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Millionaires and paupers walk the hungry streets Rich and poor companions of the restless beat Strangers in a foreign land Strike a match with trembling hand Learn too much to ever understand But nobody's buying flowers from the flower lady Lover's quarrel, snarl away their happiness Kissed crumble in a web of lonliness It's written by the poison pen Voices break before they bend The door is slammed It's over, once again But nobody's buying flowers from the flower lady Poets agonize, they cannot find the words And the stone stares at the sculptor asks "are you absurd?" The painter paints his brushes back Through the canvas runs a crack Portrait of the pain never answers back But nobody's buying flowers from the flower lady Soldiers, disillusioned, come home from the war Sarcastic students tell them not to fight no more And they argue through the night Black is black and white is white Walk away both knowing they are right But nobody's buying flowers from the flower lady Smoke dreams of escaping souls are drifting by Dull the pain of living as they slowly die Smiles change into a sneer washed away by whiskey tears In the quicksand of their mind they disappear Still nobody's buying flowers from the flower lady Feeble, aged, people almost to their knees Complain about the present using memories Never found their pot of gold Wrinkled hands pound weary holes Each line screams out you're old, you're old, you're old But nobody's buying flowers from the flower lady And the flower lady hobbles home without a sale Tattered shreds of petals leave a fading trail Not a pause to hold a rose Even she no longer knows The lamp goes out the evening now is closed And nobody's buying flowers from the flower lady

(I'm just gonna sing the first verse again) Bows and flows of angel hair And ice cream castles in the air And feathered canyons everywhere I've looked at clouds that way But now they only block the sun They rain and snow on everyone So many things I would have done But clouds got in my way I've looked at clouds from both sides now From up and down and still somehow It's cloud's illusions I recall I really don't know clouds at all Moons and Junes and ferris wheels The dizzy dancing way you feel When every fairytale comes real I've looked at love that way But now it's just another show You leave 'em laughin' when you go And if you care don't let them know Don't give yourself away I've looked at love from both sides now From win and lose and still somehow It's love's illusions I recall I really don't know love at all Tears and fears and feeling proud To say, "I love you" right out loud Dreams and schemes and circus crowds I've looked at life that way But now old friends are acting strange They shake their heads, they say I've changed Well, something's lost but something's gained In living every day I've looked at life from both sides now From win and lose and still somehow It's life's illusions I recall I really don't know life at all

As gentle tides go rolling by, Along the salt sea strand The colours blend and roll as one Together in the sand. And often do the winds entwine Do send their distant call, The quiet joys of brotherhood, And love is lord of all. The oak and weed together rise, Along the common ground. The mare and stallion light and dark Have thunder in their sound. The rainbow sign, the blended flower Still have my heart in thrall. The quiet joys of brotherhood, And love is lord of all. But man has come to plough the tide, The oak lies on the ground. I hear their tires in the fields, They drive the stallion down. The roses bleed both light and dark, The winds do seldom call. The running sands recall the time When love was lord of all.

Just before our love got lost you said "I am as constant as a northern star" And I said, "Constantly in the darkness Where's that at? If you want me I'll be in the bar" On the back of a cartoon coaster In the blue TV screen light I drew a map of Canada Oh, Canada With your face sketched on it twice Oh, you're in my blood like holy wine You taste so bitter and so sweet Oh, I could drink a case of you, darling And I would still be on my feet Oh, I would still be on my feet Oh, I am a lonely painter I live in a box of paints I'm frightened by the devil And I'm drawn to those ones that ain't afraid I remember that time you told me You said, "Love is touching souls" Surely you touched mine 'Cause part of you pours out of me In these lines from time to time Oh, you're in my blood like holy wine You taste so bitter and so sweet Oh, I could drink a case of you, darling Still I'd be on my feet I would still be on my feet I met a woman She had a mouth like yours She knew your life She knew your devils and your deeds And she said, "Go to him, stay with him if you can But be prepared to bleed" Oh, but you are in my blood You're my holy wine You're so bitter Bitter and so sweet Oh, I could drink a case of you, darling Still I'd be on my feet I would still be on my feet

O Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling From glen to glen and down the mountainside The summer's gone and all the roses falling 'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide But come ye back when summer's in the meadow Or all the valley's hushed and white with snow 'Tis I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow O Danny boy, O Danny boy, I love you so When winter's come and all the flowers are dying And I am dead, as dead I well may be You'll come and find the place where I am lying And kneel and say an "Ave" there for me But I shall hear though soft you tread above me..... (vocalizing) And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me