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Dealbreaker

Rachael was great live! I think for someone to experience so much emotion and to translate it to write some beautifully sad songs, mostly deep songs and all in all just downright awesome songs is one difficult task. And to sing all these live and to feel the emotions through her naturally unique voice that resounds in the Esplanade Concert Hall is such a great way to spend a day in my busy recess week. Worth every dollar.

So perhaps my entries have been very lyrics-filled lately. But this one's just good. Rachael was sick so she had problems doing the chorus, but she was amazing still!




I found that record you'd been looking for yesterday
The one I'd been searching for forever
I played that record all night, you were right
The last song said it all
Even though it skipped a bit, it sounded better

I never, I never, I never knew
The only way to listen to a record like that
Is to play it through

But all of this means nothing
Yeah, all of this means nothing
All of this means nothing
Without you

I packed up the car and started to drive
Without a plan,with no direction
You said it'd be good for me
To break out of my daily routine
You were always trying to teach some lesson

You wanted, you wanted, you wanted me
To feel the open road with the wind on my face
Well,I'm here and I'm finally free

But all of this means nothing
Yeah,all of this means nothing
All of this means nothing
Without you

You and I were partners in crime
Petty thieves in a line up
But somehow we wound up here

I'm looking at a letter that I wrote to you long ago
I wouldn't even know now where to send it
It's funny how it all poured out on paper
If only I had found a way to tell you

If only,if only,if only you
Had found a way to love me for wwho I am
The way that I loved you

But all of this means nothing
Yeah,all of this means nothing
All of this means nothing
Without, without, without, without you

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