because you are
because you are
because you are
because you are
because you are
i've got the trauma to stay
because you are
i scar the stranger betray
all of my senses ashamed
i will deny all that i'm afraid
lies will disguise
rules of time and endgames
because you are
because you are
because you are
because you are
because you are
i chew the rust off my face
because you are
i wipe the stain off my haze
because you are
i am released, born of age
because you are
i stare inside empty faith
i will deny all that i'm afraid
lies will disguise
rules of time and endgames
because you are
because you are
because you are
because you are
because you are
rinse the scars off my skin
because you are
i touch the scars of your skin
because you are
i let the travel begin
because you are
i let the travel begin
because you are
i let the travel begin
Infinite beauty, humbly and faint
In a mortal and breakable body You came
To rescue our souls from the debts they were in
Because of, in spite of, to cover my sins
Master and servant together in one
Come to redeem what our hearts had undone
Saviour of all, come to gather his kin
Because of, in spite of, to cover my sins
Holy, unbreakable, infinite God
Ever unchanging in all that You are
Light of the world and the sun and the stars
You are I am and I am because You are
Shepherd and pastured a wandering sheep
Gave up His life so our own we could keep
Soldier in battle for souls He might win
Because of, in spite of, to cover my sins
Holy, unbreakable, infinite God
Ever unchanging in all that You are
Light of the world and the sun and the stars
You are I am and I am because You are
Humbly forsaking His heavenly seat
Beaten, bloodied and washing my feet
Opened our eyes to what loving it means
The blood on my hands is what washes me clean
Holy, unbreakable, infinite God
Ever unchanging in all that You are
Light of the world and the sun and the stars
You are I am and I am because You are
Holy, unbreakable, infinite God
Ever unchanging in all that You are
Light of the world and the sun and the stars
You are I am and I am
You're not punk, and I'm telling everyone. Save your breath I never was one. You don't know what I'm all about, like killing cops and reading Kerouac. My enemies are all too familiar, they're the ones who used to call me friend. I'm coloring outside your guidelines. I was passing out while you were passing out your rules. 1 2 3 4 who's punk what's the score? I've got a friend, her name is Boxcar. Cigarettes and beer in El Sob. Her hair was blue, but now its green. I like her mind, she hates the scene. You're all alone...
I am just a poor boy
Though my story's seldom told
I have squandered my resistance
For a pocket full of mumbles such are promises
All lies and jests
Still a man hears what he wants to hear
And disregards the rest
When I left my home and my family
I was no more than a boy
In the company of strangers
In the quiet of the railway station running scared
Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters
Where the ragged people go
Looking for the places only they would know
Lie la lie ...
Asking only workman's wages
I come looking for a job
But I get no offers,
Just a come-on from the whores on Seventh Avenue
I do declare, there were times when I was so lonesome
I took some comfort there
Lie la lie ...
Then I'm laying out my winter clothes
And wishing I was gone
Going home
Where the New York City winters aren't bleeding me
Bleeding me, going home
In the clearing stands a boxer
And a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders
Of ev'ry glove that layed him down
Or cut him till he cried out
In his anger and his shame
"I am leaving, I am leaving"
But the fighter still remains
Lie la lie ...
You're not punk, and I'm telling everyone.
Save your breath, I never was one.
You don't know what I'm all about.
Like killing cops and reading Kerouac.
My enemies are all too familiar.
They're the ones who used to call me friend.
I'm coloring outside your guidelines.
I was passing out when you were passing our your rules.
One. Two. Three. Four.
Who's punk what's the score?
Got a friend.
Her name is Boxcar.
Cigarettes and beer in El Sob.
Her hair was blue, now it's green.
I like her mind.
She hates the scene.
You're on your own.
You're not punk, and I'm telling everyone. Save your breath I never was one. You don't know what I'm all about, like killing cops and reading Kerouac. My enemies are all too familiar, they're the ones who used to call me friend. I'm coloring outside your guidelines. I was passing out while you were passing out your rules. 1 2 3 4 who's punk what's the score? I've got a friend, her name is Boxcar. Cigarettes and beer in El Sob. Her hair was blue, but now its green. I like her mind, she hates the scene. You're all alone...
You led me to a oneway street to love
But I dont know where to stop
How far must I walk without you here as a guiding light
But I cant wait here forever
ooooh
And you always find the way to make me move
Enter the night
With steps faster than before
Like a boxer prepared before a fight
They don't want to know that we are alive
Enter the night
Clenching fists with the dawn
Not giving up without a fight
They don't want to know that we are alive
Open up your arms
For what ever comes
Enter the night
The wind is colder than before
It wants to cut us down to size
And they don't want to know that we're alive
Enter the nigh
Aim to even up the score
We'll never follow their design
Cause they don't want to know that we're alive
Enter the night
Moves more decisive than before
Like a boxer prepared before a fight
Oh don’t speak dirty things (?)
I know you feel like we can go inside
We can talk in private here
Tell me now of how they used to be
But I'm not crazy I'm just a little boy
And you’re not crazy you're just a little girl
We can find an old boxcar
In the woods to make our home
We can make a broom of weeds
And brush and sweep daddi's away
We were banned to being small
We can find a place and raise ourselves
You be ill with so much guilt
But we’ve assume that they got better now
But I'm not crazy I'm just a little boy
And you’re not crazy you're just a little girl
We can find an old boxcar
In the woods to make our home
Make a bed of maple leaves
Sleep with doves on the door
On the sill what we need
Keep our milk in the stream
We can make a broom weeds
I am just a poor boy though my story's seldom told
I have squandered my resistance for a pocketful of mumbles
Such are promises all lies and jest
Still a man hears what he wants to hear and disregards the rest
When I left home and my family
I was no more than a boy in the company of strangers
In the quiet of the railway station running scared laying low
Seeking out the poorer quarters where the ragged people go
Looking for the places only they would know
Lai la lai la la lai...
