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Here I Go Again

by Englewood

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A little rock-and-roll to get me on my way, a little rock-and-roll to kick start the day. A little rock-and-roll to get me moving, a little rock-and-roll to start things grooving. I may be grayer, I may be older, but I’m still just a little rock-and-roller. A little rock-and-roll will help to keep me sane. A little rock-and-roll will keep me on my game. A little rock-and-roll to get me on my feet; a little rock-and-roll to help me keep my beat. I may be grayer, I may be older, but I’m still just a little rock-and-roller. A little rock-and-roller, a little rock-and-roller, I’ve always been a little rock-and-roller. Without that rolling beat my space feels incomplete. Without that rolling rock I just get kind of stuck. And when I’m grayer, and when I’m older, I’ll always be a little rock-and-roller. A little rock-and-roll to keep away the blues; a little rock-and-roll to keep away the fools. A little rock-and-roll to teach the world to sing; a little rock-and-roll can do most anything. And when I’m grayer, and when I’m older, I’ll always be a little rock-and-roller. A little rock-and-roll to help me learn to fly; a little rock-and-roll for just a little high. A little rock-and-roll to help me save the world; a little rock-and-roll to help me keep my girl. And when I’m grayer, and when I’m older, I’ll always be a little rock-and-roller. A little rock-and-roller, a little rock-and-roller, I’ve always been a little rock-and-roller. Without that rolling beat my space feels incomplete. Without that rolling rock I just get kind of stuck. And when I’m grayer, and when I’m older, I’ll always be a little rock-and-roller. A little rock-and-roller, a little rock-and-roller, I’ve always been a little rock-and-roller. Without that rolling beat my space feels incomplete. Without that rolling rock I just get kind of stuck. And when I’m grayer, and when I’m older, I’ll always be a little rock-and-roller.
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In or Out 02:55
Should I be looking in or out? Either one I tend to doubt. Should I be looking in or out? Either way I doubt. Here I stand on a cliff. Here I stand wondering if I’ll ever see the light, will the grays turn black and white? (Though I kind of like the haze…) Here I seek my truth within. But I have no patience for navel-gazing. Though looking out there’s too much noise. It’s all about who’s got more toys. Should I be looking in or out? Either one I tend to doubt. Should I be searching here or there? Should I even care? Here I shiver in the cold again, once more outside and looking in. I see that the in-crowd is talking too loud to hear their souls whispering. Should I be looking in or out? Either one I tend to doubt. Should I be searching here or there? Or should I even care? Should I be looking in or out? Either one I tend to doubt. Should I be searching here or there? Or should I even care? Should I even care?
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When you're feeling kind of down and you don't know why, you've got the mystery blues. (She's got the mystery blues.) When you wake up in the morning and you can't get out of bed, you've got the mystery blues. (She's got the mystery blues.) It may be the weather; it may be the news. It's the mystery blues. (She's got the mystery blues.) When you're sitting in the sun and you still feel kind of dumb, you've got the mystery blues. When you're hanging with your honey and you still feel kind of crummy, it's the mystery blues. It may be your mother; it may be the flue. It's the mystery blues. If we get out of town we can blow these mystery blues. (They've got to get out of town.) If we hit the road we can blow these mystery blues. (They've got to get out of town.) If we buy our tickets and pack our bags, and get out of town. (They've got to get out of town.) I'm going to grab my baby and hit the road, we're going to get out of town. (They're going to get out of town.) All I need is my baby and an open road, to get out of town. (They're going to get out of town.) We'll drive away these mystery blues. We'll get out on the road and clear my soul. We'll drive away these blues when we get out of town. (They're going to get out of town.)
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I'm not going to wait until Opening Day, I'm going to the desert to watch my team play. I'll bring along a Sharpie and get lots of autographs, I'll bring along a camera and get lots of photographs. I'll drink cold beer in the hot, hot sun. I'll eat a hot dog -- I'll have more than one. I'll leave work early to rush to Oakland Airport. I'll fly Southwest to score free peanuts. I'll stay in a hotel that's close to Papago. I'll check the route to get to the 202. I'll get up early and put on my A's clothes. I'll eat my free breakfast next to fans of the Angels. I'll head to Surprise or Sun City or Peoria, Scottsdale or Tempe or Maryvale or Mesa, Goodyear, Hohokam, the Ranch at Camelback, Good old Phoenix Muni or Salt River at Talking Stick. I'm right behind the bus with the Green and Gold. You'll find me going wherever the A's go. I'm not going to wait until Opening Day, I'm going to the desert to watch my team play. I'll bring along a Sharpie and get lots of autographs, I'll bring along a camera and get lots of photographs. I'll drink cold beer in the hot, hot sun. I'll get up and cheer in the hot, hot sun. I'll start the year in the hot, hot sun, And have me some fun!
