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upon the chimes of freedom flashing Even though a cloud's white curtain. In a far-off corner flashed. An' the hypnotic splattered mist Was slowly lifting. Electric light still struck like arrows
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to tell you. 'Cos I find it hard to take. When people run in circles it's a very very. Mad world. Mad world. And I find it kind of funny. I find it kind of sad. The dreams in which I'm dying are the
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Live it down, there's a lot of us been pushed around. Red, yellow, black, white and brown with a tear of their own. Oh, can't you see while you're pickin' on society. That the leaves on your
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and face their fate. Oh, it's easy, so, so easy All righteousness they build thy arrow. To shoot it straight into their lies. Who would expect the might sparrow. Could rid the world of all their
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Can't you feel it in your bones?. Oh, a change is comin' on. From every walk of life. People are seeing the light Can't you feel it in your heart now?. A new thing is taking shape. Reach out
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Can't you feel it in your bones?. Oh, a change is comin' on. From every walk of life. People are seeing the light Can't you feel it in your heart now?. A new thing is taking shape. Reach out
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. You're my shining Aurora Borealis You're like Christmas at home by a tree. The blue calm of a tropical sea. You're all places that leave me breathless. And no wonder, you're all the world to me
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bridge of sighs. Solitude sails. In a wave of forgiveness. On angels' wings. . Reach out your hands. Don't turn your back. Don't walk away. How in the world. Can I wish for this?. Never to be
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down. The world's not as cold as it seems, oh no And tell me, girl, you better look out. 'Cause everything is turning around. You don't even have to live without it. You just gotta use all the light
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( yea, yea and a yea, yeah! ) yes!. . There's been a lot of talk about the game of love,. Its what everybody, everywhere, is thinking of!. The love bugs busy as he can be,. And I gotta a funny
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( yea, yea and a yea, yeah! ) yes!. . There's been a lot of talk about the game of love,. Its what everybody, everywhere, is thinking of!. The love bugs busy as he can be,. And I gotta a funny
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for?. Quit your job, let's make a ride for. It's us against the world. Chorus. If you want a cola, I can make it colder. If you want a bad girl, nobody's bolder. And if you want the Queen of New York
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Writer(s) antonio carlos jobim - gene lees - vinicius demoraes Go on your way with the cloudless blue sky above. May all your days be a wonderful song of love. Open your arms and sing of all the
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me down love. Don't give me no hand me down world. I got one already. . Anybody here see the long-distance cheer for the notion. Well, I think we missed it. Anybody here see the sky weepin' tears
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of losing girl. But I play the game. . Cause I got all this time on my side. There's no looking back. Welcome to the real world. . Cause I got all this time on my side. There's no looking back
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. It's OK to let it go. You only have to feel. What you already know. . Courtesy of . Yes we can try a little more. Don't lose hope until the love's gone. And all around the world. There is hope
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. To save them for your reference. A victim of my circumstance But oh when you lay your hands on me. I know that I can heal. There's a blinding light. That no one else can see. Nobody no nobody but
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white. The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night. And I think to myself, what a wonderful world. The colors of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky. Are also on the faces of people going by. I see
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, . And clouds of white. . The bright blessed day, . The dark sacred night. . And I think to myself, . What a wonderful world. . The colors of the rainbow, . So pretty in the sky. . Are also on the
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clouds of white . The bright blessed day,and the dark sacred night . And I think to myself what a wonderful world. . The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky . Are also on the faces of people going
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I see trees of green,. red roses too. I see them bloom,. for me and you. And I think to myself,. what a wonderful world. I see skies of blue,. And clouds of white. The bright blessed day
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I see trees of green red roses too. I see them bloom for me and you. And I think to myself, what a wonderful world I see skies of blue and clouds of white. The bright blessed days the dark sacred
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I see trees of green, red roses too. I see them bloom for me and you. And I think to myself what a wonderful world. I see skies of blue and clouds of white. The bright blessed day, the dark
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O little town of Bethlehem. how still we see Thee lie. Above Thy deep and dreamless sleep. The silent stars go by Yet in Thy dark street shineth. The everlasting light. The hopes and fears of
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. Disappearing behind the memories. Even if I call out with a small voice, there’s no use, I’m losing it again. They brought me here, where not even light laughter is allowed. This cruel world became something I
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This is a wonderful day. It's as bright as a day's ever been. There is a big yellow sun looking down. On a wonderful scene. . Up in the blue sky birds fly. And sing our cares away. And out of
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Bài hát Make The World Move - Christina Aguilera, Cee-Lo Green. Fight the darkness sing the song x3. Move it Move it Move it Move it. If one smile could erase a frown. Imagine what two could do (turn
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, you're every prayer I pray. If our love ceases to be. Then it's the end of my world for me With your hand resting in mine. I feel a power so divine. Il mio mondo cominciato in te. Il mio mondo finir
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. When there's nowhere to hide. On the outside. Living yet dying inside. Your rivers of joy can't be found anymore The day my world it fell away. Shades of gray. Unspoken words, nothing left to say
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pass on the side of the road. What a friend could tell me now A borrowed dime in different light. You might see what the other side looks like. In a random room, an iron door. Kick an empty can
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tiEnd Of The Dream. arEvanescence. alEvanescence. I found a grave. Brushed off the face. Felt your light. I remember why I know this place. I found a bird. Closing her eyes. One last time. And I
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O' little town of Bethlehem, how still we see thee lie. Above thy deep and dreamless sleep, the silent stars go by. Yet in thy dark streets shineth the everlasting light. The hopes and fears of all
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a clock whose hands are sweeping. Past the minutes on its face. And the world is like an apple. Whirling silently in space. Like the circles that you find. In the windmills of your mind. Like a tunnel
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a clock whose hands are sweeping. Past the minutes on its face. And the world is like an apple. Whirling silently in space. Like the circles that you find. In the windmills of your mind. Like a tunnel
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