WESTERN WALL
words and music by Rosanne Cash

I stand here by the Western Wall
maybe a little of that wall
stands inside of us all
I shove my prayers in the cracks
I got nothing to lose
No one to answer back

All these years I've brought up for review
I wasn't taught this, but I learned something new
I had to answer a distant call

At the Western Wall
I've got a heart full of fear
and I offer it up
on this altar of tears

Red dust settles deep in my skin
I don't know where it stops
and where I begin

It's a crumbling pile of broken stones
it ain't much but it might be home
if I ever loved a place at all
it's the Western Wall

I don't know if God was ever a man
But if She was, I think I understand
Why He found a place to break his fall
near the Western Wall

© 1996 Chelcait Music(BMI)administered by BUG

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SEVENTH AVENUE       
words by Rosanne Cash, music by John Leventhal

The world keeps getting smaller
'til it closes 'round my room
and everything I feel now
is hard and fast and true
My window is a spotlight
on the madness down below
it takes a silent figure
to make this place a home

Now the candles burn all night
without you
and the moon hangs out of sight
so blue
on Seventh Avenue

I gave you what you wanted
and it took so many years
now I'm just a part of
the traffic and the tears
I am not a lighthouse
not the answer or the truth
but the love that I held onto
is safe inside this room

Now the candles burn all night
without you
and the moon hangs out of sight
so blue
on Seventh Avenue

(all of the stories from all of our lives
are not lost from memory on these streets tonight)

© 1993 Chelcait Music(BMI)/Lev-a-tunes(ASCAP)

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WHAT WE REALLY WANT 
words and music by Rosanne Cash

We tried to make ourselves pay
for something we'd never done
threw the best parts of life away
on street talk, strangers and drugs
but what we really want is love
what we really need is love

I want to call out your name
I want to hold out my hand
the woman silent in the mirror tonight
wants to talk to your mirror man
and what they really want is love
what they really need is love

We are ships in the night
the water's deep in between
the air is freezing and we can't find the light
so we sail off into our dreams
but what we really dream is love
what we really need is love

what we want is love
what we need is love

I tried to make it feel right
in someone else's world
I sat and looked out my window last night
and knew that things had changed for this girl
'cause what I really found is love
what I really feel is love

what we want is love
what we need is love

© 1990 Chelcait Music/ BMI (administered by Bug)

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SEPTEMBER WHEN IT COMES
by Rosanne Cash and John Leventhal

There's a cross above the baby's bed
a savior in her dreams
but she was not delivered then
and the baby became me
There's a light inside the darkened room
a footstep on the stair
a door that I forever close
to leave those memories there

When the shadows lengthen
into a copper sun
first there's summer, then I'll let you in
September when it comes

I want to crawl outside these walls
close my eyes and see
fall into your heart and arms
touch your face and breathe
I cannot move a mountain now
I can no longer run
I cannot be who I was then
in a way I never was

I watch the clouds go sailing
watch the clock and sun
I watch myself depending on
September when it comes

When the shadows lengthen
and burn away the past
I will fly me like an angel to
a place where I can rest
When winds begin I'll let you in
September when it comes

©1997 Bug Music/BMI/Lev-a-tunes/ASCAP

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WILL YOU REMEMBER ME
by Rosanne Cash and John Leventhal

Will you remember me
like the circled stones
like the secret hills
where you walk alone
where the wind can speak
my other names
like the air you breathe
will you remember me?

Will you remember me
as your airplane flies
over foreign seas
and breaking skies
like a perfect child
you can't bear to leave
in your last long days
will you remember me?

Will you remember me
on the edge of life
where time runs slow
where some can fly
in these shuttered rooms
where we say goodbye
when the soul is free
will you remember
when there's no need to breathe
will you remember me?

© 2000 Chelcait Music (BMI) administered by Bug
/Lev-a-tunes (ASCAP)

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MY SECRET LIFE
Rosanne Cash / Randy Scruggs
first appeared ; "Crown Of Jewels"
by Randy Scruggs

In the shadow of my Empire
In the dimness of my realm
I am rolling like the heavy thunder
And tolling like a bell

This is how I live outside the body
This is feeling without heart
I am bound to the voice who whispers
Well, this is who you are...

So with pencil and knife
I carve and design
The truth and the crimes
Of My Secret Life

In the shadows where I linger
In the kingdom I command
There is less than you imagine
But more than I can stand

Saints and angels
run for cover
and I am standing here alone
like a newborn on a rolling freight train
And a stranger in our home

So with pencil and knife
The tools true and tried
I carve and describe
My Secret Life

Nothing else is going to satisfy me
Like the way I disappear
Send a messenger to come and find me
So I can get to you from here

with pencil and knife
the tools true and tried
to carve and describe
my secret life

In the shadow of my empire
down a path I can't define
Are the signs to direct you
to my secret life
my secret life

©1996 Chelcait Music (administered by Bug) BMI/ HEART OF HEARTS MUSIC (BMI) (A Division Of McLachlan-Scruggs International)