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This song is the essential "Live at the Sin-é," but in the more crucial (not close to perfection because it is perfect) "Sketches for my sweetheart the drunk" (which also are "murder suicide meteor", "everybody here loves you" and "New Year's Prayer". And, as the same Buckley says: "je n'en connais pas le end." Anyway, to not even bother to look, here songs in altavista.

I know We Could Be So Happy Baby (If We Wanted to)

There's no easy answer None to blame or

forgive Two cripples dancing To the end we


live with you I'm not
Not of you Not with you, Not of you
You are soft and young to me
I am the ghost who comes and goes
And I hope I’ll catch you
In the throws of one last look at the wonder
One last look at the wonder

O, God, I love you
And all the past we once knew
Some other love becomes you
Whatever else we come to
I know we could be so happy, baby
If we wanted to be

You are soft and young to me
I am the ghost who comes and goes
I'm hoping that I’ll catch you in the throws
Of one last look at joy that we’ve become

But there’s no easy answer, none to blame or forgive
We were two cripples dancing
To the bitter end we live
I’m not with you, but of you
I’m not with you but of you

O, God, I loved you
And all the past we once knew
Some other love becomes you
Whatever else it comes to
I know we could be so happy, baby
If we wanted to be

We had a birthplace in common
We had separate beds and lives

I’ll just sit here and glow
Break out the oldest pictures
Hand your ruined letters out to dry
We had a birthplace in common
And separate beds and lives
And lives, and lives

I know that we could be so happy, baby
If we wanted to be
I know that we could be so happy, baby
Yeah oh.

know we could be as happy (if we wanted)

No easy answers. No one to blame no one to forgive. Two lame dancing. We live up to the end. I'm not with you and yours. You are so young and sweet to me. I am the ghost who comes and goes, which it hopes to catch you last look at the wonder. I love you, God, I love you and I love all the past we met. Some other love is yours or whatever we wait. I know we could be so happy if we had wanted. Birth had in common. Beds and separate lives. I'll sit anywhere and I'll shine. Break the older photos and put your cards in the open until the words are erased. I know we could be happy if we wanted. I know we could be happy. Yes