You know what I mean

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“You Know What I Mean”

Just as I thought I’d make it
You walk back into my life
Just like you never left

Just as I’d learned to be lonely
You call up to tell me
You’re not sure if you’re ready
But ready or not, you’ll take what you’ve got and leave

Leave me alone with my heart
I’m putting the pieces back together again
Just leave, leave me alone with my dreams
I can do without you, know what I mean…

I wish I could write a love song,
To show you the way I feel
Seems you don’t like to listen
Oh but like it or not, take what you’ve got and leave

Leave me alone with my heart
It’s broken in two and I’m not thinking too straight
Just leave, leave me alone with my dreams
You’ve taken everything else, you know what I mean

– Phil Collins –

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Twist in my sobriety

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“Twist In My Sobriety”

All God’s children need travelling shoes
Drive your problems from here
All good people read good books
Now your conscience is clear
I hear you talk girl
Now your conscience is clear

In the morning when I wipe my brow
Wipe the miles away
I like to think I can be so willed
And never do what you say
I’ll never hear you
And never do what you say

Look my eyes are just holograms
Look your love has drawn red from my hands
From my hands you know you’ll never be
More than twist in my sobriety
More than twist in my sobriety
More than twist in my sobriety

We’ve just poked a little empty pie
For the fun that people had at night
Late at night don’t need hostility
The timid smile and pause to free

I don’t care about their different thoughts
Different thoughts are good for me
Up in arms and chaste and whole
All God’s children took their toll

Look my eyes are just holograms
Look your love has drawn red from my hands
From my hands you know you’ll never be
More than twist in my sobriety
More than twist in my sobriety
More than twist in my sobriety

Cup of tea, takes time to think, yeah
Time to risk a life, a life, a life
Sweet and handsome
Soft and porky
You pig out ‘til you’ve seen the light
Pig out ‘til you’ve seen the light

Half the people read the papers
Read them good and well
Pretty people, nervous people
People have got to sell
News you have to sell

Look my eyes are just holograms
Look your love has drawn red from my hands
From my hands you know you’ll never be
More than twist in my sobriety
More than twist in my sobriety
More than twist in my sobriety

– Tanika Tikaram –