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Ron Sexsmith
Ron Sexsmith


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Настоящее имя Ronald Eldon Sexsmith
Дата рождения 8 января 1964 г.
Место рождения St. Catharines, Ontario, Canada
Откуда Toronto, Canada
Жанры Rock
Folk
Pop
Годы 1978—н.в.
Лейблы Warner Bros. Records
Interscope Records
См. также The Kelele Brothers
Сайт Website



Альбом Ron Sexsmith


Cobblestone Runway (02.11.2002)
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Gold In Them Hills (Remix) (feat. Chris Martin of Coldplay)
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your eyes are burning low as you look out on this morning
but your eyes will return to their former glory
though the cold north wind may blow it's all sound and fury
and the summer will return in its former glory

everything will be just like you remember
today won't look as bad as it seemed
and though love's become a dying ember
it will burn brighter than you ever dreamed

for the day is coming soon you don't have to worry
your light will return in its former glory

your light will return the summer will return
your heart will rise again in its former glory

. . .


promises are made to be broken haven't you heard?
he said he'd never break your heart now haven't you learned?
you believed in the words in all that they meant
but love is not some popular song filled with empty sentiment

that's what passes for love
that's what passes for love these days these days

and it won't take a miracle darling just keep it real
this world can make us cynical darling i know how it feels
you took it to heart what they said on the screen
but love is not just playing a part in some very scripted scene

no one can complete you or make you whole
but love will come to greet you half way though the streets are never paved with gold

. . .


skies are grey for miles around
though the sun tries hard to break through the clouds
and while the sun is trying the least that i can do
is to keep on rising and shining my light on you
another season's turning and the least that i can do
is to keep on learning and returning till everything's brand new
with all the love you've given me all the love so perfect and true
to call your arms eternity is the least that i can do
with all the love you've given me
while the bells are ringing the least that i can do
is to keep on singing and believing this song will see me through
and while the birds are flying the least that i can do
is to keep from crying keep on trying to raise my heart to you
with all the love you've given me all the love so perfect and true
to call your arms eternity is the least that i can do
with all the love you've given me all the love so perfect and true
to call your heart infinity is the least that i can do
with all the love you've given me it's the least that i can do

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God loves everyone
Like a mother loves her son
No strings at all
Unconditional
Never one to judge
Would never hold a grudge
'Bout what's been done
God loves everyone

There're no gates in Heaven
Everyone gets in
Queer or straight
Souls of every faith
Hell is in our minds
Hell is in this life
But when it's done
God takes everyone

His love his like a womb
It's like the air from room to room
It surrounds us all
The living and the dead
May we never lose the thread
That bound us all

The killer in his cell
The atheist as well
The pure of heart
And the wild at heart
We're all worthy of His grace
It's written in the face
Of everyone
God loves everyone

There's no need to be saved
No need to be afraid
'Cause when it's done
God takes everyone
God loves everyone

. . .


some say you've got to lose to win
any moment now our luck will stumble in
and claim us at the lost and found
and help us all get our feet back on the ground

disappearing act i want my money back
disappearing act i wish life had warned us long ago we're only one half of a disappearing act

who pulled the rug out under us?
maybe all the time in the world ain't quite enough
one day you're saying "look ma no hands"
then it's "help me ma i just don't understand"

and when you hear "the saints go marching in"
as you're walking down your street again
no magic wand can make it stop
and as your house of cards comes crashing down

so loud it makes you turn around
look longer think harder now

. . .


for a moment there i could've swore i knew where i was going for a moment there
i was in my room following the music never knowing if it was going anywhere

i could hear it in the sky above and in the streets below me
i could hear it in the songs of love just enough to show me
there was a light somewhere somewhere

for a moment there the sun was in my eyes and i was blinded for a moment there
but now i look again and when it seems like all is lost i find it or it finds me anyway

i can see it in the sun above and in the grass below me
i could see it in the ones i love just enough to show me
there is a light somewhere

. . .


