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Burn Slow
(Agnelli-Finch)
The night that you first touched me
You shook me from my peace, then took me from a safe place
You took me from a safe place and you stole my heart's ease
You act like a mortician, presiding at a wake
I close the lid on passion
Knowing well what's at stake
Your love consumed me wholly
At times I could not breathe
I daren't love you solely
Always felt you might leave
I offered you my soul like a humble sacrifice
You put it under a glass
Then you put it
on ice, on ice, on ice,
on ice, on ice, on ice,
on ice, on ice, on ice
And now that love has burned me
I'm waiting by the pyre
I thought my eyes were open
When I started the fire
And then to pile on insult, after the injury
You said my soul was tarnished
How you rubbed off on me!
Well now that all's been done and
We've had our last farewell
I'm burning all your letters, watching them all
burn slow, burn slow,
burn slow, burn slow,
(repeat)
Bob Dylan - I want you
The guilty undertaker sighs,
The lonesome organ grinder cries,
The silver saxophones say I should refuse you.
The cracked bells and washed-out horns
Blow into my face with scorn,
But it's not that way,
I wasn't born to lose you.
I want you, I want you,
I want you so bad,
Honey, I want you.
The drunken politician leaps
Upon the street where mothers weep
And the saviors who are fast asleep,
They wait for you.
And I wait for them to interrupt
Me drinkin' from my broken cup
And ask me to
Open up the gate for you.
I want you, I want you,
I want you so bad,
Honey, I want you.
Now all my fathers, they've gone down
True love they've been without it.
But all their daughters put me down
'Cause I don't think about it.
Well, I return to the Queen of Spades
And talk with my chambermaid.
She knows that I'm not afraid
To look at her.
She is good to me
And there's nothing she doesn't see.
She knows where I'd like to be
But it doesn't matter.
I want you, I want you,
I want you so bad,
Honey, I want you.
Now your dancing child with his Chinese suit,
He spoke to me, I took his flute.
No, I wasn't very cute to him,
Was I?
But I did it, though, because he lied
Because he took you for a ride
And because time was on his side
And because I . . .
I want you, I want you,
I want you so bad,
Honey, I want you.