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I am standing at my window, all the traffic rushing by. I am captive in my tower, watching life from way up high. I am weaker than a kitten, as I shuffle here and there, I feel like I've been bitten by the bug of woe and care. I want to run. I want to fly. I want to stretch up to the sky. Become who I was yesterday, not let life just pass me by. I want to fly. I want to run. I want to reach up to the sun. How I long for my tomorrow, when my old life has begun. I am tired of the struggle. I am tired of the pain. I am ready to be ready to live my life again. I didn't see this coming. It wasn't in my plan. It's been a long hard winter -- I’m ready for spring again. I want to run. I want to fly. I want to stretch up to the sky. Become who I was yesterday, not let life just pass me by. I want to fly. I want to run. I want to reach up to the sun. How I long for my tomorrow, when my old life has begun. Today I left my tower to go wander in the sun. Today I started walking; maybe tomorrow I can run. Cuz' I’m going to run. I’m going to fly. I’m going to stretch up to the sky. Become who I was yesterday, not let life just pass me by. I’m going to fly, I’m going to run. I’m going to reach up to the sun. Now I've started my tomorrow, and my old life has begun.
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Do you ever hear me calling? Do you ever hear me falling? When I’m singing, can you hear me? When I’m lonely are you near me? When I’m hidden, will you find me? When I’m broken, will you mind me? When I’m no one, do you know me? When I’m blinded, can you show me? Here I go again. Running to my friend. When I’m bruised or I’m battered or beaten down, you’re the rock I stand on. When I shiver, will you warm me? When I’m threatened, will you warn me? When I’m hungry, will you feed me? When I’m useless, will you need me? Here I go again. Leaning on my friend. When I’m bruised or I’m battered, or beaten down, You’re the oak I lean on. Here I go again. Grateful for my friend. When I’m bruised or I’m battered, or beaten down, You’re the one I count on. When I’m bruised or I’m battered, or beaten down, you’re the rock I stand on. You’re the oak I lean on. You’re the one I count on. Here I go again….
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Today you light your way with an electric candle; Today you’re licking frosting off a plastic cross. Today you’re sipping juice from a practice chalice, While you light your inner fire in front of us. Burn on, burn on, Electric Flame! It’s really quite a miracle to watch a baby grow, A whole new person where there was none before. A little lump of nothing with her little fists a-pumping, Mostly sleeping, weeping, eating and not much more. But when she opens up her eyes, surprise! Electric Flame! It’s really quite a miracle to watch a child grow; It takes a lot of little steps to walk out the door. But once they find their way and they learn to have their say, They grow brighter every day and teach us more and more. Burn on, burn on, Electric Flame! Today you light your way with an electric candle; Today you’re licking frosting off a plastic cross; Today you’re sipping juice from a practice chalice, While your inner fire grows -- we feel it warming us. Burn on, burn on, Electric Flame! It’s really quite a miracle to watch a young person grow; There are so many things they have to learn how to do. And they have to always work harder and always be smarter For their mother and their father and their aunties too. And they do! Burn on, burn on, Electric Flame! Today you light your way with an electric candle; Today you’re licking frosting off a plastic cross; Today you’re sipping juice from a practice chalice, With the inner flame of someone who inspires us. Burn on, burn on, burn on, burn on, burn on, burn on, Electric Flame!
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Stop to breathe for a minute, Stop to see for a minute, Stop to just be for a minute. Take a minute to step out on the back porch of your mind. Stop to breathe for a minute, Stop to see for a minute, Stop to just be for a minute. Take a minute for a picnic in the back yard of your mind. The unrelenting treadmill of your life keeps speeding up, And there's no finish line in sight. You tighten up, And that just causes more mistakes. Something's going to pop. And there's no time to take a break. You can not... Stop to breathe for a minute, Stop to see for a minute, Stop to just be for a minute. Take a minute to step out onto the back porch of your mind. Stop to breathe for a minute, Stop to see for a minute, Stop to just be for a minute. Take a minute for a picnic in the back yard of your mind. The crunch of the computers in your brain is like The crush of the commuters on the train. And while you Juggle all the pieces of the game, you have to wonder If you're going to go insane Unless you... Stop to breathe for a minute, Stop to see for a minute, Stop to just be for a minute. Take a minute to step out onto the back porch of your mind. Stop to breathe for a minute, Stop to see for a minute, Stop to just be for a minute. Take a minute for a picnic in the back yard of your mind. We'll never get more hours in the day, no time To take recess, to go outside and play. But still we Know that we have to find a way To keep the insanity at bay. And so we... Stop to breathe for a minute, Stop to see for a minute, Stop to just be for a minute. Take a minute to step out onto the back porch of your mind. Stop to breathe for a minute, Stop to see for a minute, Stop to just be for a minute. Take a minute for a picnic in the back yard of your mind. Take a minute for a picnic in the back yard of your mind. Take a minute for a picnic in the back yard of your mind. Take a minute.
