The Boxer Ringtones

I am just a poor boy though my story's seldom told I have squandered my existence On a pocket full of mumbles such are promises All lies in jest, 'til a man hears what he wants to hear And disregards the rest When I left my home and my family, I was no more than a boy In the company of strangers, in the quiet of the railway station Runnin' scared, layin' low, seeking out the poor quarters Where the ragged people go looking for the places Only they would know Li la li Li la li, li li li li Li la li Li la li, li li li li Li la li Only seeking workman's wages I come looking for a job but I get no offers Just a come on from the whores on Seventh Avenue I do declare there were times when I was so lonesome I took some comfort there In a-laying out my winter clothes And wishing I was home, going home Where the New York City winters Aren't a-bleeding me, bleeding me Going home Da da da da da Da da da da da da da da Da da da da da da da In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his trade And he carries the reminders Of every bloke that laid him down or cleft him 'Til he cried out in his anger and his shame "I am leaving, I am leaving but the fighter still remains" Li la li Li la li, li li li li Li la li Li la li, li li li li Li la li

Couldn't ask for a better day, two by two To the ring to the right point of view Each retreat to the corner that's defined by you To the ring to the right point of Lonely Reign She is the boxer, she knows When and where to strike He is the boxer, he knows No peaceful sleep tonight Caught the downfall of Pete and May, Ryan too He did not approve of Ceili's mood Doctor Mike was fight or flight at Dundrum School To the ring to the right point of No return No passion left to burn The boxers grow weary Their eyesight blurry view Lonely Reign She is the boxer, she knows When and where to strike He is the boxer, he knows No peaceful sleep tonight All's quiet on the front Smokey room Boxer standing tall, peering through Finding no one left to fight What to do? To the ring to the right Point of view Lonely Reign She is the boxer, she knows When and where to strike He is the boxer, he knows No peaceful sleep tonight Lonely Reign Lonely Reign Lonely Reign

I'm just a poor boy, though my story's seldom told I have squadered my resistance for a pocketful of numbles Such are promises All lies and jest, still a man hears what he wants to hear And disregards the rest (la-la lay) La-la lay, la-lay, la-lay When I left my home and family, I was no more than a boy In the company of strangers, in the quiet of the railway station Running scared Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters where the ragged people go Looking for the places only they would know Lay la-lay Lay la-lay, lay-lay, la-lay Lay la-lay Lay la-lay, lay-lay, la-lay Lay-lay, la-lay Asking only workman's wages, I come looking for a job But I get no offers Just a come-on from the whores on seventh avenue I do declare there were times when I was so lonesome I took some comfort there (ooh la-lay, la-lay) Lay la-lay, lay-lay, la-lay Lay la-lay (lay la-lay) Lay la-lay, lay-lay, la-lay Lay la-lay Lay la-lay, lay-lay, la-lay Lay la-lay Then I'm laying out my winter clothes and wishing I was gone, going home Where the New York City winters aren't bleeding me Leading me Going home In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his trade And he carries the reminders of every glove that laid him down And cut him 'til he cried out, in his anger and his shame I am leaving, I am leaving But the fighter still remains Lay la-lay (lay la-lay) Lay la-lay, lay-lay, la-lay Lay la-lay Lay la-lay, lay-lay, la-lay Lay la-lay Lay la-lay, lay-lay, la-lay Lay la-lay

I am just a poor boy Though my story's seldom told I have squandered my resistance For a pocketful full of mumbles Such are promises All lies and jest Still, a man hears what he wants to hear And disregards the rest, hmm When I left my home and my family I was no more than a boy In the company of strangers In the quiet of the railway station Running scared Lying low, seeking out the poorer quarters Where the ragged people go Looking for the places only they would know Lie-la-lie Lie-la-lie-la-lie-la-lie Lie-la-lie Lie-la-lie-la-lie-la-lie, la-la-lie-la-lie Asking only workman's wages I come looking for a job But I get no offers Just a come-on from the whores on Seventh Avenue I do declare, there were times when I was so lonesome I took some comfort there When I lie-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie Lie-la-lie Lie-la lie-la-lie-la-lie Lie-la-lie Lie-la-lie-la-lie-la-lie, la-la-lie-la-lie Then I'm laying out my winter clothes And wishing I was gone, going home Where the New York City winters are not bleeding me Leading me Going home In the clearing stands a boxer And a fighter by his trade And he carries the reminders Of every glove that laid him down Or cut him 'til he cried out In his anger and his shame "I am leaving, I am leaving" Though the fighter still remains, still remains Lie-la-lie Lie-la-lie-la-lie-la-lie Lie-la-lie Lie-la-lie-la-lie-la-lie, la-la-lie-la-lie Lie-la-lie-la-lie-la-lie Lie-la-lie Lie-la-lie-la-lie-la-lie, la-la-lie-la-lie

Big ideas For the first time in my life I have seen The relevance of love When you don't have m uch When it's what you need And I have big ideas For you and me I feel lucky With the worst luck Then I met you when i felt messed up I feel lucky With the worst luck Then I met you when i felt messed up I feel lucky With the worst luck Wish I'd met you now before we're broken in Big ideas You're the shadow stealing light against the wall You're the dream I had just before I woke up (Unintelligible) And I have big ideas For you and me I feel lucky With the worst luck Then I met you when I felt messed up I feel lucky With the worst luck Then I met you when I felt messed up I feel lucky With the worst luck Wish I'd met you now before we're broken in (Repeat)

Pretty little thing, did you feel something? Did you always want me to be something? To mend a broken a heart From a Devil of shallow nonsense Turned your world upside down What I ever said, did it mean something? What I ever said, did it mean nothing? And did I look the part? When it's all said and done When it's all said and done I'm no good next to diamonds When I'm too close, they start to fade Are you angry with me now? Are you angry 'cause I'm to blame? I'm no good next to diamonds When I'm too close, they start to fade Are you angry with me now? Are you angry 'cause I'm to blame? Never wanna hide the truth from you Just hang my head what I put you through I wasn't good enough When what's done is done, love When it's all said and done But I'm no good next to diamonds When I'm too close, they start to fade Are you angry with me now? Are you angry 'cause I'm to blame? 'Cause I'm far away Further than I ever was Further than I ever was Further than I ever was Further than I ever was Further than I ever was I'm no good next to diamonds When I'm too close, they start to fade Are you angry with me now? Are you angry 'cause I'm to blame? I'm no good next to diamonds When I'm too close, they start to fade Are you angry with me now? Are you angry 'cause I'm to blame? 'Cause I'm far away Further than I ever was Further than I ever was Further than I ever was Further than I ever was Further than I ever was Further than I ever was I have no words