I know it doesn't seem that way
But maybe it's the perfect day
Even though the bills are piling
Maybe Lady Luck ain't smiling

But if we only open our eyes
We'd see the blessings in disguise
That all the rain clouds are fountains
Though our troubles seem like mountains

There's gold in them hills
There's gold in them hills
So don't lose heart
Give the day a chance to start

Every now and then life says:
Where do you think you're going so fast?
We're apt to think it's cruel, but sometimes
It's a case of cruel to be kind

And if we get up off our knees
Why then we'd see the forest for the trees
and we'd see the new sun rising
Over the hills and horizon

There's gold in them hills
There's gold in them hills
So don't lose faith
Give the world a chance to say:

A word or two, my friend
There's no telling how the day might end
We'll never know until we see

That there's gold in them hills
There's gold in them hills
So don't lose heart
Give the day a chance to start

There's gold in them hills
There's gold in them hills

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though you don't believe your eyes as your mind's taken by surprise
but there's a reason to the rhyming of your heart's desire

though it seems too good to last don't write it off too fast
for there's a method to the madness of your heart's desire

i guess it's out of our hands though we try to understand
it's not for us to know where the night is going
though you may say that it's not what you're looking for
but how can you be so sure? how can you be so sure?

i guess it's out of our hands still we try to understand
it's not for us to know where the night is going

in your heart that this isn't it? in your plans it just won't fit
and so you keep on second guessing it your heart's desire

'cause you don't believe your eyes as your mind's taken by surprise
but there's a reason to the rhyming of your heart's desire

. . .


used to work as a messenger
spent my days riding elevators
in the heart of the business world
till one day there came a sign
in the form of a dragonfly on bay street

buzzing round from tower to tower
at the twilight of the working hour
had he taken a wrong turn?
was he lost without a trace?
just like us? dragonfly on bay street
in the crowd without a face
dragonfly on bay street

no fields for miles around as through the underground i go
what was it telling me it's better to be free or maybe nothing at all?

now i work in another field
spend my time keeping my eyes peeled
for a sign that'll lead me home
'cause lord i feel so out of place
just like that dragonfly on bay street
i'm lost without a trace
dragonfly on bay street
in the crowd without a face
dragonfly on bay street
it's all or nothing at all

. . .


the less i know this moment seems to tell me the less i know
the line my soul is trying hard to sell me i guess i'm sold

'cause there's something real in her touch
there's something deeper in this love
that's what scares me so yes i know

it's a waste of time to analyse what every kiss unfolds
the more i try to describe what it means the less i know

yet there's something within those eyes
that brings something meaningful to my life
once so hard and cold yes i know

love can bring us back to life
like a song i knew so well it rings a bell inside

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i'm looking out across the way to her old abode
it'd sure be good to see her again coming up the road
when out to paint the weather grey lo and behold
her eyes told of better days coming up the road

and maybe love knows where to find me
and i'll wake up and find her beside me to guide me
for the world can not defeat us when you've got a hand to hold
and how the stars will greet us then coming up the road

baby there'll be happier times
if we believe everything's going to be all right with all our might
i'm looking out across the way to her old abode
it'd sure be good to see her again coming up the road

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look up my darling way up high at the clouds above you
my heart's a window darling if you look inside you'll see how i think of you
we all get angry sometimes but it disappears
don't have the patience sometimes i create tears
but there's nothing in this wash that won't come clear in the end
'cause we're best friends

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I know it doesn't seem that way
But maybe it's the perfect day
Even though the bills are piling
And maybe lady luck ain't smiling

But if we'd only open our eyes
We'd see the blessings in disguise
That all the rain clouds are fountains
Though our troubles seem like mountains
There's gold in them hills
There's gold in them hills
So don't lose heart
Give the day a chance to start

Every now and then life says
Where do you think you're going so fast
We're apt to think it cruel but sometimes
It's a case of cruel to be kind

And if we'd get up off our knees
Why then we'd see the forest for the trees
And we'd see the new sun rising
Over the hills on the horizon
There's gold in them hills
There's gold in them hills

So don't lose faith
Give the world a chance to say...
A word or two, my friend
There's no telling how the day might end
And we'll never know until we see
That there's gold in them hills
There's gold in them hills
So don't lose heart
Give the day a chance to start
There's gold in them hills
There's gold in them hills

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