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SINGER: John Gorka
SONG:Furniture
What good am i if i leave you lonely what good am i if i'm lonely too what good is a one and only if that one and only's leaving you am i losing you am i losing you i know you're lonely too I walk through the land of sweet temptation where the women come up from underneath what they offer's sweet as candy but what they offer's no relief it's really no relief, over or underneath yeah i want to keep my teeth I live in rooms where i'm a stranger young women here now call me sir my friends are other lone arrangers but you won't find us where we were oh no not where we were, that's just a fading blur oh yeah they call me sir True love is a welcome struggle the only one that's worth it's salt i want to say i caused that trouble i want to say it was my fault i want to say it was my fault Whatever caused this bad direction this attitude where darkness thrives is it loneliness retained in sections or from undetected sharpened knives oh the sharpened knives from other people's lives is that why the darkness thrives? A friend of mine he taped the ocean so i could listen to the sea when locked inside this loud commotion locked in the land of the free in the land of the free, it was a gift for me the sound of the rolling sea Hope comes from the smallest places from little rooms inside the heart the furniture there bears the traces of every unsuccessful start unsuccessful start, it's like a work of art the bottom of the heart
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