1258. Metamorphosis 2 - Philip Glass

1257. A Sunday smile - Beirut

All I want is the best for our lives my dear,
And you know my wishes are sincere.
What's to say for the days I cannot bear

A Sunday smile you wore it for a while.
A cemetery mile we paused and sang.
A Sunday smile you wore it for a while.
A cemetery mile we paused and sang.
A Sunday smile and we felt true. (and)

We burnt to the ground
Left a view to admire
With buildings inside church of white.
We burnt to the ground left a grave to admire.
And as we reach for the sky, reach the church of white.

A Sunday smile you wore it for a while.
A cemetery mile we paused and sang.
A Sunday smile you wore it for a while.
A cemetery mile we paused and sang.
A Sunday smile and we felt true.

1256. Put your money on me - Arcade Fire

Put your money on me
If you think I'm losing you, you must be crazy
All your money on me
I'm never gonna let you go, even when it's easy

Put your money on me
Go tuck me into bed, and wake me when I'm dead
I know that you gotta be free
But I'm never gonna let it go

If there was a race
A race for your heart
It started before you were born
Above the chloroform sky
Clouds made of ambien
Sitting on carpets in the basement of heaven

We were born innocent, but it lies today
And baby you can give all the money away
But if there's a race, a race for your heart
It's over, before it starts

Singing put your money on me
If you think I'm losing you, you must be crazy
All your money on me
I'm never gonna let you go, even when it's easy

Put your money on me
Go tuck me into bed, and wake me when I'm dead
I know that you gotta be free
But I'm never gonna let it go

All my presents are broken, before they're open
And the promises, the second they're spoken
I know I've been different
My skin keeps shedding
My mother was crying on the day of our wedding

Trumpets of angels call for my head
But I fight through the ether and I quit when I'm dead
If you want to know who'll be there in the end
When you bury me baby, I'll still be your friend

Singing put your money on me
If you think I'm losing you, you must be crazy
All your money on me
I'm never gonna let you go, even when it's easy

Put your money on me
Or tuck me into bed, and wake me when I'm dead
I know that you gotta be free
But I'm never gonna let it go

Singing put your money on all your money on me
I know it's not the last time
Put your money on all your money on me
(Put your money on me) I know it's not easy

The Silicon Valleys melted back into silicon
We'll find a way to survive

Singing put your money on me
If you think I'm losing you, you must be crazy
All your money on me (All your money on me)
I'm never gonna let you go, even when it's easy

Put your money on me (Put your money on me)
Go tuck me into bed, then wake me when I'm dead
I know that you gotta be free (I know that you gotta be free)
But I'm never gonna let it go

Singing put your money on all your money on me
(Put your money on me) I know it's not the last time
Put your money on all your money on me (put your money on)
I know it's not easy

1255. Mystery of love - Sufjan Stevens

Oh, to see without my eyes
The first time that you kissed me
Boundless by the time I cried
I built your walls around me
White noise, what an awful sound
Fumbling by Rogue River
Feel my feet above the ground
Hand of God, deliver me

Oh, oh whoa whoa is me
The first time that you touched me
Oh, will wonders ever cease?
Blessed be the mystery of love

Lord, I no longer believe
Drowned in living waters
Cursed by the love that I received
From my brother's daughter
Like Hephaestion, who died
Alexander's lover
Now my riverbed has dried
Shall I find no other?

Oh, oh whoa whoa is me
I'm running like a plover
Now I'm prone to misery
The birthmark on your shoulder reminds me

How much sorrow can I take?
Blackbird on my shoulder
And what difference does it make
When this love is over?
Shall I sleep within your bed
River of unhappiness
Hold your hands upon my head
Till I breathe my last breath

Oh, oh whoa whoa is me
The last time that you touched me
Oh, will wonders ever cease?
Blessed be the mystery of love