Asking only workman's wages I come looking for a job but I get no offers
Just a come on from the whores on Seventh Avenue
I do declare there were times when I was so lonesome I took some comfort there
[ banjo ]
Now I'm laying out my winter clothes and wishing I was gone going home
Where the New York City winters aren't bleeding me leading me going home
[ guitar ]
Lai la lai la la lai...
In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders of every glove that laid him down
And cut him till he cried out in his danger and his shame
I am leaving I am leaving but the fighter still remains
É um quebra quebra
é um mundo cão
meu café é puro
eu não quero mistura, não
não tô comendo nada
só swuingueira da Bahia
eu vô baixando a roupa
e fazendo a baixaria
baixaria uh!uh! baixaria
uh!baixaria uh!uh! baixaria
conversa mole
conversa fiada
sou eu o pagodart
o bam bam lá das paradas
APERTA, LEVANTA
e levanta poeira
eu sou samba de roda
samba de madeira
venha quebrando
que eu vou no swingão
joga a mão pra cima
bate palma e sai do chão
baixaria uh!uh! baixaria
uh! baixaria uh!uh! baixaria
Regardless of what I say, and regardless of what I do
My words, my thoughts, my breath, my song baby, they all belong to you
And I liken you to an angel, your wings your spirit in the sky
Oh you bring me life, you bring me love, smile on my sunshine
And your beauty's overflowing, your smile never fades
You shine through day, you shine through midnight skies
Sweet Maeflower – won't you dance away
And your skin it melts into my skin, and my hands across your face they glide
Your warmth, your comfort, embrace my soul, one kiss, one kiss to stay alive
So green the grass, so crisp the air, as our path, our path begins to grow
My hand in yours, your hand in mine, baby, I'll never let you go
And your beauty's overflowing, and your smile never fades
You shine through day, you shine through midnight skies
Sweet Maeflower – won't you dance away
And your beauty's overflowing, and your smile never fades
You shine through day, you shine through midnight skies
Sweet Mae
And your beauty's overflowing, and your smile never fades, no your smile never fades
You shine through day, through midnight skies
Sweet Mae
Won't you dance away yeah, away yeah, away yeah, la, la, la, la
Won't you dance away yeah, away yeah, away yeah, la, la, la, la, yeah
Won't you dance away
Won't you dance away yeah
"Because you are
Yeah yeah
You’re one of a kind
They don’t know why, they tell you
Your type’s hard to find
And in your heart you know it’s true
Somehow you’re not sure (now)
Oh, is this difference good or bad?
You’re so insecure (now)
You think oh what you wish you had.
(Oh what you wish you had)
You’ll open your eyes
You’ll get a grand surprise
You’ll be a star
Because you are
Because you are
Beyond the horizon
The future’s far away it seems
Just when you think you’re done
You’ll, discover the value in your dreams
Begin at the start (now)
You learn to overcome your fear
Simply follow your heart (now)
You’ll find it pays to persevere
(Pays to persevere)
You’ll open your eyes
You’ll get a grand surprise
You’ll be a star
Because you are
Because you are
Yeah yeah
Got your pride and your prose
Tucked just like a Tommy gun
Somewhere in the smoke
Just in case you need it
I know you got your pride and your prose
Tucked just like a Tommy gun
Somewhere in the smoke, just in case you need it, son
I heard it's been a ride rougher than the last one
What'd you used to say? Oh, the harder they come
But he, he swears he's praying for a good time
And he, he said he just doesn't miss her
And I have heard you never really lose it, do you?
Do you?
You took it all gracefully on the chin
Knowing that the beatings had to someday end
You found the bandages inside the band
And the stitches on the radio
But there was something heavy holding you down
And there were whispers that were driving you crazy
And now you haunt the heart of this town
Remember when I knew a boxer, baby
And your tattooed knuckles, oh how they grind down
Try to be a man, tough just like your father
Try to settle down, more like c-calm down
Remember them songs and the reasons we were singing for
But he said he just doesn't miss her
And he, he says it's somewhere in his framework
And I have heard you never really lose it, do you?
Do you?
You took it all gracefully on the chin
Knowing that the beatings had to someday end
You found the bandages inside the band
And the stitches on the radio
But there was something heavy holding you down
And there were reasons that were driving you crazy
Until you haunt the heart of this town
Remember when I knew a boxer, baby
And you can wait all night long
Until it all goes wrong
And you waste away your soul
And you can wait, wait, wait, wait
You took it all gracefully on the chin
Knowing that the beatings had to someday end
You found the bandages inside the band
And the stitches on the radio
But there was something heavy holding you down
And there were whispers that were driving you crazy
And now you haunt the heart of this town
Remember when I knew a boxer, baby
this one goes on to you,
all the reasons i know.
this one goes on to you,
i never had a clue.
so this is what i do,
this is the people i know,
you know i miss your touch,
when we ran out of love.
i gotta thorn in my side,
i never get it out.
i got things to hide,
i rather live without.
and after the boxcar's gone,
and into setting sun,
we split up in two,
just like my favourite tune.
i dont envy you you feel the same way..
and after the boxcar's gone,
and into setting sun,
we split up in two,
just like my favourite tune.
35,000–40,000 
