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1. _ Elsa Green
When I touch your face
I never know who I'm looking at
Please me and hold yourself down...
it'll kill you in the end
like sleep
just like sleep
And I love your face
but never know just where you're at
Leave me and knock yourself 'round
it'll kill you in the end this dream
this dream like sleep
"impossible", "Bride",
"golden mystery", "Prize"
I could never wait in line
behind all your other men
Where's it going to end, this scene?
This recycled dream?
When will you love being
whoever you really are
Elsa Green?
We are
chasing the wrong dream...
You don't have to take the blame,
you don't have to change your name,
Elsa Green
We are
chasing the wrong dream...
You don't need no cherrycoke
to make it through the day
You don't have to make your man
feel A-OK
You don't need permission
to love You anyway
Don't trust history to tell you anything straight....
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2. _ Little Bitter Love
I see suffering and pain
times, they look the same:
victims bear the blame and I can't save
anybody
Little bitter love
little bitter love
I can't save anybody
I can't be happy
when I see someone's dream come true
I can't be happy
when I see someone loving you
Little bitter love
little bitter love
I can't be happy...
I can't save anybody...
Little bitter love
little bitter love
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3. _ Secrets
You're telling me all the news
that's fit for me to know.
You're asking me questions
when you know
where the answers go
You're giving me "choice":
Right or Left, on the same
two-headed snake
while you cover up my voice
like ice on a frozen lake
Don't tell me, I know
You've got secrets to keep
while we sleep
you'll find us another cold war
that's all about dreams
we don't know that we're working for
I dream at night
of four color lovers
in places I'll never be.
I'm a star being born
between magazine covers
on the ready-to-wear high sea
it's reality-ware TV!
Don't mind me, I know
You've got secrets to tell...
like Hell!
you'll promise a dream of relief,
of fame and wonder, but deliver
another
long hard road to grief
{Distorted rap:}
Don't tell me you've got secrets to tell
you're livin' in sin while we're livin' in hell
fire in the kitchen is the secret you smell
in your fief, Thief!
We need relief, not this long hard road through a life of grief
Don't leave me, I'll go
we've got secrets to keep
and we'll sleep
and dream up another Cold War
about time,
and saving and taking
our ease
and all of the beautiful, fabulous things
we spend our lives
settling for
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4. _ The Golden Center
I saw the man
feeding on twelve lumps of coal
I felt the draw of his personal need,
felt myself fall into his soul.
A baker's dozen falling into
his soul
I held the man,
still losing my way
showered by a hail of guilt
I turned my back and stumbled away
I left him down and stumbled
my way
You can walk away
you can search for days
for all things in the world that are true
but the golden center is: you
the golden center...
I found the man
lying in a field of woe
I reached inside him, my breath held still
I felt his blood stain my hands
and had to let go
Left for dead in the world
below
You can run away
you can fast for days
or taste all in the world for what's true
but the golden center is you
he got in line with the rest
pealed the mask from his face
cast the smile away
corrupt with disgrace
he discarded belief
fragmented by grief
he lived the big damage
he lived
the big damage
he chose
the big damage
He chose.
He walks alone
down a road of despair
sees through a glass stained darkly
without hope of repair
Between rage and forgiveness
is a life so unfair
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