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never talk to strangers

lyrics from objects of beauty
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Objects of Beauty CD
1  hold on | lyrics | 0:27 330k
2  want you around | lyrics | 0:27 319k
3  take a walk | lyrics | 0:21 249k
4  coffee | lyrics | 0:21 249k
5  don't be afraid | lyrics | 0:24 284k
6  still be friends | lyrics | 0:00 0k
7  objects of beauty | lyrics | 0:26 308k
8  glued together faces | lyrics | 0:26 308k
9  nothing right now | lyrics | 0:31 366k

hold on

in a sacred sleep
and the dim-lit deep
hold on

when your hope is held
in a grave yard bell
hold on

where the dead end street
and the lamp light meet
hold on

arms that fall so heavily
hold on

oh lord, you are so good to me
you are my life and breath
your promise is forever
hold me on

oh lord, you are so beautiful
you are the sun-swept sea
rolling ever on...

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want you around

i find beauty in things i might never guess
in a fantasy life and a built up mess
still i will scan the crowd

you always walk by without looking back
i catch glimpses sometimes and i like that
it's all so much in doubt

i don't know who you are so you suit me just fine
take what you can get— i'm taking my time
i've searched so high and wide

through the depths of the night
through the walls that i'll fight
still i don't know why
i want you around

don't go making me lie
it's wrong of me to have tried
why do i always find your eyes?

so maybe one day i'll sing you this song
it's a bit funny to think of you proving me wrong
i've searched for heaven high

through the depths of the night
through the walls that i'll fight
still i don't know why
i want you around

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take a walk

go take a walk
you're uptight
i'll finish here
just go i'll be fine
he walked a mile and turned back
it seemed to him that his life was intact

oh, take a walk
don't just bum around
the world is a child who can't wait to be found
doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
we'll walk to a place where my dreams are still mine

a couple walks
they quietly fight
their words are fire drip brick dynamite
trees left
stars lake right
still cold apprehension holds hostage the night

"don't leave
you will break my heart"

let's take a walk downtown
my brain works best when i've got you around
it's funny that after all this time
when i watch you walk, my pheromones rise

so we walked
it had been awhile
we started to talk
and the good lord smiled

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coffee

every morning in the stale of the day
the ghosts of the night before will haunt me
i know this beforehand so i keep them delayed
by staying up late and drinking coffee
i thought if i found myself a different place
a style of hair, a different heartbeat
my worries would go away, they'd give up the case
but they followed my trail and now they've caught me

i worry 'bout confidence, i worry 'bout pain
i worry 'bout what i'd be without you
i worry 'bout little things that get in my way
it seems like they always make me doubt you
i turn to you daily lord, i call on your name
i know there's no hope for me without you
and little by little things are staying the same

i don't know what you're waiting for
excuse me if i seem too bold

the light in the tunnel is a movie on hold
it flickers with hope but it is worthless
unless we are moved by it, the meaning is cold
the tunnel is dark, the work is fruitless
i turn to you daily lord, i call on your name
i know there's no hope for me without you
and little by little things are staying the same

i don't know what you're waiting for
excuse me if i seem too bold

you think i'm the problem, don't you?
won't you allow my heavy hands and furrowed brow?
i guess i'm living for myself, i think i'm a king
my royal robes are tattered brown
my kingdom falls to pieces daily
waiting for me to bow and offer up the crown
it'd sure be nice to let your heartbeat melt into mine

i don't know what you're waiting for
excuse me while i find my way home

i don't know what i'm waiting for

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don't be afraid

"we're safe in here, no one around."

"the walls have ears, don't make a sound...
it's too late— when i closed the door, i saw someone.
it's too late— i've been here before... i lost someone."

the footsteps fade into the night...

"we'll leave this place at first daylight,
don't you worry... yeah, most of all, don't you worry."

"it's too late— when i closed the door, i saw someone.
it's too late— i've been here before... i lost someone."

"at any rate, there's nothing we could do.
at any rate, i'm sure there's nothing we could do."

"quiet quick!
i hear a footstep in the darkness drawing closer..."

"is somebody out there?"

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still be friends

all my life, i've wanted everything
righteousness, fame, and a following
lost my way somewhere along that path
now i've lost the one thing i ever had

and i'm just wondering
can i get it back?
hold my hand again
overlook my sin
cause i'm just wandering
alone in the pouring rain
drowning in my shame
hold my hand again

can we still be friends?

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objects of beauty

beautiful
your tears are a water glimpse of memories past
heart of stone
breaking with burdens at long last
sorrowful
standing on pillars weeping down
voice of gold
singing a song to steal the soul

hunted down
by suffering thousands lacking names
captured now
interrogate questions seeking blame
hatred, hunger
haggard children screaming on hard dirty floors
fear of those
refusing to stop at bedroom doors

where will you find the tears to live another day?
where will you hide the pain that doesn't go away?

i've come to uphold that tears are like streams
they'll swallow you if you wade in too deep
so shout to yourself whatever makes sense
and lie to yourself about how it will end
the feel of tears at the tip of your tongue
and whispered cries at the top of your lungs
verily it is too much to cry
and not enough to just lay down and die

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glued together faces

we could never be friends
cos friends have walls that we've already broken down
we're on a river that ends
it's calling, crashing, it's faster, we're going down

don't stop, you know we're gonna fall
it's a hard drop, the ground will give you nothing at all
slowed time, river rushing over above
hold me now
don't stop, you know we're gonna fall
it's a hard drop, the ground will give you nothing at all
wake now, life is gonna pass you by

we're on a pathway of dirt
followed by curses and cries from those who don't know
a stumble down to the earth
a one-man burden that's more than we'll ever know

so many minutes till the end
every second's precious
and as the good time arrives, you realize:
it's hard that it's so suddenly done

look around
glued together faces frown
fade away
gone

sold out night
crucifixion's such a sight
hold your head
high

"save yourself
you saved others, save yourself"
elohim

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nothing right now

somewhere between here and the corridor
a body is hanging on rope
seems like we've come at a bad time
come back when you're able to cope
hate them, i'll make them all realize
some people just can't take a joke
seems long, it seems such a long time
i've hung at the end of my hope

tell me what to say now
where is the line?
it's hard to define

hold still, for movement is painful
her breath makes a mark in the snow
speak slow, your words are like velvet
slurred through the violent throes
cold hand, she tightens her fingers
her eyes stare, refuse to be rolled
oh god, i've so much to live for
no one can keep her consoled

death will break you
make you, shake you
regardless of who you are
that doesn't make it right
the broke and beaten
have been cheated
most of their time
you think they'd end with quite a fight
but somehow they seem
to find relief
in one thing at least
what will that be

we reward unlucky ones by lopping off their heads
there must be better systems to decide who winds up dead

sleep child and dream of tomorrow
of twilight and shadows no more
dark falls and eyelids are fading
to sounds of a dim distant shore
dead weight, her arms fall so heavily

behold i will knock on your door
wake child your sins are forgiven
go forth and sin no more

we reward unlucky ones with thorns to crown their heads
there must be better systems to decide who winds up dead

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