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The Man That Can't Be Moved

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Salah satu lagu yang selalu menemani saya dikantor kalau pagi, sebelum menghadapi setumpuk pekerjaan yang mengantri untuk diselesaikan satu-satu, selain James Morrison, Incubus, Dishwalla, David Cook, Peter Cox dan teman-temannya, plus secangkir kopi tentunya 😉 . The Script – The Man That Can’t Be Moved. Lagu yang sudah nggak bisa dikatakan baru lagi, tapi masih enaklah kalau buat didengerin pagi-pagi (menurut saya lho.. 😉  ).

Kalau yang biasa saya dengerin tiap pagi bukan yang versi unpluggednya sih. Berhubung yang di youtube untuk non unplugged (apa sih istilahnya?) nggak bisa di-embed jadi ya sudahlah kalian saya share yang versi unplugged-nya aja, sama-sama enak kok.

Going Back to the corner where I first saw you
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I’m not gonna move
Got some words on cardboard, got your picture in my hand
saying, “if you see this girl can you tell her where I am”

Some people try to hand me money, they don’t understand
I’m not broke I’m just a broken hearted man
I know it makes no sense but what else can I do
How can I move on when I’m still in love with you

Cuase If one day you wake up and find your missing me
and your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be
Thinkin maybe you’ll come back here to the place that we’d meet
And you’ll see me waiting for you on our corner of the street
So I’m not moving, I’m not moving

Policeman says, “son you can’t stay here”
I said, “there’s someone I’m waiting for If it’s a day, a month, a year”
Gotta stand my ground even if it rains or snows
If she changes her mind this is the first place she will go

Cause If one day you wake up and find your missing me
and your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be
Thinkin maybe you’ll come back here to the place that we’d meet
And you’ll see me waiting for you on our corner of the street
So I’m not moving, I’m not moving,
I’m not moving, I’m not moving

People talk about the guy that’s waiting on a girl
There are no holes in his shoes but a big hole in his world

Maybe i’ll get famous as the man who can’t be moved
Maybe you wont mean to but you’ll see me on the news
And you’ll come running to the corner
cuase you’ll know it’s just for you
Im the man who can’t be moved

Going Back to the corner where I first saw you
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I’m not gonna move

[devieriana]

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You & I Both

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Was it you who spoke the words that things would happen but not to me?
while things are gonna happen naturally
Oh, taking your advice I’m looking on the bright side
And balancing the whole thing.

Oh, but at often times those words get tangled up in lines
And the bright light turns to night
Oh, until the dawn it brings
Another day to sing about the magic that was you and me

Cause you and I both loved
What you and I spoke of
And others only read of
Others only dream of, of the love
Of the love that I loved

See I’m all about them words
Over numbers, unencumbered numbered words;
Hundreds of pages, pages, pages for words.
More words than I had ever heard, and I feel so alive.

Oh,then you and I, you and I
Not so little you and I anymore

And with this silence brings a moral story
More importantly evolving is the glory of a boy

Cause you and I both loved
What you and I spoke of (of, of)
And others just read of
And if you could see me now
Well, then I’m almost finally out of
I’m finally out of
I’m finally deedeedeedeedeedee
Well I’m almost finally, finally
Well I am free
Oh, I’m free

And it’s okay if you had to go away
Oh, just remember the telephones
well, they work in both ways
But if I never ever hear it ring
If nothing else I’ll think the bells inside
Have finally found you someone else and that’s okay
Cause I’ll remember everything you sang

Cause you and I both loved
What you and I spoke of (of, of)
And others just read of
and if you could see me now
Well, then I’m almost finally out of
I’m finally out of
I’m finally deedeedeedeedeede
Well I’m almost finally, finally
Out of words

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