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No Trespassing
(Maggie Roche, Andy Block, & Mark Johnson)
why are you coming so close?
you might erase
the line which no one crosses
aren't you afraid you'll disappear
without a trace
wild thing with eyes as big as saucers
this sign says no trespassing unless its you
who would imagine in so safe a place as this
a person could find a spinning wheel
all of my life I have been dreaming of your kiss
I'd like to believe the way I feel
some enchanted forest we are walking though
who do I think I'm talking to?
this sign says no trespassing unless its you
Knifed
(Words by Suzzy Roche)
a little scratch heals
but this one is not so small
I can tell because it feels
as if there is no scratch at all
when the cut is deep
it never goes away
it interrupts your sleep
it alters how you play
now that I am crippled
it is helpful if I know
the will to live is tripled
but the wheelchair is slow
That Won't Happen
(Terre Roche and Andy Bloch)
You may be sorry
But I don't want you to be sorry
I see the open air
What a paradise and you
And me go there
That won't happen here
Just a fantasy
Is it real?
It might be better
But do you want it to be better?
And we could lose to try
Then again the time will pass
And not say why
That won't happen here
Just a fantasy
Is it real?
It might be over
And I don't want it to be over
I hear the sad refrain
But a broken heart is all
And all is pain
That won't happen here
Just a fantasy
Is it real?
La Vie C'est La Vie
(Words by Jesse Fauset)
On summer afternoons I sit
Quiescent by you in the park,
And idly watch the sunbeams gild
And tint the ash tree's bark.
Or else I watch the squirrles frisk
And chaffer in the grassy lane;
And all the while I mark your voice
Break with love and pain.
I know a woman who would give
Her chance of heaven to take my place;
To see the love-light in your eyes,
The love-glow on your face!
And there's a man whose lightest word
Can set my chilly blood afire;
Fulfillment of his least behest
Defines my life's desire.
But he will none of me. Nor I
Of you. Nor you of her. 'Tis said
the world is full of jests like these. ---
I wish that I were dead.
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