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I know of places that I haven’t been to yet. I know of people that I haven’t talked to yet. I’m not quite ready to hang up my backpack yet. Save me a seat on the train, or the boat or jet.. I’ve got a ways to go, I’m not quite ready to slow…. down. I know some places where I haven’t walked the floor. Exotic buildings; I want to walk through their doors. Faces of people with smiles I’ve not seen before, Open my eyes and my mind to see even more. I’ve got a ways to go, I’m not quite ready to slow… down. From 30,000 feet your house looks pretty small. From a tiny airplane seat you can really see it all. Then you rise above the clouds where it’s always bright and sunny, then you land in a town with different food and different money, And it always gives me chills and it's always such a thrill to be going to a corner of the world I've never been before. I’ve got a ways to go while I’m still steady. I’ve got a ways to go – you know I’m ready. I’ve got a ways to go while I can climb the hills. I’ve got a ways to go while I can foot the bill. I’ve got a ways to go before I’m ready to slow….down. From 30,000 feet your house looks pretty small. From a tiny airplane seat you can really see it all. Then you rise above the clouds where it’s always bright and sunny, then you land in a town with different food and different money, And it always gives me chills and it's always such a thrill to be going to a corner of the world I've never been before. I’ve got a ways to go before I’m ready. I’ve got a ways to go before I’m ready to slow….down.
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If I had a pickup truck, that I drove through the dust and the muck into town each day, if I had a tar-paper shack by the river with fly paper windows half torn away, If I had a dog named Boo, the kind of dog who might be missing an ear or two If I caught my dinner each night from the river and washed it all down with a beer or two, Then I’d have the background to sing the blues, and I’d have a dog to sing them to, If I had a pickup truck…. But I drive a hybrid and it’s pretty shiny except for maybe a ding or two. And I have a redwood house up in the woods on a hill, with big windows and with a view. And I take the subway into the city, work at a computer in a cube- icle, come home and drink some wine with my honey and make a nice dinner for just us two. So I don’t know much about the blues, and I’d guess our cats probably think that too. But if I had a pickup truck… If Boo and I drove into town in our pickup, we’d stop at a diner for breakfast I think. I’d order the eggs and bacon to share with Boo; bottomless coffee for me to drink. But I like my fresh ground French roast in a press or sitting in Peet’s at a table for two. And then I come home and read the newspaper, with room on my lap for a cat or two. So you see why I can’t sing the blues because I’ll never have a dog named Boo. But if I had a pickup truck…. If I had a pickup truck….
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I used to think I stood alone. I used to think I’d do it on my own. I used to think it’s all on me. Burrowed down behind my wall, thinking I had to do it all. That’s the way I knew how to be. But one day I turned around to see My team was standing behind me. Now we can share our burdens and our dreams. We have a small but mighty team. You know we’re small but mighty, small but mighty, small but mighty, we’re small but mighty. We’ve got quite a team. Some of us might be a little taller; some of us might be a little smaller, but All together we can’t be beat. There’s not too much that you cannot do, when there’s someone standing next to you. Even when they’re many miles away, you know they’re there for you every day. Small but mighty, small but mighty, small but mighty, small but mighty. You know we‘ve got a small but mighty team. Some of us might be a little taller; some of us might be a little smaller, but All together we can’t be beat. Small but mighty, small but mighty, small but mighty, small but mighty. All together we’re a small but mighty team.
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I'm in a maze of twisty passages all alike. How did I get here? How did I get here? A maze of twisty passages all alike. How did I get here? How did I get here? Last thing I remember was a hall of mist; a rusty magic wand and a bridge of crystal, somehow ended up in maze of twisty passages, all like, all alike, all alike. I was standing at the end of a road before a small brick building, a small brick building. Around me was a forest and a stream flowing out of the building, out of the building. I went inside to pick up a lamp. Tried to rub it but nothing happened. Back on my way to a maze of twisty passages all alike, all alike, all alike. It's now pitch dark. If you proceed you will likely fall into a pit, fall into a pit. It's now pitch dark. If you proceed you will likely fall into a pit, fall into a pit. Turn on the lamp, say the magic word. Drop the magic wand and get the bird. I'm well on my way to the maze of twisty passages all alike, all alike, all alike. You know I could go on and on, but it wouldn't be that much of a song, if I didn't tie it back to something real, or a metaphor for something we all feel. So we won't go on to Witt's End; skip killing the dragon with our bare hands, and head on back to our maze of twisty passages all alike, all alike, all alike. My life is a maze of twisty passages, all alike, all alike. My life is a maze of twisty passages, all alike, all alike. Thank God for the magic, Thank God for the light, for the breath-taking views, and the birds in flight in this maze of twisty passages all alike. XYZZY.

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