JEWEL LYRICS

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"Who Will Save Your Soul"

 

 

People living their lives for you on TV

They say they're better than you and you agree

He says "Hold my calls for me I must go"

The boss says "Come here boy, there ain't nothin' for free"

Another doctor's bill, another lawyer's bill

Another cute cheap thrill

You know you love him if you put in your will

Who will save your soul when it comes to the flower

Who will save your soul after all the lies that you told, boy

Who will save your soul if you won't save your own?

We try to hustle them, try to bustle them, try to cuss them

The cops want someone to bust down on Orleans Avenue

Another day, another dollar, another war, another tower

Went up where the homeless had their homes

So we pray to as many different God's as there are flowers

But we call religion our friend

We're so worried about saving our souls

Afraid that God will take His toll

That we forget to begin

Who will save your soul when it comes to the flower

Who will save your soul after all the lies that you told, boy

Who will save your soul if you won't save your own?

Some are walking, some are talking, some are stalking their kill

You got social security, but that don't pay your bills

There are addictions to feed and there are mouths to pay

So you bargain with the Devil, say you're o.k. for today,

You say that you love them, take their money and run

Say it's been swel, sweetheart, but it was just one of those things

Those flings, those strings you've got to cut,

So get out on the streets, girls, and bust you butts.

Who will save you soul when it comes to the flower

Who will save you soul after all the lies that you told, boy

Who will save your soul if you won't save you own?

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"Pieces Of You"

 

She's an ugly girl, does it make you want to kill her?

She's an ugly girl, do you want to kick in her face?

She's an ugly girl, she doesn't pose a threat.

She's an ugly girl, does she make you feel safe?

Ugly girl, ugly girl, do you hate her

'Cause she's pieces of you?

She's a pretty girl, does she make you think nasty thoughts?

She's a pretty girl, do you want to tie her down?

She's a pretty girl, do you call her a ######?

She's a pretty girl, did she sleep with your whole town?

Pretty girl, pretty girl, do you hate her

'Cause she's pieces of you?

You say he's a ######, does it make you want to hurt him?

You say he's a ######, do you want to bash in his brain?

You say he's a ######, does he make you sick to our stomach?

You say he's a ######, are you afraid you're just the same?

######, ######, do you hate him

'Cause he's pieces of you?

You say he's a Jew, does it me that he's tight?

You say he's a Jew, do you want to hurt his kids tonight?

You say he's a Jew, he'll never wear that funny hat again.

You say he's a Jew, as though being born were a sin.

Oh Jew, oh Jew, do you hate him

'Cause he's pieces of you?

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"Little Sister"

 

Hey little sister I heard you went to Mr. So and So, knock knock knockin on his door

again last night, said you needed it bad-

you know that ain't right

'Cause so many times you've come to me cry-crying

trying to stop. you said it hurts so bad

But please don't let you

go back for more

My little sister is a Zombie in a body

with no soul in a role she has learned to play

in a world today where nothing else matters

but it matters, we gotta start feeding our souls

Not our addiction or afflictions of pain

to avoid the same questions we must

ask ourselves to get any answers

We gotta start feeding our souls

have been lost to the millions with lots

who feed on addiction selling pills and what's hot

I wish I could save her from all their delusions

all the confusion

of of a nation that starves for salvation

but clothing is the closest to approximation

to God and He only knows that drugs

are all we know of love

Every day we starve while we eat white bread

and beer instead of a hadshake or hug

We spill the pills and sweep them

under the rug

My little sister is a Zombie in a body

with no soul in a role she has learned to play

in a world today where nothing else matters

but it matters, we gotta start feeding our souls

Hey little sister I heard you went to Mr. So and So's

Knockin' on his door again last night

Said you needed more

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"Foolish Games"

 

You took your coat off and stood in the rain,

You're always crazy like that.

And I watched from my window,

Always felt I was outside looking in on you.

You're always the mysterious one with

Dark eyes and careless hair,

You were fashionably sensitive

But too cool to care.

You stood in my doorway, with nothing to say

Besides some comment on the weather.

 

[Pre-Chorus 1]

Well in case you failed to notice,

In case you failed to see,

This is my heart bleeding before you,

This is me down on my knees, and...

 

[Chorus]

These foolish games are tearing me apart,

And your thoughtless words are breaking my heart.

You're breaking my heart.

You're always brilliant in the morning,

Smoking your cigarettes and talking over coffee.

Your philosophies on art, Baroque moved you.

You loved Mozart and you'd speak of your loved ones

As I clumsily strummed my guitar.

You'd teach me of honest things,

Things that were daring, things that were clean.

Things that knew what an honest dollar did mean.

I hid my soiled hands behind my back.

Somewhere along the line, I must've gone

Off track with you.

 

[Pre-Chorus 2]

Well, excuse me, guess I've mistaken you for somebody else,

Somebody who gave a ######,

Somebody more like myself.

 

[Chorus]

You took your coat off,

Stood in the rain,

You're always crazy like that.

