Peter Mulvey The Trouble With Poets The trouble with poets is they talk too much They tell us it hurts them a little more And we cannot tell if they make this up We've never stood in their shoes, in skins, in their heads, on their shores The trouble with you is you drive me nuts I cannot tell what's behind your smile What can we find just to lift us up Just for tonight, for a time, for the sake us of all for awhile I know it's only trouble I know it makes us real I wish that peace of mind was something I could steal The trouble with shoes is they come untied You might take a fall down the stairs And a poet might come along and say, "Ain't that just like life" I think the trouble with poets is they see poetry everywhere I know it's only trouble I know it makes us real But I could use just a month or two or ten to heal The trouble with time is it don't go back Or maybe that trouble is with you and me We are so scared of that fade to black That we'll push and we'll pull and we'll do anything to be free I know, I push, I struggle I know it's just the deal I know it's only trouble Oh, I know it's what makes us real But I know sometimes, nobody knows Nobody knows Not even poets know How I feel The trouble with poets is they talk too much (x2) Mirror lyrics: The trouble with poets is they talk too much (x2) How I feel Not even poets know Nobody knows But I know sometimes, nobody knows Oh, I know it's what makes us real I know it's only trouble I know it's just the deal I know, I push, I struggle That we'll push and we'll pull and we'll do anything to be free We are so scared of that fade to black Or maybe that trouble is with you and me The trouble with time is it don't go back But I could use just a month or two or ten to heal I know it makes us real I know it's only trouble I think the trouble with poets is they see poetry everywhere And a poet might come along and say, "Ain't that just like life" You might take a fall down the stairs The trouble with shoes is they come untied I wish that peace of mind was something I could steal I know it makes us real I know it's only trouble Just for tonight, for a time, for the sake us of all for awhile What can we find just to lift us up I cannot tell what's behind your smile The trouble with you is you drive me nuts We've never stood in their shoes, in skins, in their heads, on their shores And we cannot tell if they make this up They tell us it hurts them a little more The trouble with poets is they talk too much Relevant Tags: TThe TTrouble WWith PPoets he rouble ith oets hTe rTouble iWth oPets fhe frouble aith 0oets fThe fTrouble aWith 0Poets Tfhe Tfrouble Waith P0oets 5he 5rouble 3ith loets 5The 5Trouble 3With lPoets T5he T5rouble W3ith Ploets hhe hrouble dith ooets hThe hTrouble dWith oPoets Thhe Throuble Wdith Pooets yhe yrouble eith yThe yTrouble eWith Pets Tyhe Tyrouble Weith Peots 6he 6rouble sith Pkets 6The 6Trouble sWith Pkoets T6he T6rouble Wsith Pokets ghe grouble 2ith P9ets gThe gTrouble 2With P9oets Tghe Tgrouble W2ith Po9ets rhe rrouble qith P0ets rThe rTrouble qWith Trhe Trrouble Wqith Po0ets Wiith Plets Te Touble Wth Teh Toruble Wtih Polets Tje Tdouble Wjth Piets Tjhe Tdrouble Wjith Pioets Thje Trdouble Wijth Poiets Tue T4ouble W9th Poeets Tuhe T4rouble W9ith Pots Thue Tr4ouble Wi9th Potes Tne Tgouble Wlth Posts Tnhe Wlith Posets Thne Trgouble Wilth Poests Tbe Ttouble Woth Po3ts Tbhe Ttrouble Woith Po3ets Thbe Trtouble Wioth Poe3ts Tge T5ouble Wkth Pofts Wkith Pofets Thge Tr5ouble Wikth Poefts Tye Tfouble W8th Ports W8ith Porets Thye Trfouble Wi8th Poerts Thee Teouble Wuth Po4ts Th Terouble Wuith Po4ets The Treouble Wiuth Poe4ts Ths Troouble Witth Podts Thse Truble Wih Podets Thes Truoble Wiht Poedts Th3 Trkuble Wifh Powts Th3e Trkouble Wifth Powets The3 Trokuble Witfh Poewts Thf Tr9uble Wi5h Poetts Thfe Tr9ouble Wi5th Poes Thef Tro9uble Wit5h Poest Thr Tr0uble Wihh Poefs Thre Tr0ouble Wihth Ther Tro0uble Withh Poetfs Th4 Trluble Wiyh Poe5s Th4e Trlouble Wiyth Poe5ts The4 Troluble Wityh Poet5s Thd Triuble Wi6h Poehs Thde Triouble Wi6th Poehts Thed Troiuble Wit6h Poeths Thw Trouuble Wigh Poeys

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