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Through a mutual agreement, we got that aching feeling. To look up one another one more time. Tracking down the zip codes, sealing down those envelopes. Lack of communication on the telephone line
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sea. I hope I will someday forgive me. Please moor. my empty boat on a pier. I can blame for the blue blood that runs in my veins. But I seem to forget that we are all the same. In your own blaze of
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swaying to and fro. They didn't know just what to use. That is how the blues really began. They heard the breeze in the trees. Singing weird melodies. And they made that the start, the start of the blues
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staying home. I'm feeling good for the first time, it's been a while since the last time. I wave goodbye when you say hello, woah,. I'm sick of the sleepless neverending nights. I just don't care who
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Look around me all I see. Thousands of faces wanting me. How can I lead?. How can I rule?. When I'm the king, king of the fools. . What kind of kingdom has no throne?. No crown or castle do I
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the map of the world. Just a spot on the map of the world?. When I imagine the whole universe. Oh, where do I fit in? The wind comes through singin' the blues. But where do I fit in?. The Autumn
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Your needs need attention, I'm blinded by the truth. Let me release the tension that's taking hold of you. . It's only natural to free the animal (inside). The nature of the beast is, you want it
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There were tears in the crowded congregation,. There were hearts that have loved but all in vain,. T'was goodbye to the sweetheart of the nation,. At the wedding of Lili Marlene. Men who'd
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There were tears in the crowded congregation,. There were hearts that have loved but all in vain,. T'was goodbye to the sweetheart of the nation,. At the wedding of Lili Marlene. Men who'd
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Now is the time while the soft wind is blowing. Now is the time with the trees full of song. Now is the time while the wild world is turning. To lie down together in the green fields of summer
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Now is the time while the soft wind is blowing. Now is the time with the trees full of song. Now is the time while the wild world is turning. To lie down together in the green fields of summer
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The Phantom of the Opera. Sang by Steve Harley and Sarah Brightman Sarah. Beneath the operahouse,. I know he's there,. He's with me on the stage,. He's everywhere. And when my song begins,. I
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Song Sunny Side Of The Street - Rod Stewart. *** your coat and get your hat, leave your worry at the doorstep. Just direct your feet to the sunny side of the street. Can't you hear that pitter pat
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Song Sunny Side Of The Street - Rod Stewart. *** your coat and get your hat, leave your worry at the doorstep. Just direct your feet to the sunny side of the street. Can't you hear that pitter pat
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Bài hát Out of the Blue - David Gilmour. Out of the blue on the wings of a dove. A messenger comes with the beating of drums. It's not a message of love. Our children are born, and we keep them warm
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Song Song Of The Violin - James Otto. The last fifty years. Have seen laughter and tears. And your hair slowly fade to gray . Your children are grown now. And it's hard to believe. How the years have
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End of the world. You should come with me to the end of the world,. Without telling your parents and your friends. You know that you only need to say the word,. So end my play with the end of the
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tiThe Immortals. arKings Of Leon. alCome Around Sundown. Kings Of Leon - The Immortals. The open road, the path of greatness. It's at your fingers. Go be the one that keeps on fighting. Go be the
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Pangs of silence. From the room upstairs. How's the view there? Do you read. What they're. Saying about you? That you're no fun. Since the war was won. In fact, you have become. All of the
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Breathing here, and the air is clear. Changes of which I could foresee Violence caressing, impending distress. As my body lay sleeping eternally bleeding, and. Shallow despair, broken years cannot
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tiThe Immortals. arKings Of Leon. alCome Around Sundown. Kings Of Leon - The Immortals. The open road, the path of greatness. It's at your fingers. Go be the one that keeps on fighting. Go be the
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If you're traveling in the north country fair. Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline. Remember me to one who lives there. She once was the true love of mine. . If you go when the
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Well these should be the best days of your life. But you worried all the goodness away. And these should be the times you remember the most. But you haven't got the patience today. . Down at the
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In spite of all the danger,. In spite of all that may be . I'll do anything for you,. Anything you want me to,. If you'll be true to me . In spite of all the heartache,. That you may cause me, . I'll
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In spite of all the danger,. In spite of all that may be . I'll do anything for you,. Anything you want me to,. If you'll be true to me . In spite of all the heartache,. That you may cause me, . I'll
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. . Outside of the gates the trucks were unloadin'. The weather was hot, a-nearly 90 degrees. The man standin' next to me, his head was exploding. Well, I was prayin' the pieces wouldn't fall on me. Yeah
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(Bator/Turner). Memories of so long ago. Strange feelings I don't really know. Drawing me from my sancturary. Wandering with shadows. Animal instinction cries. Hear the creature locked up
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, yeah, your honesty. . One likes to believe in the freedom of music,. But glittering prizes and endless compromises. Shatter the illusion of integrity. . For the words of the prophets were written
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Middle of the night hold on till morning. We will see the light love is spawning. Middle of the night hold on forever. We'll know when it's right all together When will we listen. When will we
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You better watch out. You better beware. They're coming from all sides of the country. You better beware. . Return of the rat(x3). No, no, no, no!. Return of the rat(x3). No, no, no, no!. No
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place, the hour Waiting for the winter sun. And the cold light of day. The misty ghosts of childhood fears. The pressure is building and I can't stay away I throw myself into the sea. Release the wave
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The morning sun touched lightly on the eyes of lucy jordan. In a white suburban bedroom in a white suburban town. As she lay there 'neath the covers dreaming of a thousand lovers. Till the world
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The morning sun touched lightly on the eyes of lucy jordan. In a white suburban bedroom in a white suburban town. As she lay there 'neath the covers dreaming of a thousand lovers. Till the world
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a carnival balloon. Like a carousel thatâ€TMs turning. Running rings around the moon. Like a clock whose hands are sweeping. Past the minutes of it's face. And the world is like an apple. Whirling
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tiThe Boys Of Fall. arKenny Chesney. al. 00-2. 00Kenny Chesney - The Boys Of Fall. 00-1. 00. When I feel that chill, smell that fresh cut grass. I'm back in my helmet, cleats and shoulder pads
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tiThe Boys Of Fall. arKenny Chesney. al. 00-2. 00Kenny Chesney - The Boys Of Fall. 00-1. 00. When I feel that chill, smell that fresh cut grass. I'm back in my helmet, cleats and shoulder pads
