Mourir D'amour
Ah yeah, vacation's over
Suckers still pickin on the four-leaf clover
As I say mic check, EPMD's in effect
Snappin necks and cashin large checks
As I flex then wrecks -- so E, what's next?
[Erick Sermon]
Shazam, let me tell you who I am
The E-R-I-C-K, S-E-R-M-O-N
Call me a lumberjack, or a midland warrior
Doin damage to the world with the Hurricane Gloria
I'm serious, you can say I'm furious
You're sayin in your mind, "Who is he?" because you're curious
of the rap style, not heard by the usual
You bite you get damaged, but
Anyone but Myself
"Anyway, I Love You" is an Amy Ray song from "Color Me Grey," her
solo demo tape / "album" from around 1985.
Anyway, I Love You.
Sweet Gypsy, blowing through my mind
And through my heart, so full and empty
Well, these days seem strange somehow
A billion years isn't what it appears to be.
Now you tell me that you're losing hold of time
You can't seem to find your peace of mind
Well, I'm so far away, and I'm trying to see you through
I can't help but feel I may be losing you.
Should I let you go
For your own sake?
Should I hold you close
For mine?
Anyway, I love you, and I couldn't be more sure
These tears cry out "Please, don't let go,"
Oh, but their words
They keep haunting me.
You can't build your life around a dream
Well, it's too late
Now, my world is you
There's nothing they could say or do.
Well, I remember the first time that I fell
I swear I never thought I'd make it up again
I've been flying on the wings of your love
And I'm not getting down, just to fall again.
Don't it seem like the road is, oh, so long?
Well, everybody's moving out
And we're staying on
In this absurdity.
Now you don't let go of me
I'm begging you
Now, you don't let go of me.
Anyway, I love you.