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everywhere you see. Joy to you and me. He rules the world. With truth and grace. And makes the nations prove. The glories of His righteousness. And wonders of His love. And wonders of His love. And wonders
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rules the world with truth and grace. And makes the nations prove The glories of His righteousness. And wonders of His love. And wonders of His love. And wonders, wonders of His love Joy to the world
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He rules the world with truth and grace. And makes the nations prove. The glories of His righteousness. And wonders of His love. And wonders of His love. And wonders, and wonders of His love Joy
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Hark! the herald angels sing. Glory to the new-born King!. Peace on earth and mercy mild. God and sinners reconciled!. Joyful, all ye nations, rise,. Join the triumph of the skies. With the
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Originally by Bob Dylan. . Sixteen years. Sixteen banners united over the field. Where the good shepherd grieves. Desperate men, desperate women divided. Spreading their wings 'neath falling
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could never bind it. It vowed to reach the top. Monster. Monster of rock. They could never bind it. Impossible to stop. Took the sound across the seas, the people stood in awe. At last the sound
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could never bind it. It vowed to reach the top. Monster. Monster of rock. They could never bind it. Impossible to stop. Took the sound across the seas, the people stood in awe. At last the sound
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Walk down Portobello road to the sound of reggae. I'm alive. The age of gold, yes the age of. The age of old. The age of gold. The age of music is past. I hear them talk as I walk yes I hear
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Walk down Portobello road to the sound of reggae. I'm alive. The age of gold, yes the age of. The age of old. The age of gold. The age of music is past. I hear them talk as I walk yes I hear
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Walk down Portobello road to the sound of reggae. I'm alive. The age of gold, yes the age of. The age of old. The age of gold. The age of music is past. I hear them talk as I walk yes I hear
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. . Joyful all ye nations rise. Join the triumph of the skies. With angelic hosts proclaim. Glory to the King. While the angels sing. . (chorus). . Everybody sing joy. Sing joy to the world. All over
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Hark the herald angels sing. "Glory to the newborn King". Peace on earth and mercy mild. God and sinners reconciled Joyful, all ye nations rise. Join the triumph of the skies. With angelic host
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. Come morning light. You and I'll be safe and sound. Verse 2 Taylor Swift with John Paul White of the Civil Wars backup. Don't you dare look out your window. Darling, everything's on fire. The war outside
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shimmering with hate. By-Tor and the Snow Dog. Square for battle, let the fray begin. . The battle's over and the dust is clearing. Disciples of the Snow Dog sound the knell. Rejoicing echoes as the dawn
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shimmering with hate. By-Tor and the Snow Dog. Square for battle, let the fray begin. . The battle's over and the dust is clearing. Disciples of the Snow Dog sound the knell. Rejoicing echoes as the dawn
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rules the world. With truth and grace. And makes the nations prove. The glories of His righteousness. And wonders of His love. And wonders of His love. And wonders of His. Chorus. Joy, joy to the world
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Feeling easy on the outside. Not so funny on the inside. Feel the sound, pray for rain. For this is the night we ride This ain't the garden of Eden. There ain't no angels above. And things ain't
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he was young. From time to time he would tip his heart. But each time she withdrew Everybody loves the sound of a train in the distance. Everybody thinks its true. Everybody loves the sound of a
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tip his heart. But each time she withdrew Everybody loves the sound of a train in the distance. Everybody thinks its true. Everybody loves the sound of a train in the distance. Everybody thinks its
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The silence is unusually loud tonight the strange sound of nothing fills my ears. The night rushes in like a crowd of nights and the ghost of our old love goes away. This strange world of darkness
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The silence is unusually loud tonight the strange sound of nothing fills my ears. The night rushes in like a crowd of nights and the ghost of our old love goes away. This strange world of darkness
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Bài hát United We Are (Armin Van Buuren Remix Edit) - Hardwell, Amba Shepherd. United we are. Like all the summer stars. United we are. We've come so far. United we are. You're talking to my heart
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Walk down Portobello road to the sound of reggae. I'm alive. The age of gold, yes the age of. The age of old. The age of gold. The age of music is past. I hear them talk as I walk yes I hear
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*** your coat and get you hat. Leave your worries on the doorstep. Just direct your feet. To the sunny side of the street Hear that pitter-pat. That's the happy sound of my feet. Life can be so
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White cloth, black napkins, wood chairs, surround me. Wood tables, foggy signs, in front with no lies Night falls beneath candle light Cast shadows, incense fragrance. From the corner of the room
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Steve walks warily down the street, . With the brim pulled way down low . Ain't no sound but the sound of his feet, . Machine guns ready to go . Are you ready, Are you ready for this . Are you
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shimmering with hate. By-Tor and the Snow Dog. Square for battle, let the fray begin. . The battle's over and the dust is clearing. Disciples of the Snow Dog sound the knell. Rejoicing echoes as the dawn
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Through scapes of murmur. Noisy walls of sound. Without a starlit night. Shores are nowhere to be found. On seas of wonder. Ye confused strays. Without a guiding light. You see no ways Into
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Bài hát Breaking Down The Borders - Miracle of Sound. Come join the party in the dust and the sand. Chip on your shoulder sweat and dirt on your hands. Machines in slumber start to lumber outside
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Verse 1. I'm from the east side of America. Where we choose pride over character. And we can pick sides, but this is us, this is us, this is. I live on the west side of America. Where they spin lies
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of the show The shadow of a lonely man. Feels nobody else. In the shadow of a lonely, lonely man. I can see myself Looking out of nowhere. Looking out of nowhere But the sound of the crowds. When
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no glory on that side of the hole Were are united, by drifting alone. This is the army of none, got no flag, got no home. Just witches and scabs, an awful mess, I confess. Let's do it again, so
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get no glory on that side of the hole. . Were are united, by drifting alone. This is the army of none, got no flag, got no home. Just witches & scabs, an awful mess, I confess. Let's do it again.
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get no glory on that side of the hole. . Were are united, by drifting alone. This is the army of none, got no flag, got no home. Just witches & scabs, an awful mess, I confess. Let's do it again.
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honesty One likes to believe in the freedom of music. But glittering prizes and endless compromises. Shatter the illusion of integrity, yeah Invisible airwaves crackle with life. Bright antennae bristle
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Save it for the next time. Hands over my head. Faintest sound of lightning. Faintest sound I heard. I'll never, no no. I'll never. . All around my body. All around my feet. Please they are