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    Verse 1. Sycamore in the summer bearing leaves. Swing, you're pushin' our daughter underneath. Flowers bloom in the garden, sway in breeze. Just imagine a world where we could be. Pre-Chorus. Right no
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    Verse 1. Rain keeps beating on the rooftop, muddying the glass. But, God, I love the sound of heaven. Sat cross-legged on the carpet. Listenin' to vinyl, trying to ignore the weather. Pre-Chorus. This
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    Verse 1. Where is my mind? I've lost the nerve. This year flew by without a word. I had a plan to cross the world. But haven't left this island. The stores closed down and opened up. I said I'd do a s
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    Verse 1. Well, good morning there. What a way to start the day. With everything laid bare. Hair on the pillow like a frame. Pre-Chorus. If I could capture every fleck of light. I'd capture all and eve
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    Verse 1. Oh, it took a while to read the signs. But she used to be a friend of mine. Leadin' forward, but fell behind. Loneliness redefined. Pre-Chorus. Over and all of above, I hope for. Happiness is
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    Bài hát Curtains - Ed Sheeran. Can you pull the curtains? Let me see the sunshine. I think I'm done with my hidin' place and you found me anyway. It's been forever, but I'm feelin' alright. Tears dry
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    (Ed MottaRonaldo Bastos). Rir nunca mais. A iluso que vai durar pra sempre. Nunca mais. Sol nunca mais. O que era febril a chuva vem molhar. Foi bom sonhar. Mas acordei ao som dos pesadelos