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There's a hole in the wall. With a light shining in. And it's letting me know to get up. It's time to begin Oh there is nothing to lose. 'Cause it's already lost. In a runaway world. Of confusio
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Late every nite when I am all alone. I call my baby on the telephone. If she was here she'd treat me right. And love me love me through this lonely nite Oh I remember how her love can be. I can't
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Sweet child of innocence. Living in the present tense. Father time will take his toll. Rack your body and steal your soul What became of all the years. Are you drowning in your tears?. Who will c
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Centuries of backward ways have many left behind us. Who can count the good men gone away?. The fruits of all our labors have left us as we started. We've come too far to end it in a day It seems t
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It's no funny hanging around. Winter seems so numbing. Getting fat where I sit down. Do you suppose it's old age coming I get this feeling I'm no good for nothing. Life has led me wrong. Once in
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There are some who can still remember. All the things that we used to do. But the days of our youth were numbered. And the ones who survive it are few Oh, I can still see the smiling faces. When t
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It's a strange aberration, this brainstorm of youth. Though it's lost in translation from fancy to truth. It's hopelessly human, both inside and out. A joyous occasion, there's no reason to doubt.
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I heard the men saying something. The captains tell they pay you well. And they say they need sailing men to. Show the way and leave today. Was it you that said, "How long, how long?" They say the
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From the mountains to the sun. Life has only just begun. We wed this land and pledged. Our souls to meet it's end Life has only just begun. Here my people roam the earth. In the kingdom of our bi
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The empty page before me now, the pen is in my hand. The words don't come so easy but I'm trying. I'm searching for a melody or some forgotten line. They can slip away from us so quickly. Don't be
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When the sun is in the mid sky, were he wears a golden crown. And he soaks the world with sunshine as he makes another round. It's been a faster yeard than yesterday, all things that I had planned.
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On a winter's night, stars are cold and bright in the sky. The slumber of the earth is pure and deep. From a distant wood, drifts the echo of a beast. The old man stirs and awakens in the night. H
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I've been tryin' to tell you. About a thing I thought I saw. It came to me in a dream one night. When a voice began to call I heard my name being summoned. As I looked around to see. A hooded jud
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It's a strange aberration, this brainstorm of youth. Though it's lost in translation from fancy to truth. It's hopelessly human, both inside and out. A joyous occasion, there's no reason to doubt.
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When I'm needin' a friend, I can talk to the wind. God, I sure am glad that I found him. Sometimes he seems to be the only one beside me. Who can feel the Lord's breath all around him Winter's cold
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On a crystal morning I can see the dewdrops falling. Down from a gleaming heaven, I can hear the voices call. When you comin' home now, son, the world is not for you Tell me what's your point of vie
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Early in the morning sunlight. Soaring on the wings of dawn. Here I'll live and die with my wings in the sky. And I won't come down no more. Higher than a bird I'm flying. Crimson skies of ice an
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He had a thousand ideas. You might have heard his name. He lived alone with his vision. Not looking for fortune or fame Never said too much to speak of. He was off on another plane. The words tha
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Early in the morning sunlight. Soaring on the wings of dawn. Here I'll live and die with my wings in the sky. And I won't come down no more. Higher than a bird I'm flying. Crimson skies of ice an
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Two began together, lived as one. Each one to the other had become. More than a friend, living to meet a common end. They were true, each one knew all is well Still the elder knew it could not last
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The streets of the city are barren. All the windows and doors have been closed. As the night draws near. You can feel their fear Their freedom is just an illusion. And they tell us that love is a
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Sweet child of innocence. Living in the present tense. Father Time will take his toll. Rack your body and steal your soul. What became of all the years. Are you drowning in your tears. Who will
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When I was very young, so many songs were sung. So much wasted time on an uphill climb. But you were always there, a feeling in the air. There was nothing to fear you were so near. Now you are her
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Well, I been drinkin' again. And I know it's a sin. But I just can't refuse an old friend. 'Cause life is gettin' me down. And I been two times around. And there ain't nothing but pain around the
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I close my eyes, only for a moment, and the moment's gone. All my dreams, pass before my eyes, a curiosity. Dust in the wind, all they are is dust in the wind. . Same old song, just a drop of wate
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Once carried through the current and being swept away. The king is in the closet, he's hiding from today. And though he owns all fortunes, this room is where he'll stay. And his world is filled wit
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I'm in a kind of foolish game, I try to get rich quick,. But I'm going insane,. The kind of freaks that hang out on 42nd Street. They're all pimpin' Judys and poppin' speed, well. It's a game of c
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Run a silent path to nowhere, everything is all. You could have a pleasant life if Summer had no Fall. Treat yourself so gently though the task is often hard. Man is not a God it seems, who holds t
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The mist of time is still concealing. The vision that I seek. Those who died have all borne witness. If only they could speak Yet I saw it all inside me. For a moment were you with me?. Have we d
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Well you told me that I was just not the one. And you left me standing out in the cold. It's been a long time and I'm so much better now. That I'm looking back and seeing it all And for the first t
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(Steve Walshphil Ehartrobert Steinhardt). I heard the men saying something. The captains tell they pay you well. And they say they need sailing men to. Show the way and leave today. Was it you th
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On a crystal morning I can see the dewdrops falling. Down from a gleaming heaven, I can hear the voices call. When you comin' home now, son, the world is not for you Tell me what's your point of vie