| Lyrics | Song Title |
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| Is this a picture of Otis Redding? | |
| Cause if I were here and you were there I'd meet you in between | |
| Sit in a circle facing the sun Soak it in while you can Winter is on | |
| Well, they say That Santa Fe Is less than Ninety miles away | |
| I feel you shift my weight around I squirm and coil beneath your flesh | |
| Now that you've become a man, looking very mean Got a nice shiny sports car, keep it very clean | |
| The grime of countless workdogs Has collected in my sink I tie my nose with spandex hose Before I get a drink | |
| Oh, that it's the salt that's in our tears Oh, 'cause we could have come so very far Oh, in at least as many years | |
| | Lyrics | Song Title |
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| So you don't need to guess What otherwise I'd say aloud And watch it float just like a cloud. | |
| Dont you see anything that you'd like to try? | |
| And I kneel by the river and I feel the sand and the wind The wind from beyond the mountain | |
| Hold the wheel, read the sign Keep the tires off the line Just relax, you're doing fine | |
| You could see him every day Just walking down the line With his old brown sack across his back And his long hair down behind | |
| Thunder calls through waterfalls Rising tides and ocean walls | |
| I'm in my bed asleep and then I wake up with a vision blurred And all my efforts are deterred | |
| I wheeled around because I Didn't hear what you had said | |
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VH1's 100 Songs ('90s)
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