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she gives herself away Chorus If judgment looms under every steeple. If lofty glances from lofty people. Who can't see past her scarlet letter. And we never even met her If judgment looms under every
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you. Mighty castles, lonely kings, hear the ragged children sing it's you. It's only because of you. He who smiles at lofty schemes, stems the tide of broken dreams is you. It's only because of you
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hide the sun from my liquid thoughts and. Make ice for you. You thought I'd seed my clouds. With the rain of your personal dreams. I guess you thought Id throw confetti. At your parade of lofty thoughts
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This is the first time dreaming in these hues. Everthying I see is new to me. Oh my darling. This is the first look. From this lofty height. Everything is shimmering bright. Darling tonight
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they're right). They say the oaks are just too lofty. And they *** up all the light. But the oaks can't help their feelings. If they like the way they're made. And they wonder why the maples. Can't
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woods, and forest glades I wander. And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees. When I look down, from lofty mountain grandeur. And see the brook, and feel the gentle breeze. Then sings my soul, My
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glades I wander,. And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees. When I look down, from lofty mountain grandeur. And see the brook, and feel the gentle breeze. Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to
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they're right). They say the oaks are just too lofty. And they *** up all the light. But the oaks can't help their feelings. If they like the way they're made. And they wonder why the maples. Can't
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right. They say the oaks are just too lofty. And they *** up all the light But the oaks can't help their feelings. If they like the way they're made. And they wonder why the maples. Can't be happy
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twisted path, our tortured course, and no one left alive. . We sailed for parts unknown to man, where ships come home to die. No lofty peak, nor fortress bold, could match our captain's eye. Upon the
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sloppy. Can't break me I got me. You're grave stink I'm lofty. You're lady like lolli. Pop tramp on that jigaboo goddamn I'm so sick of you. I despise that * what I would never align me with. Feel
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convinced the're right). They say the oaks are just too lofty. And they *** up all the light. But the oaks can't help their feelings. If they like the way they're made. And they wonder why the maples
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art!. Verse 2. When through the woods, and forest glades I wander,. And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees. When I look down, from lofty mountain grandeur. And hear the brook, and feel the gentle
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make light. Of my treacherous life If I had hands I'd hold up high. My lofty dreams and my alibi's real name. But I have no strength So I toss and I turn and I spit in the urn. There's a ghost in
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woods and forest glades I wander. And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees. When I look down from lofty mountain grandeur. And see the brook and feel the gentle breeze Then sings my soul my Saviour
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her majestic reflections to know. . . Her words like the mountain stood lonely and lofty. With her face like daydream and her hair like the shore. Worn by a mourner as he steals away softly. From
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can't retrieve the love I stole from you. It's true, deny with everything you do. You're my property, you're my property Baby, I know you've got all those crazy, lofty goals. Going to art school and
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the love I stole. From you, it's true, deny with everything you do. You're my property, you're my property Baby, I know you got all those crazy, lofty goals. Going to art school and following your
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. CHARLIE, spoken. Dad. (sung). When I was young, I didn't really know you at all. I always felt so small. But I hеard your stories and I was enthralled. Thе tales about your lofty dreams, I listened
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. And as my coffee steamed. I thought about my life and my lofty dreams. It's so sick and I'm startin' to mix thanks to Anne. Rest in piece banana split. Was the place we all went Sundays,. To make
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serpent. Divide, disperse and grow. Into an oak. A silver lining on a black scale. Wicked hunter on three hooves he still rode. But where is the fourth?. You can climb there. To your lofty perch. It
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. Roots to branches. Roots to branches In wet and windy priest holes, grand in vast cathedrals. High on lofty minarets or in a temples of doom. I hope the old man's got his face on. He'd better be some
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your destiny. Was all that I pursued. I could see the sights. From the lofty heights. But my heart obscured the view. . I was looking for you. Looking for you. What could I do. I was looking for
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of a lofty way to describe. What these guys do, dont you think?. Theyre not masterminds Okay, you take bomb, right? And you put in backpack. Then you get on bus and you blow yourself up. Why do I
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mud couldn't even let my light shine. But you was always there when I needed to phone a friend or use a life line. From a lofty height we wage war. On the poltergeist with the exalted Christ. Spark the