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you could be anywhere that you wanted to be. With anyone that you wanted to be with. Doing anything that you wanted to do. What would it be and who would it be with you. Time flies but you're the pilot
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her. I'm just tryin to show her how a baller and a roller. sleep one place, tell the pilot keep the engine. runnin then I wake up in Martha's Vineyard. St. Bart's this year, I think I'm gon' spend
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Pilot through time. Spirit flying. Move with mine. Out of time Pilot I fell through. From the blue. I just flew. Into you If the air is high and I hear the moon. I'll find you alright. Wherever
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Pilot through time. Spirit flying. Move with mine. Out of time Pilot I fell through. From the blue. I just flew. Into you If the air is high and I hear the moon. I'll find you alright. Wherever
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one was waiting to throw out the pilot. We'll float on the back of the winds that you send us Another tomorrow, shedding the shade we made yesterday. Disguised as the lightning, dissolving all of the
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Bài hát Rime Of The Ancient Mariner - Iron Maiden. Hear the rime of the Ancient Mariner. See his eye as he stops one of three. Mesmerises one of the wedding guests. Stay here and listen to the
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. They ain't too * happy Elevator music. Butter in my ears. Think we're gonna die. Just the pilot changing gear Wanna watch the movie. Can't sit still. Flying down to Rio. Going to Brazil
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. Darling I love you. . You have been the pilot. Who guides me home. You have been the my rock. As on the seven seas I roam. And when I was becalmed. You were the strength in my arms. You are my
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Miles high stalled above the sea. Aisle Seat 37-D. The hard guys that are crying quietly. And the moms lost in shock will never see. . Me sittin alone, wearing headphones. Smiling slightly as
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I'm flying high. Across the sky. I'm flying high. Across the sky. I'm flying high. I'm flying high I'm the person. In charge of the aircraft. I'm the pilot. We're hit by a flash. When I tell
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If you go away, then I will know. My feelings are nothing but a curtain. Hiding me from what I should know That I'm a pilot and I'm steering low We discussed life in the back of my car- the back of
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Title Pilot Jones. Artist Frank Ocean. Albums Channel ORANGE. We once had things in common. Now the only thing we share. Is the refrigerator, ice cold, baby. I told you, I'm ice cold. You out here
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Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot. One that smiled, when he flew over the bay. Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot. One that smiled, when he flew over the bay My horse is a
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I like. Lavender, velvet. Yeah, you got me melting. You know what is on my mind. Take you to the islands. I can be the pilot. We can go wherever you like. Baby let me love ya. I just wanna hold ya. We
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You cross that bridge into the west. And all my memories follow you there. Where love took shape and love woke shame. Now I'm left to take the blame. For rushing in, for closing up. For selling
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Look out your front door. There's a ship coming in. I can't tell you what it brings. So carry your grief. On down To the port tonight. Tonight we're bound for other shores. . We live like the
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Show me a writer. With a sad, sad song. Who lived his pain. Just stayed to long. . Show me a fighter. Fighting for his king. His heart and blood. Left in the ring. . Give me a needle. I
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smile, I know it well Beneath a lover's moon, I'm waiting. I am the pilot of the storm. Adrift in pleasure I may drown. I built this ship, it is my making. And furthermore my self-control. I can't
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. . The pilot he flew all across the sky and woke me. He flew solo on the mercury sea. The dream it came back, all about the tall brown people,. The sacred young herd on the phosphorus sand.
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. . The pilot he flew all across the sky and woke me. He flew solo on the mercury sea. The dream it came back, all about the tall brown people,. The sacred young herd on the phosphorus sand.
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. . The pilot he flew all across the sky and woke me. He flew solo on the mercury sea. The dream it came back, all about the tall brown people,. The sacred young herd on the phosphorus sand.
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. . The pilot he flew all across the sky and woke me. He flew solo on the mercury sea. The dream it came back, all about the tall brown people,. The sacred young herd on the phosphorus sand.
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may say Imagine a man when it all began. The pilot of "Enola gay". Flying out of the shockwave on that August day. All the powers that be. And the course of history. Would be changed forevermore
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lovely sound. When all the engines in the back room die down. All the airships move across the sky. And my equipment just keeps standing by. The planets glow and intensify. I am the pilot of a cargo
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desert sand. All of the brightest boys. To play with the biggest toys --. More than they bargained for. . Imagine a man when it all began. The pilot of "Enola Gay". Flying out of the shockwave on
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the map you have, leads you to doubt. When there's no Information and the compass turns. To nowhere that you know well Let your soul, be your pilot. Let your soul, guide you. He'll guide you well
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Well, she's got Jet Pilot eyes from her hips on down. All the bombardiers are trying to force her out of town. She's five feet nine and she carries a monkey wrench. She weighs more by the foot
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a silk suit. Put luggage in my hands. And I woke up high over Albuquerque. On a jet to the promised land Workin' on a T-bone steak a la carte. Flying over to the golden state. Oh, when the pilot
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golden state;. The pilot told me in thirteen minutes. We'd be headin' in the terminal gate. . Swing low sweet chariot, come down easy. Taxi to the terminal zone;. Cut your engines, cool your wings
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place that is so exclusive,. It's a view that only me, you, and the pilot see,. As the clouds surround us,. And drown out all the troubles and sounds,. Touch down in the town,. Open your eyes,. Be
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la carte. Flying over to the golden state. Ah when the pilot told us in thirteen minutes. He would set us at the terminal gate. . Swing low chariot come down easy. Taxi to the terminal zone. Cut
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remember, when the pilot closed the door. Said it's time for lift off, you said, "What'd you choose me for?". Don't ever wonder. 'Cause you deserve the best. Once you reach the top you'll never question
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, I'm stylish. Glock tucked, big t-shirt, Billie Eilish. Watch on my wrist, but I want that in diamonds. Niggas talkin' crazy, when I pull up, it's silent. Mile high, * a first-class, I'm the pilot
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the map you have, leads you to doubt. When there's no Information and the compass turns. To nowhere that you know well Let your soul, be your pilot. Let your soul, guide you. He'll guide you well
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. A. With a stranger. She found a perfect body with aa Maserati right outside. And then she chartered a Lear. When she heard her career was in danger. And the gave the pilot somethin' extra for a