Jewel

Hands
Kiss The Flame
Morning Song
Pieces Of You
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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 that 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 bitch?
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 faggot, does it make you want to hurt him?
You say he's a faggot, do you want to kick in his brain?
You say he's a faggot, does he make you sick to your stomach?
You say he's a faggot, are you afraid you're just the same?
Faggot, faggot, do you hate him cause he's pieces of you?
You say he's a Jew, does it mean 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?
Do you hate him cause he's pieces of you?

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Morning Song

Let the phone ring, let's go back to sleep
Let the world spin outside our 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 your 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 Miller 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
Let the phone ring, let go back to bed

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Kiss The Flame

Please love let's make no impartial vow
Let all fall away
That's not crucial now
I want a brave love,one that makes me weak in the knees
I want a crazy,crazy love
One that makes me come undone at the seams
'Cause I'm tired of all these pilgrims,these puritans,these thieves
Of all these unbelievers who wittle love down at the knees
Let the world fall into its sleep
For we shall be spared
We shall be left standing
To face what's left of concrete and honey
CHORUS:
Kiss the flame
Let's run with the hunted,the untamed
Kiss the flame
Embrace the faceless,the unnamed
Kiss the flame
There are nightmares on the sidewalks
There are jokes on TV
Ther are people selling thoughtlessness
With such casualty
But wherfore art thou Romeo
Wher have all the brave men gone
Show me one man who knows his own heart
To him I shall belong
(chorus)
Kiss the flame
Kiss the flame
Please love let's make no impartial vow

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Hands

If I could tell the world just one thing
It would be that we're all ok
And not to worry because worry is wasteful
and useless in times like these
I will not be made useless
I won't be idled with despair
I will gather myself around my faith
for light does the darkness most fear
My hands are small, I know,
but they're not yours they are my own
but they're not yours they are my own
and I am never broken
Poverty stole your golden shoes
but it didn't steal your laughter
And heartache came to visit me
but i knew it wasn't ever after
We will fight, not out of spite
for someone must stand up for what's right
cause where there's a man who has no voice
there ours shall go singing
In the end only kindness matters
In the end only kindness matters
I will get down on my knees and I will pray
I will get down on my knees and I will pray
I will get down on my knees and I will pray
My hands are small, I know,
but they're not yours they are my own
but they're not yours they are my own
and I am never broken
My hands are small, i know,
but they're not yours they are my own
but they're not yours they are my own
and I am never broken
We are never broken
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's mind
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's heart
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's eyes
God's hands
We are God's hands
God's hands
We are God's hands

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