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"Near You Always"

 

Please don't say I love you,

those words touch me much too deeply

and they make my core tremble

Don't think you realize the effect you have over me

Please don't look at me like that

It just makes me want to make you near me always

Please don't kiss me so sweet

it makes me crave a thousand kisses to follow

And please don't touch me like that

makes every other embrace seem pale and shallow

And please don't come so close

it just makes me want to make you near me always

Please don't bring me flowers

they only whisper the sweet things you'd say

Don't try to understand me

your hands already know too much anyway

It just makes me want to make you near me always

And when you look in my eyes

please know my heart is in your hands

It's nothing that I understand, but when in your arms

you have complete power over me

So be gentle if you please, 'cause

Your hands are in my hair, but my heart is in your teeth

And it makes me want to make you near me always

Your hands are in my hair, but my heart is in your teeth

And it makes me want to make you near me always

I want to be near you always

I want to be near you always

I want to be near you always

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"Painters"

 

Eighty years, an old lady now, sitting on the front porch

Watching the clouds roll by

They remind her of her lover, how he left her, and of times long ago.

When she used to color carelessly painted his portrait

A thousand times-or maybe just his smile-

And she and her canvas would follow him wherever he would go

'Cause they were painters and they were painting themselves

A lovely world.

Oil streaked daisies covered the living room wall

He put water-colored roses in her hair

He said, "Love, I love you, I want to give you mountains, the sunshine,

the sunset too

I just want to give you everything as beautiful as you are to me

'Cause they were painters and they were painting themselves

A lovely world.

So they sat down and made a drawing of their love, an art to live by

They painted every, passion every home, created every beautiful child

in the winter they were weavers of warmth,

in summer they were carpenters of love

They thought blue prints were too sad so they made them yellow

'Cause they were painters and they were painting themselves

A lovely world.

Until one day the rain fell as thick as black oil

And in her heart she knew something was wrong

She went running

through the orchard screaming,

'No God, don't take him from me!,'

But buy the time she got there, she feared he already had gone

She got to where he lay, water-colored roses in his hands for her

She threw them down screaming, '###### you man, don't leave me

with nothing left behind but these cold paintings, these cold portraits

to remind me!

He said, 'Love I leave, but only a little, try to understand

I put my soul in this life we created with these four hands

Love, I leave, but only a little this world holds me still

My body may die now, but these paintings are real.'

So many seasons came and many seasons went

and many times she saw her loves face watering the flowers,

talking tot he trees and singing to his children

And when the wind blew, she knew he was listening,

and how he seamed to laugh along, and how he seemed to hold her

when she was crying

'Cause they were painters and they were painting themselves

A lovely world.

Eighty years, an old lady now, sitting on the front porch

Watching the clouds roll by, they remind her of her lover

how he left her and of times long ago, when she used to color carelessly,

Painted his portrait a thousand times, or maybe just his smile,

and she and her canvas would follow him wherever he would go

Yes, she and her canvas still follow

Because they are painters and they are painting themselves

A lovely world

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"Morning Song"

 

Let the phone ring, let's go back to sleep

Let the world spin outside out door, you're the only one that I wanna see

Tell your boss you're sick, hurry, get back in I'm getting cold

Get over here and warm my hands up, boy, it's you they love to hold

And stop thinking about what your sister said

Stop worrying about it, the cat's already been fed

Come on darlin', let's go back to bed

Put the phone machine on hold

Leave the dishes in the sink

Do not answer the door

It's you that I adore-

I'm gonna give you some more

We'll sit on the front porch, the sun can warm my feet

You can drink you coffee with sugar and cream

I'll drink my decaf herbal tea

Pretend we're perfect strangers and that we never met...

My how you remind me of a man I used to sleep with

that's a face I'd never forget

You can be Henry Miler and I'll be Anais Nin

Except this time it'll be even better,

We'll stay together in the end

Come on darlin', let's go back to bed

Put the phone machine on hold

Leave the dishes in the sink

do not answer the door

It's you that I adore-

I'm gonna give you some more

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"Adrian"

 

Adrian came home again last summer

Things just haven't been the same around here

People talk

People stare

Oh, Adrian, come out and play

An unfortunate accident in a canoe

Dr. said, 'I'm sorry not much I can do'

The air was so still

His eyes did not blink

Oh, Adrian, come out and play

Little Mary Epperson liked him

She vowed always to watch after him

Still he did not move

Dr. said it's no use

Oh, Adrian, come out and play

She sat by his side, watched the years fly by

He looked so fragile, he looked so small

She wondered why he was still alive at all

Everyone in town had that 'I'm sorry look'

They talked in a whispered hush, said

'I'd turn the machines off'

But still she sat by his side

Said, 'Life he won't be denied

Oh, Adrian, come out and play

Yellow flowers decorate his bedroom

Sign above his door says 'Welcome Home'

But he just sits and stares

He's awake but he's still not there

Oh, Adrian, come out and play

She sat by his side, watched the years fly by

He looked so fragile, he looked so small

She wondered why he was still alive at all

Little Mary Epperson grew up lovely

She still comes to visit him on Sundays

He's like an unused toy

He's got big hands but the mind of a little boy

Oh, Adrian, come out and play

Adrian came home again last summer

Things just haven't been the same around here

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"I'm Sensitive"

 

I was thinking that I might fly today

Just to disprove all the things you say

It doesn't take a talent to be mean

Your words can crush things that are unseen

So please be careful with me, I'm sensitive

And I'd like to stay that way.

