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Two Of Us
03:02
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Two of us
Riding nowhere
Over the hills,
Looking for something.
It won’t be that hard.
When we are alone.
You’re a tall drink of water,
And we’re a long way from home.
Hard to say
Sun in your face
You signal your worries,
I say, “Go your own way.”
You cry out,
Don’t leave me clothed.
You’re a tall drink of water
And we’re a long way from home.
I don’t need any reminder
I laid it all at your gate.
I’m working on a love without blinders
We bought our crowns, but we – never did reign.
Lips like a shell,
I take your jacket.
Don’t tell my sister
My reasons were elaborate.
I say, sing me a song,
It’ll ease my approach.
You’re a tall drink of water,
And we’re a long way from home.
I stand up.
I twist about.
Uneasy chair,
Its legs give out.
I hold air in my lungs,
Watching you through a blindfold.
You’re a tall drink of water,
And we’re a long way from home.
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Buy me a ship
While your lover’s at sea.
Ten cups of medicine
Ten cups for me.
Hard to keep
All your love on the line.
Like gold,
Refined seven times.
I’m going out in cloud
Of thunder and smoke.
Come on with me
Turn off your radio
You took your own way
And your first lover’s life.
Like gold,
Refined seven times.
Your words as art
They whisper and remain.
Like faded oil cans,
Like New Year’s Eve Champagne.
Your image is broken,
It closed the Guggenheim.
Like gold,
Refined seven times.
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3. |
Cheating Heart
03:07
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Lock the door
Eat the key
Oh your troubled mind
Means nothing to me.
Can’t explain
The one you choose
Oh your Cheating Heart
It’s gonna tell on you.
She ran past
The camera’s eye
Oh you cry, you weep
And the tears won’t dry.
Oh you won’t change
You hate to lose
Oh your Cheating Heart
Gonna tell you
And I
Want to grind you up.
And I
Want to grind you up.
And I
Want to grind you up
Until your memory is harder than dust.
Harder than dust.
The pretty one
The burning tongue
I can smell your sweetness
It must because your young.
The neon’s red.
The cross is blue.
Oh your Cheating Heart
It’s gonna tell on you.
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4. |
Evening So Soon
03:17
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You were all right
About the way it would all end.
Me locking you out.
You going home.
I stayed up all night
Wondering who I could send
Nobody talking
Nobody friends.
Oh, this evening so soon
Oh, this evening so soon
Oh, this evening so soon
Oh, this evening so soon
There was the sky
There was breath of the sea
There was the sixth day
That you fell in love.
I set the stars
In this wide expanse.
I planted the tree
You pressed against.
Oh, this evening so soon
Oh, this evening so soon
Oh, this evening so soon
Oh, this evening so soon
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5. |
Got You On My Mind
03:39
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Won’t you swim with me
Past the ocean break?
Well you look like a good lover
Like you know how to give and take.
I will swim with you
Come on now hold out your hand.
I’m new to the water
Spent all my days on dry land.
Got You On My Mind
Got You On My Mind
Let’s hold each other close
So nobody will be left behind.
Sleepless Nights
Oh they come in time.
As long as I got
You baby on my mind.
I don’t have nothing left
I don’t have nothing at all.
This is the way love works
Sometimes you lose and you fall.
My heart is cold
Colder than the ocean floor
I can’t fight these battles
Can’t win against the ocean roar.
Got You On My Mind
Got You On My Mind
Let’s hold each other close
So nobody will be left behind.
Sleepless Nights
Oh they come in time.
As long as I got
You baby on my mind.
You were a good lover
Maybe the best.
Love is a way it can kill
It can caress.
But if you can track it down
You’ll never be the same.
Walking the Earth
Wondering, when it’s going to call your name – again.
Got You On My Mind
Got You On My Mind
Let’s hold each other close
So nobody will be left behind.
Sleepless nights
Oh they come in time.
As long as I got
You baby on my mind.
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Sara | Trains In Senegal
02:49
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I was beat up on the rail
With the silver fox’s tail
When I saw the photograph
It reminded me of you.
I was beat up in the park
- oh well
Stumbling after dark
- don’t tell
Was it your holy order or your perfect type of love?
Sara,
I could not recall.
Those busted trains in Senegal.
Sara,
I wish it was false
But for your love I’d trade ‘em all.
At the last hour of the day,
It was the most peculiar way
You leaned in close announced the -
Ending of our love.
I was beat up in the park
- oh well
Stumbling after dark
- don’t tell
Was it your holy order or your perfect type of love?
Sara,
I could not recall.
Those busted trains in Senegal.
Sara,
I wish it was false
But for your love I’d trade ‘em all.
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7. |
Morning Comes
02:40
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The morning comes
She puts on her raincoat
She’s all covered up
With a band across her hair
Tied up gloves,
Black boots, and straight leg jeans
“I don’t know where I’m going,
But I’m going somewhere.”
She walks downtown
Down into the station
And is immediately robbed
By a man in a black leather coat
He pushes her down and says,
“You’re the victim of your mess.
Better stand up straight.
Better do what you’re told.”
You got some bad blood
On you.
There ain’t nobody
Looking out for you.
You might have some bad blood
Working out on you.
She walks back home
Through the unlocked door
And he’s sleeping there
He pretends not to know
She runs upstairs
Brushes her hair, pushes the window up
She wants to run.
She’s got nowhere to go.
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8. |
More Than Enough
02:43
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You were such a part of me
And I of you
You were living up on Crosby Street
I was helping you through.
And your walls were so silent
And you held no regret
Oh baby, you were there
And you were more than enough.
Wasted your holiday
Hoping it would last.
We pawned your unsold work
I didn’t think it happen so fast.
And we slept the day away
Like two baronets
Oh baby, you were there
And you were more than enough.
I hope you’re doing so well
Living in your rooftop hotel
When I come begging back to you.
The seas part lonesome now
The lights flare up somehow
They come up for your close-up now
Like you want them to.
Do you still wake up early
Call it for your own?
Moon crashing past your shoulder
Better left alone.
Was it the money?
I didn’t think -
So, you had a new dress.
Oh baby, you were there
And you were more than enough.
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Mitch Bradford Los Angeles, California
Mitch Bradford is a singer-songwriter and filmmaker.
His music has been described as
"drawing on the rawness of garage ... the classic themes of American greats" and "[he] breathes new life into the dead body of rock 'n' roll."
He currently lives in Los Angeles.
www.mitchbradford.com
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