Sunday 8 PM lyrics

Oh I wish I could be
touched by the hem of his garment

To be proud has
Never been
So mean, so hard, so stern, so cruel
Oh I wish I could be
Touched by the hem of his garment

Mmmm mmmm I've come a long way
Mmmm mmmm I've come a long way
Mmmm mmmm I've come a long way
Mmmm mmmm I've come a long way
Mmmm mmmm I've come a long way

Touch the hem of his garment

And anger should be

New York, New York temperature's droppin'
The band's out shoppin' not stoppin' till ears pop
Cops protect shops, lotsa yellow cabs and bell hops
An' it never stops
I'm waiting to do an interview, so much to tell you
Today i feel close enough to smell you
Additional date they were planning just fell through
Florida's out, we fly September 22 to Heathrow
So there's not really long to go

This is my church, this is where I heal my hurts
It's a natural grave of watching young life shape
It's in minor keys, solutions and remedies
Enemies becoming friends when bitterness ends
This is my church, this is my church

This is my church

This is my church, this is where I heal my hurts
It's in the world I become contained in the hum
between voice and drum

I'm sittin' at a coffee table, unable to see straight
Watchin' parallel lines unwind and undulate
Behind the rain-streaked windowpane, the scene's bleak
Another train leavin' home,
conceding defeat with a low moan
Hangin' in A sky, made of stone
Everybody's leavin' home, I called my man Jerome
To come meet me in the twilight zone
Leave your mobile phone at home and come alone

1. The Garden - Faithless
Beg you listen me, don't be kissing me 'til I'm done
Unsung champion, reason, like seasoning
Pepper your thoughts with spice, and entice you to a space
Where I dwell with bass players and layers and loops
Think what I think with my prayers. It's nice. My world is everything I've
become
Contained in the hum between voice and drum

F/ Sabrina Setlur

"Ich will meine Familie zurÃck"

Ich steh auf EinsamstraÃe Nummer 53 Und wÃnscht' ich hÃtt' ne Familie,

die vernÃnftig mit mir umgeht Ich war gÃnstig zu haben,

jetzt steh' ich leer seit hundert Tagen Nachts

kommen Knaben, die mir Scheiben einschlagen

Nich' zu ertragen, doch ich trag' die

Don't go

I didn't know you'd be here

and I wasn't meant to come

I'd be sitting watching TV

If there was anything decent on

If I'd missed the taxi

Or found nothing good to weare

But for some uncertain reason

Some strange uncertain reason

This is how it all

It all began

Why go?

Why go?

When you could stay a while

If I made some coffe

You know that I'm foolish
Playing king for a day
I hang with my people
Whenever I can

They say that I'm scruffy, misguided and blue
Like a fly on a string
There's a web that surrounds you
But I will find a way in

Yeah, in your hour of need
Iâll be there, yes I will
Yeah, in your hour of need
Iâll be there, yes I will

You laid a place at your table

Beg you listen me, don't be kissing me 'til I'm done
Unsung champion, reason, like seasoning
Pepper your thoughts with spice, and entice you to a space
Where I dwell with bass players and layers and loops
Think what I think with my prayers. It's nice. My world is everything I've become
Contained in the hum between voice and drum
I'm coming from the same place I'm still running from

I lift you off the earth mundane and glum
Out the solar system, way past the sun
Till all the fear in your heart is gone, and so on

Walking through the world with no pressure
Inner peace beyond measure
I was leaving wherever I came in
When a man said, stop
I wanna have what you have
And get what you got

I got it sleeping rough on the streets in the rain

Maxi Jazz:
Mmm, come to papa
I see you working,
through the beat curtain in the kitchen.
Switchin, leavin' me twitchin',
I'm itchin' to be kissin' you
But discipline is the rule,
so I sit my own juicy [??] in that cool sheet
Irresistible
We fool around twice a week, she make me weak
Nice when she put her tongue in my cheek
Not petite, baby got a large physique

I'm sittin' at a coffee table, unable to see straight
Watchin' parallel lines unwind and undulate
Behind the rain-streaked windowpane, the scene's bleak
Another train leavin' home,
conceding defeat with a low moan
Hangin' in A sky, made of stone
Everybody's leavin' home, I called my man Jerome
To come meet me in the twilight zone
Leave your mobile phone at home and come alone

The long way home....
Now I'm in the flow (11x)
The long way home.... (4x)

I've been in places by chance, never intended to go.
And so ended my youth, I once depended on proof,
now I'm in the flow.
There are things I know beyond knowing.
Seems growing.
I lift ya of the earth, mundane and glum, out the
solar system, way past the sun. Till my
kingdom come.

I'm on lonely street, I'm on the wrong track.
Only one thing left, somebody bring my family back.
I'm on lonely street, I'm on the wrong track.
Only one thing left, somebody bring my family back.

Somebody bring my family back... (10x)
I'm on lonely street, I'm on the wrong track.
Only one thing left, somebody bring my family back.
I'm on lonely street, I'm on the wrong track.

You know that I'm foolish, playing king for a day
I hang with my people whenever I can.
You say that I'm scruffy, misguided and blue,
like a fly on a string.
There's a web that surrounds you, but I will
find a way in.
Yeah, in your hour of need I'll be there, yes I will.
Yeah, in your hour of need I'll be there, yes I will.

You lay a place at your table, let me sleep in your bed

Dido:
Oh, Darling, I miss you.
An boy has it hard
The thought of you leavin'
is breakin' my heart

Maxi Jazz:
New York, New York, temperature's droppin'
The band's out shoppin', not stoppin' 'til ears pop
Cops protect shops, lots of yellow cabs and bellhops
And it never stops
I'm waitin' to do an interview, so much to tell you
Today I feel close enough to smell you

This is my church
This is where I heal my hurts
This is my church
This is where I heal my hurts
This is my church
This is where I heal my hurts

It's a natural grace
Of watching young life shape
It's in minor keys
Solutions and remedies
Enemies becoming friends
When bitterness ends

This is my church (2x)
This is where I heal my hurts
For tonight
God is a DJ

This is my church

Stay a while (2x)

I didn't know you'd be here, and I wasn't meant to come.
I'd be sitting watching TV if there was anything decent on.
If I made some coffee, would you sit and talk some more?
I know words are usually pointless, when you used them all before.
The way you smile fills the room --
Stay awhile. Kick off your shoes. Don't go. Please stay. --
It always happened this way.