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Boulevard of Broken Dreams: Melancholy Melodies For the Broken-Hearted (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Broken Circle Breakdown [Original Motion Picture Soundtrack] (The Broken Circle Breakdown Bluegrass Band) · Bless the Broken Road: The Duets Album (Selah) · Song Book & Picture Album (George Jones) · Picture Album (DC Sayner) · Beauty in the Broken (Starfield) · Broken Barricades [German Bonus Tracks] (Procol Harum) · Broken-Hearted Girl (BeyoncĂ©) · Broken (Stinking Polecats) · Broken Compass (Sleepwave) – and 90 other albums »


Sitting by a broken window
Up in a back room swallowing wine
Gazing down a backstreet garden
With my bed chair table and wine
Looks like I'm
Come into the union district
Drive down on Sharmon Palms
White ghettos paint a picture
Broken homes and broken bones
I was so full of scotch I
limericks carved 
By the old pay phone 

[Chorus]
And in your picture book 
I'm trying hard to see 
Turning endless pages 
Of this tragedy 
Sculpting
me get pointed that damn it you
You can hide, you get it if you want to, I do karate moves
But the crush and tigers just might get broken down by
The disappointed
All congregate at my house
Their voices sob with grief
That they want me to be chief
Of the tribe with broken hearts

Once, I had no sympathy
and white folks buyin' this album)
(Negroes and white folks buyin' this album)
(Everybody's gonna know who this group is)
(We just felt that the picture
bear me on their shoulders 
To a secret shadow land 
Where a somber marching band 
Plays a tune for broken hearts 
And day grows darker now
pride
And then she'd bring out that worn out family album
Its faded pictures some with corners torn
She'd laugh and poin and tell me funny stories
am I to keep from blemishing this masterpiece
How am I to know

How am I to know

As a boy I watched the world through broken eyes
Give into me by men,
you'd done to me;
Turned me on to things I never knew.
It's all broken, weeds are growing.
Wish I was going home to the house by the shore
(Where you
you'd done to me;
Turned me on to things I never knew.
It's all broken, weeds are growing.
Wish I was going home to the house by the shore
(Where you
you'd done to me;
Turned me on to things I never knew.
It's all broken, weeds are growing.
Wish I was going home to the house by the shore
(Where you
the album dropped
White Lexus before I had a deal
Ask Bun B about me

This ain't no snap back, a nigga been trill
By the way, fuck your math
You ain't
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I'll begin by talking

About something that puzzles me
Things like jewellery
And ice statues
Fragile works of art
You cannot
Touch them
Gaze at them
There's a photo in an album he don't notice anymore
That's me, that's me
There's a stack of cards and letters buried deep inside a drawer
That's
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"The Joy of Knowing
The disappointed
All congregate at my house
Their voices sob with grief
That they want me to be chief
Of the tribe with broken hearts

Once, I had no sympathy
a kind of magic
That only lovers ever share
All you ever offered me
Was the moment then and there
I'm just a picture in your mind

I used to want
anymore
Bring me some healing
Saint Cecilia, carry me home to your house of broken bones

You're out of sight, I'm out of mind
Been sitting watch your
you'd done to me;
Turned me on to things I never knew.
It's all broken, weeds are growing.
Wish I was going home to the house by the shore
(Where you
school house was full, and they would come.
And we bought up every album, every picture, every single;
Their autographs were the only things free.
But
and make me play the album 

I'm out to rule the world 

while you talk about your silly glasses 

half-ass rappers can't match this 

the shit I
Well there's a color picture
In my mind.
Of all the places
That I've left behind.
The broken windows
Where the wind blows through
Empty shells
apart.
I kissed your picture, then I cried, for these mem'ries, deep inside
Mark an anniversary of my broken heart.