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Like a dream on the ocean. Always drifting away. And I can't catch up. She just skips away - on the tide. Sometimes a great notion. Can lead you astray. So weak to devotion. So strong to desire
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Crystal words that hang so fine but none will stop us falling. Pulling faster all the time powerless to warnings. If you feel the hand of God, can you guide it holy man?. But you are only flesh and
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Autumn blew it's leaves at me,. Threatening winter as I walked. Summer always goes so quick, barely stopping like my thoughts. Which dip and spin and change so fast. I have to wonder - will I last
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It's in a stroke of a brush. It's in the wave of a hand. And a view so bright. It turns the world. And makes all right. Yet seems to say. Come what may. You will be what you will. With a brush
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I saw you today, or at least I think it was. It's hard to say, we've all changed so much. Compelled to look, but I hid my face. It's hard to trace - these feelings. Gone so soon, the time I spent
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I saw you today, or at least I think it was. It's hard to say, we've all changed so much. Compelled to look, but I hid my face. It's hard to trace - these feelings. Gone so soon, the time I spent
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Remember how we started on a summer's night. To drunk to care abut what might. You turned my head to kiss your lips. Time stood still as my heart skipped a beat. And if I could I'd take your hand.
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In a momentary lapse of my condition. That sent me tumbling down into a deep despair. Lost and dazed so I had no real recollection. Until the rain cleared the air. When you wake to find that every
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Was that a shooting star I saw. It's rare for me to make a wish at all. Because I feel that I can only hope. These dangerous time, we are barely afloat. And I hope the world will heal itself. And
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Crystal words that hang so fine but none will stop us falling. Pulling faster all the time powerless to warnings. If you feel the hand of God, can you guide it holy man?. But you are only flesh and
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Like pebbles on a beach. Kicked around, displaced by feet. Like broken stones - all trying to get home. Like a loser's reach. Too slow & short to hit the peaks. So lost & alone - trying to get ho
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I come to you when you least expect. I call to you to come with me now. I ask of you to drop all things of absolution. And whatever may be in your hands All on a misty morning. I come to you with
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And all the pictures on the wall. Serve only to remind you of it all. The wasted days we could have lived. Now we're left with nothing left to give. There was a time I really loved you. But when
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Sugartown has turned so sour. Its people angry in their sleep. There's more small-town paranoia. Sweeping down it's evil sheets -. You can tell it's witching hour. You can feel the spirits rise.
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I'm wishing on a star. To follow where you are. I'm wishing on a dream. To follow where you'll be. . And I'm wishing on all the rainbows that I see. Wishing on all the people who've, ever been.
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Something worn, like a blanket thrown. Your tender heart, your crystal spirit. Keeps me warm and safe from harm. Wrapped around my shoulder I love to wake and watch your face. And while you sleep,
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Fly on wings of speed. That will bring you home to me. I'll never be free - from the darkness I see. As I wait for your smile. Though my hands are tied,. My feet are bound by fate. With clay at