Jesca Hoop

[ti:Whispering Light (Undressed)] [ar:Jesca Hoop] [al:Undress] [offset:0] [00:01.38]Whispering Light (Undressed) - Jesca Hoop [00:14.11]I will walk the road as long as the road goes [00:16.86] [00:18.20]I will try to dodge the rock the valley throws

City bird, city bird Fly away from my window, from my window 'Cause you don't sing Like the birds from home sing Your song is dying I set the table For the ghosts in my home, my home And pour the wine, and raise a glass For the guests in my home They

Comes the sun Heaven's rays And the stormers are gone And the white flag is raised Golden days And the city is in love again And we dream In a daze And we drink and we dance And we throw cares away Lovers gaze And the city is in love Chorus: My heart

Red ribbon on which we ride carry A silver whole ride Sun as the sun setting night Put on a flannel cloak Sing violet light And revoke the protection that violates the vote Fasten your fur Curse on your soul Causes your flute and flowers On Reverser

Comes the sun Heaven's rays And the stormers are gone And the white flag is raised Golden days And the city is in love again And we dream In a daze And we drink and we dance And we throw cares away Lovers gaze And the city is in love My heart was so

Stolen crown Pillow down All tangled in my hair Evening gown The lights downtown All dangle in the air The gates of heaven open And there is me On the silverscreen I hope they did good editing Bell and beau Buck and doe A love of tender age Jill and

Summertime(Acoustic) The Click Five The Click Five Summertime(Acoustic) Lazy!!! On the boardwalk Working two shifts Saving for that diamond ring Then I'll quit All the cool kids Hanging south pier Guess I'll have it figured out by next year Summertim

I made up my mind I'm leavin this town I'm leavin this town You won't find me look around After twenty years of carvin My name in the wet cement And your head down and lament You won't find me look around Baby boy Baby boy Don't follow me I'm a seed,

You got to keep them fix-it men fed you get You got to keep them buttered and breaded You got to keep them sweet Sweet things said No love at the door they won't come no more. My oh my My pipes is dry What I'm gonna do with dry pipes Forlorn it's ear

Chorus: Money, money makes the world go round Money, money'll make you change your sound If the price is right If the price is right If you want paper If you want gold and silver Learn now not later People pay for what's familiar No need to know your