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The art of keeping up disappearances. This is the art, the art of keeping up disappearances Verse. Erase the conclusion. Erase the conclusion. But never meant to clear up. Any of the confusion
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Art-hounds look like nothing. . So Art-hounds write something . And those that do are judged by those . Who tried and found they couldn't do. . Art-hounds see the Greek ideal . And gaze on
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Oh Lord my God when I in awesome wonder. Consider all the worlds Thy hands have made. Now I see the stars and I hear the rolling thunder. Thy art throughout the universe displayed Then sings my
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Oh Lord my God when I in awesome wonder. Consider all the worlds Thy hands have made. Now I see the stars and I hear the rolling thunder. Thy art throughout the universe displayed Then sings my
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Oh Lord, my God when I in awesome wonder. Consider all the worlds Thy hands have made. I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder. Thy art throughout the universe displayed Then sings my soul my
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come. With shout of acclamation. To take me home. What joy shall fill my heart. Then I shall bow in humble adoration. And there proclaim my God how great thou art. Then sings my soul my savior God
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I'll never write my memoirs,. There's nothing in my book,. The only way you see me an art groupie,. I'm hooked. . Some people like to be used,. I've been used and amused,. But that's the way I
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Savior God, to Thee. How great Thou art, how great Thou art. Then sings my soul, my Savior God, to Thee. How great Thou art, how great Thou art!. Then sings my soul, my Savior God, to Thee. How great Thou
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Falling through at the seams. Living life in a dream. Even smiles make a lie. And I smile all the time I'm skilled at the art. Of falling apart. It's the holding together. Together forever I'm
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God to Thee. How great Thou art, how great Thou art?. Then sings my soul my Saviour God to Thee. How great Thou art, how great Thou art? Oh, and when I think that God, his Son not sparing. Sent Him
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And now the art of love Turn out the lights. That's nice. Can I sit on your lap. Umm. So sexy. Umm. Ooh babe Real sexy. Umm. Baby you're so sexy. Oh baby. Umm. Hey papi. Umm, *** mami
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Song How Great Thou Art - Joey, Rory. O Lord my God, When I in awesome wonder. Consider all the worlds Thy Hands have made;. I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder. Thy power throughout the
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sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee . How great thou art! How great thou art! . Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee . How great thou art! How great thou art! . . When Christ shall come, with
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soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,. How great Thou art, How great Thou art. Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,. How great Thou art, How great Thou art!. When through the woods, and forest
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Am I the latest, . In your
art of war?. Thought your hands could heal, . But they left me sore. .
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