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Written by Mary Gauthier. . The parade of souls is marching across the sky. Their heat and their light bathed in blue as they march by. . The All Stars play "When the Saints Go Marching In
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Take your father's cross. Gently from the wall. A shadow still remaining. See the churches fall. In mighty arcs of sound. And all that they're containing. Yet all the rugged souls. Looking for
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consumed the rage. And men who souls are trapped and slumped. Will wait until the next time comes. The morning after. We ask for right questions. The morning after. We make the suggestions. We gotta
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you listen to me. Is it so hard to understand. That I am the real seventh son. Your life or death on me depends. Suffering and pain impending disaster. Souls crying the devil's laughter. Heard the cry
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men. And they held their hands as they prayed for them. They carried their souls beyond the moon and the sun. All the way to heaven one by one. The angels worked so hard for so many years. To heaven and
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shore. And their hope grew with a hunger to live unlike before. Tell me now of the very souls that look alike, look alike. Do you know the stranglehold covering their eyes?. If I call on every soul in the
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living the life of an exile. May he die - to be by her side. Once in a blue moon he doesn't think twice. For it lays - a burden in his life. To save a million souls, that's his fight.
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god who's deaf and blind. The last rites for souls on fire. Three little words and a question why. Love's the funeral of hearts. And an ode for cruelty. When angels cry blood. On flowers of evil in
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invisible. So raise the banner,. Bend back your bows. We are the image of the invisible. Remove the cancer,. Take back your souls. We are the image of the invisible. . We all were lost now we are
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of what used to be. Anxiously we embrace the storm. (Until we reach the shore). . Currents flow around me. Carrying other souls just like me. Drained of strength by the burning sun. Frozen by
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I carried you in my arms. Through the hotel to our room. The night was filled with music. Those old historic tunes. Songs of revolution. Filled our hearts and fed our souls. As the fireworks
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deaf and blind. The last rites for souls on fire. Three little words and a question why. . Love's the funeral of hearts. And an ode for cruelty. When angels cry blood. On flowers of evil in bloom
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deaf and blind. The last rites for souls on fire. Three little words and a question why. . Love's the funeral of hearts. And an ode for cruelty. When angels cry blood. On flowers of evil in bloom
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fields of east. Tainted grains in the endless field. A war is coming again. . Feeding on sorrow, harvesting pain. They will never stop the destruction. Their scythe will rend again. Souls ablaze
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songs. Living midnight music. Just to get along From the plane I see the back roads. Your twilight cities your super towns. From the stage I see the drifters. Lost souls who ain't been found Out
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follow me. I can take your lost soul from the grave. Jesus knows your soul can not be saved. . Crucify the so called lord. He soon shall fall to me. Your souls are damned your God has fell. To slave
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no soul!. . My friend John was a serious one. Buttoned up the back and a job half done. Lazy old boy when the good girls turn. His teeth get itchy and his rubber souls burn. When will he ever
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Song The Storm - A Canorous Quintet. Misty shadows grips the heart. Souls reunite in order of chaos. (*) Wnite knights guards the treasures of dreams. In the centre of the storm a man is to emerge
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valley. Tears mingle with rain. A shining light will break my darkness. And mercy will remain. . Bless the seven souls who raised me. Back in Georgia state. And tell my loved-ones not to worry. But
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They took you bodies. Now we gave our souls. They bought our minds. And now we're broke. The air makes my skin turn pale. But I can feel you on the Ritcher-scale. . The revolution, . Well it
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. Feel cold and fearless anger rising far beyond the dark. In search of might and wisdom sacrifice our souls. In the name of truth and justice never to be told Face our fear along the way our freedom
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around me like a sunbeam round the sun. I said put your arms around me like a sunbeam round the sun. Yeah, you gotta love me woman. Cause my life has just begun. . Love me baby, love me when I'm down
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around me like a sunbeam round the sun. I said put your arms around me like a sunbeam round the sun. Yeah, you gotta love me woman. Cause my life has just begun. . Love me baby, love me when I'm down
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around me like a sunbeam round the sun. I said put your arms around me like a sunbeam round the sun. Yeah, you gotta love me woman. Cause my life has just begun. . Love me baby, love me when I'm down
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around me like a sunbeam round the sun. I said put your arms around me like a sunbeam round the sun. Yeah, you gotta love me woman. Cause my life has just begun. . Love me baby, love me when I'm down
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around me like a sunbeam round the sun. I said put your arms around me like a sunbeam round the sun. Yeah, you gotta love me woman. Cause my life has just begun. . Love me baby, love me when I'm down
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around me like a sunbeam round the sun. I said put your arms around me like a sunbeam round the sun. Yeah, you gotta love me woman. Cause my life has just begun. . Love me baby, love me when I'm down
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calling me The figures from the past stand tall. And mocking voices ring the hall. Imperialistic house of prayer. Conquistadors who took their share They keep calling me. Keep on calling me. They keep
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tide. They are angels, they are souls in flight. They are the hope that everythings gonna be alright, . they are the roses Imagine a place filled with happy sounds of playgrounds. Where every child is
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with love. So spread your wings and fly. Guide your spirit safe and sheltered. A thousand dreams that we can still. Believe A boy stood on the moon. The ancient souls can still discover. A thousand
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the will in my blood. And it's the heartless versus souls, and one will stand chorus. But it's only the weak. They wait for glory to appear, and they fail. It's the victory they seek. They lack the
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with love. So spread your wings and fly. Guide your spirit safe and sheltered. A thousand dreams that we can still. Believe A boy stood on the moon. The ancient souls can still discover. A thousand
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to a little room where the bright lights shine. There was ten poor souls like me standin' in that line. I knew I was the victim of somebody's evil plan. When a stool pigeon looked at me an' he said
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I carried you in my arms. Through the hotel to our room. The night was filled with music. Those old historic tunes. Songs of revolution. Filled our hearts and fed our souls. As the fireworks
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Bài hát The Girl Is Mine - 99 Souls, Destiny's Child, Brandy. Excuse me, can I please talk to you for a minute? . Take a minute girl, come sit down . What's been happening? What's been happening