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Rosanne Cash Rules Of Travel

rules Like one, don't let the sun go down on Two, love but are undone by Three, whose name is I won't even start before we learn the rules of travel

(Craig Northey) Do you wanna be honest, or do you wanna win? You could have it all if you could gracefully give in. Like when a martyr go sees a martyr

(Rosanne Cash, John Leventhal) There's a cross above the baby's bed, A saviour in her dreams. But she was not delivered then, And the baby became me

(Marc Cohn, John Leventhal) Three steps down below the city streets. In our private room, the colour all runs out. An' not a sound, the smoke curls

I am the keeper of a very old flame. It's long been ignored, but it's not been completely in vain. And all that I was, I gave that to you. And if it'

(Rosanne Cash, John Leventhal, Robert Burke Warren) Baptize her with bitter tears till she knows your pain is real Next time you see her on her knees

I stand here by the Western Wall Maybe a little of that wall Stands inside of us all I shove my prayers in the cracks I got nothing to lose No one to