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Ghosts of Jackson `Edwin McCain`

Ghost on the street today Doorways of Jackson Square In tinsel and tap shoes Mardi Gras beads in her hair Down to the graveyard She wrung out her hands As if he will meet her All

Ghosts Of Jackson Square `Edwin McCain`

Ghost on the street today doorways of jackson square in tinsel and tap shoes mardi gras beads in her hair down to the graveyard she wrung out her hands as if he will meet her all d E stands

Grind Me In The Gears `Edwin McCain`

another way For the life that might escape Has been echoing for years Grinds me to a pulp Grind me in the gears I've seen all the faces They mirror me And I've felt the tearing — tearing of

Far From Over `Edwin McCain`

Well this life’s stretched out before me The highway shimmering with stars The knowing glances of the runaways That never made it this far I can't believe she said that we can work it out I thought

Rhythm of Life `Edwin McCain`

Rhythm of Life Heaven withstanding and smiling we're all swept away The Rhythm of Life Is not so demanding as some caught in narrows would say Fragile as ships as we pass through Gibraltar The

Promise Of You `Edwin McCain`

Promise of you It sleeps in the air The air that I breathe And I know that it's true Don't have to convince myself to believe What secrets sleep in the heart of a man So much love wasted Slip

The Rhythm Of Life `Edwin McCain`

The Rhythm Of Life The rhythm of life Is not so demanding as some caught in narrows would say Fragile as ships as we pass through Gibraltar The sirens have long given way Dark as the murky graveyard of

I'll Be `Edwin McCain`

I'll Be By: Edwin McCain The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful Stop me and steal my breath Emeralds from mountains thrust towards the sky Never revealing their depth Tell me that we

Darwin's Children `Edwin McCain`

Seven million years of progress handed down on silver wings Of gossamer and protein still we haven't learned a thing Are we caught up in our anger, locked up in our rage In the opera of selection on this

I'll Be (LP Version) `Edwin McCain`

And tell me that we belong together Dress it up with the trappings of love. I`ll be captivated I`ll hang from your lips Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above.

I've Seen A Love `Edwin McCain`

I’ve seen a love that rolls like thunder I’ve seen a love that falls like rain That kind of love it makes me wonder Why my love causes me so much pain I see my ring as it spins on the table A perfect

America Street `Edwin McCain`

streetpost tells me which way i should go Riding down america street funny that it's one way Riding down from uptown To where the buildings are broken down in decay America street it's right nearby Land of

Through The Floor `Edwin McCain`

Bathed in sunlight woke from dreams of murderous intentions Pursued by dogs and men and things I'm just too scared to mention And the first thing that I think of are her sympathetic eyes That see

See The Sky Again `Edwin McCain`

eyes Lift my vision from the ground lift it to the sky Skies they used to be so ugly rain that tings my face Opens up their glory just earth and sky and space And your passionate embraces absolve me of

Write Me A Song `Edwin McCain`

dad left just after the birth And now she's living on child support checks I guess that's all that man was worth She said there just ain't a man who will love me But they all just want one night of

Jesus, He Loves Me `Edwin McCain`

hopeless, the night too dark to see The lone footprints on the road behind were the times when You carried me Jesus, He loves me This I know And Jesus, He loves me For the Bible tells me so Son of

Jesters Dreamers & Thieves `Edwin McCain`

sick Now i keep company with wicked evil men My generosity's brimming but i'm still inclined to sin My friends think i am crazy and i know that may be so But i'm as happy with a penny as coffers full of

Get Out Of This Town `Edwin McCain`

It's time to get out of this town There’s no more fun to be found I’m rolling thunder with the top down It’s time to get out, get out, get out Crescent City high-life Dancing with the devil’s wife

Dragons `Edwin McCain`

Well I’m watching the dragons as they make another claim He used to be a friend of mine, I called him by his name Well there’s nothing you can say to nirvana when it's packed up in a syringe We’ll

Holy City `Edwin McCain`

Midnight in the Holy City playground for restless souls Graveyards for the sons of Ft.

Kitchen Song `Edwin McCain`

Sitting in the kitchen, Just staring at the cracks in the wall I've been sitting here since yesterday Just waiting on you to call The cracks remind me of you and i They're all up, down and split apart

Thirty Pieces `Edwin McCain`

Thirty pieces of silver screen Deep inside our souls How did we betray our imagination Watching our futures unfold Without a whisper for fear of intrusion We have to see how this part ends Time out for

Take Me `Edwin McCain`

trenches, demanded a cease fire And now you뭨e leaving, there뭩 nothing I can do I want you know you뭨e gonna take me with you Well now three on a match is suicide in the foxhole of

Sign On The Door `Edwin McCain`

Wendy's sittin' next to me she's trying hard to drink it away and i feel the rumble of the subway beneath the stage and her eyes are screaming and her lips are pursed and this ain't he St heartache

Bitter Chill `Edwin McCain`

Women with secrets men with their rage The lines run deeper than words on the page Breeze through the window, it turns bitter chill Pretend we don't feel it, lie here real still Whispered in visions of

(I've Got To) Stop Thinking 'Bout That `Edwin McCain`

you Ride in no nasty limousine Later on the levee with the moon up above I lost my heart and confessed my love Oh Lucy, God have mercy I've got to stop thinkin' 'bout that One summer night in a field of

Wish In This World `Edwin McCain`

town 3:00 in the morning I whispered these words I believed Said leave me alone girl I'm so tied down and broken It's too late it's too late to save me Ain't no wish in this world slight of

Go Be Young `Edwin McCain`

away from me That's where it went wrong Go be young, go be free Follow your heart where it leads you Don't end up like me The Indian in the guardhouse used to spin me yarns Stories of

Radio Star `Edwin McCain`

I tell you my story on VH1 And all of my personal hell And how my dad beat me and how much he drank Do you think it'll help my records sell Cause I’m the radio star with the cars and the clothes

Russian Roulette `Edwin McCain`

losing bet But when the hammer falls all bets are called And five to one you're gonna lose When you talk about something like russian roulette Tears run down your sweet love's face I say she's a mirror of