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Song Voices Of Babylon (Album Version) - The Outfield. Hit the message, I can hear you calling. No one's going anywhere tonight. We conceived a modern generation. It was free but now we pay the price
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Voices inside my head. Echoes of things that you said. Voices inside my head. Echoes of things that you said Voices inside my head. Echoes of things that you said. Voices inside my head. Echoes
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been returned. The most beautiful sound I ever heard. Verse 2. We've got language so we can communicate. Religion so I can love and hate. Music so I can exaggerate my pain. And give it a name. Pre-Chorus
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(Art Garfunkel recorded old people in various locations in New York and Los Angeles over a period of several months. These voices were taken from those tapes. ) . Man 1 I got little in this world
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the ceiling. Phoenix, fly. Verse 2 Chrissy Costanza. And now you're playing with matches. Come out of the ashes underneath you. A million voices in the crowd they're screaming, "Stop, now". We'll let
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Bài hát King Of The Dead - Xxxtentacion. Intro. Yah, yah. Yah, yah. Yah, haha. Members Only Vol. 2. Verse 1. Ayy, pick up the pace. Tell 'em why I ain’t find no haze. Indeed I am ready, my outfit in
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I ever lost, now has been returned. In the most beautiful sound I’d ever heard. . Oooh oooh oooh~. . Verse 2. We got language so we can’t communicate. Religion so I can love and hate. Music so
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of me. Voices, which way do I turn. Voices, nightmares and mind games. Put down on paper for rock and roll puppets to laugh at Jailers of passion on a one way street. Only mirrored reflections of
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strange little voices, live in my ears. Hall monster, mall monster, I can't be the old me no more Homemade music ain't on the radio. Homemade music, searchin' high and low. Homemade music, where did all
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strange little voices, live in my ears. Hall monster, mall monster, I can't be the old me no more Homemade music ain't on the radio. Homemade music, searchin' high and low. Homemade music, where did all
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. That keeps as singing-with deep devotion. The magic of music-a dream of tomorrow. It keeps us singing without a sorrow. 2. She went to a studio she sang her songs. Nobody liked it what did she wrong
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Listen to the rain falling day by day. Listen to the rain falling day by day by day I hear you calling, voices are here again. I hear you whisper, taking control of me. Watch the dancing shadows
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Intro Joshua. If there is a God of Music. I want to give you a hug of gratitude. Hey, ho. Ooh, no. Hey, ho. Verse 1 DK, Hoshi, Vernon, S. Coups. A universal language. Different alphabets, but no
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Hunger for the sleep I know will never come. Crowded is the space but don't have anyone. I could read the bible to drown out the hum. Avoid the voices of the chord. All the roads inside my head loop
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Homemade music. By jimmy buffett, michael utley, russell kunkel. 1988. I ran into an old friend of mine in miami and I asked her where she had been all these years. she told me she had, died and
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Words and Music by Rick Nielsen. You didn't know what you were looking for. 'Till you heard the voices in your ear. . Hey, it's me again. Plain, you see again. Please, can I see you ev'ry day
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Words and Music by Rick Nielsen. You didn't know what you were looking for. 'Till you heard the voices in your ear. . Hey, it's me again. Plain, you see again. Please, can I see you ev'ry day
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the voices. These are the voices. Etc K-ROCK, K-VETTE, K-VOL, K-ZAP, K-SOUL, K-SHAFF. Disappear. WIMI. 394 JACE. 397 WEWE. KCOC, Star 96. The Cube These are the voices of modern industry. They
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, you can soothe my soul. You was there for me, music. I was goin out of control, 'til I heard Marvin Gaye. "Now it ain't a mountain high enough, when time is rough". I turn to you, yeah. Believe it
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worship You. Holy is Your name. Holy is Your name oh God. Verse 2. And together we'll lift the name of Jesus. And together we'll sing of Your great love. We will join with the angels and praise You. May our
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. But I live with desertion and eight million people. Distant noises of other voices pulsing in my swinging arms. Caress the sound, so many dead And all the other voices said. Change your mind you're
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Nighttime sharpens, heightens each sensation. Darkness stirs and wakes imagination. Silently the senses abandon their defenses. Helpless to resist the notes I write. For I composed the music of
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Bài hát Spirit Voices - Paul Simon. We sailed up a river, wild as a sea. Slept on the banks on the leaves of a banyan tree. And all of these spirit voices rule the night Some stories are magical
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We sailed up a river, wild as a sea. Slept on the banks on the leaves of a banyan tree. And all of these spirit voices rule the night Some stories are magical, meant to be sung. Songs from the
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Bài hát The Mirror (Angel Of Music) - Phantom Of The Opera Original London Cast. (Voice of Phantom). Insolent boy, this slave of fashion,. Basking in your glory!. Ignorant fool, this brave young
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the world I know. Is never gonna feel like home. 'Til I'm face 2 face. Face 2 face, with You my Savior We'll sing Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord. Like a sea of voices praising Your name. Every nation
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Music makes pictures and often tells stories. All of it magic and all of it true. And all of the pictures and all of the stories. All of the magic, the music is you Music makes pictures and often
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Night time sharpens. Heightens each sensation. Darkness wakes and stirs imagination. Silently the senses. Abandon their defenses. Helpless to resist, the notes I write. For I compose the music of the
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, tremulous and tender. Turn your face away from the garish light of day. Turn your thoughts away from cold, unfeeling light. And listen to the music of the night. . Close you eyes and surrender to your
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, tremulous and tender. Turn your face away from the garish light of day. Turn your thoughts away from cold, unfeeling light. And listen to the music of the night Close your eyes and surrender to your
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Bài hát Music Of The Night - Paul Potts. Night time sharpens, heightens each sensation. Darkness stirs and wakes imagination. Silently the senses abandon their defenses. Slowly, gently, night unfurls
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pain from all my anatomy. Music has never let me down. It's my symphony, always stayin' in me Who'd know that the world ain't right, ah baby. Lots of people uptight. I'll go crazy if something ever
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, be who you feel. If the music is right, well it almost feels real. American Verse 2. From the purple peaks to the city streets. They believe it's a wonderful thing. The power of the pounding beat
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. A touch and I feel complete. Music is my love you see, yeah Music gets the best of me. But guess who gets the rest of me. And there's no need for jealousy. Music gets the best of me Without the
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there. Doesn't matter who you are or where you're from. Come and dance to the music of the sun. Forget about your troubles it's alright. Let them go till we see the morning light. Feel the beat as
