They read the news
I shot her down
I shot her down
I shot her down
I shot her down
I shot her down
I shot her down
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Unspoken
04:35
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When the wind blows through my window
I just want to hide
‘Cause I feel you on my skin
And I’m of this storm inside
Unspoken, the truth hurts too much
We both know what could follow one touch
The one sin etched stone
Could make you a stranger in your own home
It’s so hard to mend what’s easily broken
Unspoken
I can hear you when the wind blows
The whisper of a secret unkept
I can picture your window
And it shatters inside my chest
Unspoken, the truth hurts too much
We both know what could follow one touch
The one sin etched stone
Could make you a stranger in your own home
It’s so hard to mend what’s easily broken
Unspoken
Slow dancing between wrong and right
Out here on the edge of the night
Unspoken, the truth hurts too much
We both know what could follow one touch
The one sin etched stone
Could make you a stranger in your own home
It’s so hard to mend what’s easily broken
Unspoken
Unspoken
Unspoken
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The Party Is Over
03:29
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When the honeymoon ends
And the pink clouds dissolve
The ice covers over over the love and the soul
Where can we find refuge, where can we find escape
When the party is over, the party is over
When the party is over, how much more can we take
When the carnival ends
And the colored lights fade
There's a sense of not knowing if we should be disgraced
Like a wave on the ocean, we can break on the rocks
When the party is over, the party is over
When the party is over and the pressure just drops
When the champagne is gone
And the curtains are closed
There's silence between us, defenses exposed
We've come such a long way to be coiled like a spring
When the party is over, the party is over
When the party is over, we can bounce back again
So let the lights fade and send the band home
The music plays on in my heart
Raise up your glass, here's to the laughs
Play on, play on
When the dancing is done
Do you clear up or sleep
Where confetti has fallen on the floor round your feet
The flowers and favors are wilted and torn
When the party is over, the party is over
When the party is over life just carries on
When the party is over, the party is over
When the party is over life just carries on
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I've been sleeping on needles and pins
Feel like a stranger in my own skin
Oh—I never, never been alone like this
Maybe I should put the radio on
But I fall to pieces when they play that song
Oh—I never, never been alone like this
No—I never, never been alone like this
Crying doesn't do me any good
Just a shadow where my baby stood
Flip through the pages of my little black book
Nothing but strangers wherever I look
Oh—I never, never been alone like this
No—I never, never been alone like this
No—I never, never been alone like this
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Adam Levy New York, New York
Adam Levy is an NYC-based guitarist with 30 years of experience as a performing artist, studio musician, journalist, and
educator.
He has released more than a dozen albums of his own, and is featured on recordings by Norah Jones, Vulfpeck, Ani DiFranco, Allen Toussaint, and other renowned artists. He has toured extensively as a solo artist and as a collaborator.
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Soulful music with great guitar moods. Feeling and style, not only good guitars but also great songwriting!
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