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Americký skladatel, zpěvák a multiinstrumentalista. Narodil se v r. 1948 v NSR, ale již od dětství žil ve Spojených státech (v L.A.). Částečně ovlivněn B. Dylanem a V. Morrisonem. V r. 1966 se krátce objevuje ve skupině Nitty Gritty Dirt Band....
Píseň: The Late Show
- Interpret:
- Jackson Browne
- Album:
- Late For The Sky
Everyone I've ever known has wished me well Anyway that's how it seems, it's hard to tell Maybe people only ask you how you're doing 'Cause that's easier than letting on how little they could care But when you know that you've got a real friend somewhere Suddenly all the others are so much easier to bear Now to see things clear it's hard enough I know While you're waiting for reality to show Without dreaming of the perfect love And holding it so far above That if you stumbled onto someone real, you'd never know (You'd never know) You could be with somebody who is lonely too (Sometimes it doesn't show) He might be trying to get across to you (Words can be so slow) When your own emptiness is all that's getting through There comes a point when you're not sure why you're still talking I passed that point long ago (Long ago) Now I'm so tired of all this circling And all these glimpses of the end (You know it's useless to pretend) That's all the voices say: "You'll go right on circling Until you've found some kind of friend" I saw you through the laughter and the noise You were talking with the soldiers and the boys While they scuffled for your weary smiles I thought of all the empty miles And the years that I've spent looking for your eyes (Looking for your eyes) And now I'm sitting here wondering what to say (That you might recognize) Afraid that all these words might scare you away (And break through the disguise) No one ever talks about their feelings anyway Without dressing them in dreams and laughter I guess it's just too painful otherwise Look... It's like you're standing in the window Of a house nobody lives in And I'm sitting in a car across the way (Let's just say) It's an early model Chevrolet (Let's just say) It's a warm and windy day You go and pack your sorrow The trash man comes tomorrow Leave it at the curb and we'll just roll away