You always tell me that is impossible

To be respected and be a girl

Why's it gotta be so complicated?

Why you gotta tell me if I'm hated?

So please be careful with me, I'm sensitive

And I'd like to stay that way.

I was thinking that it might do some good

If we robbed the cynics and took all their food

That way what they believe will have taken place

And we can give it to people who have some faith

So please be careful with me, I'm sensitive

And I'd like to stay that way.

I have this theory that if we're told we're bad

Then that's the only idea we'll ever have

But maybe if we are surrounded in beauty

Someday we will become what we see

'Cause anyone can start a conflict

it's harder yet to disregard it

I'd rather see the world from another angle

We are everyday angels

Be careful with me 'cause I'd like to stay that way

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"You Were Meant For Me"

 

hear the clock, it's six a.m.

I feel so far from where I've been

I got my eggs and my pancakes too

I got my maple syrup, everything but you.

I break the yolks, make a smiley face

I kinda like it in my brand new place

I wipe the spots off the mirror

Don't leave the keys in the door

Never put wet towels on the floor anymore' cause

Dreams last for so long

even after you're gone

I know you love me

And soon you will see

You were meant for me

And I was meant for you.

I called my momma, she was out for a walk

Consoled a cup of coffee but it didn't wanna talk

So I picked up a paper, it was more bad news

More hearts being broken or people being used

Put on my coat in the pouring rain

I saw a movie it just wasn't the same

'Cause it was happy and I was sad

It made me miss you oh so bad 'cause

Dreams last for so long

Even after you're gone

I know you love me

And soon you will see

You were meant for me

And I was meant for you.

I go about my business, I'm doin fine

Besides what would I say if I had you on the line

Same old story, not much to say

Hearts are broken, everyday.

I brush my teeth and put the cap back on

I know you hate it when I leave the light on

I pick a book up. Turn the sheets down.

Take a deep breath and a good look around

Put on my pjs and hop into bed

I'm half alive but I feel mostly dead

I try and tell myself it'll be all right

I just shouldn't think anymore tonight 'cause

Dreams last for so long

Even after you're gone

I know you love me

And soon I know you will see

You were meant for me

And I was meant for you

 

Yeah.... You were meant for me and I was meant for you.

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"Don't"

 

Don't walk too close

Don't breathe so soft

Don't talk so sweet

Don't sing

Don't lay oh so near

Please don't let me fall in love with you again

Please let me forget

all those sweet smiles

all of the passion

all of the heat, the peace, the pain

all those blue skies

where your words were my freedom

Please, don't let me fall in love with you again

Too many times

I've cared too much

I stood on the edge

and say that you held my hand

and knowing too well

I couldn't hide from those eyes

Please, don't let me fall in love with you again

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"Daddy"

 

My bones are tired, Daddy

I don't get enough sleep

I don't eat as good as I could, Daddy

What's that say about me?

Sometimes I sleep past noon, Daddy

Drink lots of black coffee and I smoke like a chimney.

Yes, I left the refrigerator door half open, Daddy.

What's that say about me?

Sometimes I want to rip out your throat, Daddy

For all those things you said that were mean.

Gonna make you just as vulnerable as I was, Daddy

What's that say about me?

Sometimes I want to bash in your teeth, Daddy.

Gonna use your tongue as a stamp

Gonna rip your heart out the way you did mine, Daddy

Go ahead and psycho-analyze that.

'Cause I'm your creation, I'm your love, Daddy.

Grew up to be and do all those sick things you said I'd do

Well last night I saw you sneak out your window

With your white hood, Daddy

What's' that say about you?

I'm sloppy, what's that say about you?

I'm messy, what's that say about you?

My bones are tired, Daddy

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"Angel Standing By"

 

All through the night I'll be watching over you

And all through the night I'll be standing over you

And through bad dreams I'll be right there baby

telling you everything's going to be alright

When you cry I'll be there baby

telling you were never nothing less than beautiful

So don't you worry

I'm you Angel standing by

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"Amen"

 

You're mothers' child

but night lays you down

hair aflame, wile look in your eye

Naked belly to the ground

A forest fire

Nibbles at your veins

Crawls up your arm

runs away with your mind

And burns dry thoughts like leaves

Amen

Eyes stare up

but something's in the way

In the Bible only angels have wings

And the rest must wait to be saved

A dry tongue

Screams at the sky

But the wind just breathes words in

As a strange bird tries to fly

Amen

Pieces of us die everyday

As though our flesh were hell

Such injustice, as children we are told

That from God we fell.

Where are my angels?

Where's my golden one?

Where's my hope

now that my heroes have gone?

Some are being beaten

Some are being born.

And some can't tell the difference anymore

Amen

Hallelujah

Hallelujah

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