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hand in the hand of the man. From Galilee My momma taught me how to pray. Before I reached the age of seven. When I'm down on my knees. That's when I'm closest to Heaven. Daddy lived his life, two
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hand in the hand of the man. From Galilee My momma taught me how to pray. Before I reached the age of seven. When I'm down on my knees. That's when I'm closest to Heaven. Daddy lived his life, two
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. Here's to the lonely everywhere Here's to the wisdom from the mouths of babes. Here's to the lions in the cage. Here's to the struggles of the silent war. Here's to the closing of the age Here's to you
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. Here's to the lonely everywhere Here's to the wisdom from the mouths of babes. Here's to the lions in the cage. Here's to the struggles of the silent war. Here's to the closing of the age Here's to you
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how to pray. Before I reached the age of seven . . . She said There'll come a time when we'll probably need a room. In heaven!. And I'm feeling kinda guilty 'bout the number of times. To do what
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A hand in my mouth, a life spills into the flowers. We all look so perfect as we all fall down In an electric glare, the old man cracks with age. She found his last picture in the ashes of the fire
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of the grind Today, the new age. We'll rise up. State our case. Throw it down And after the rain. The only ones that still remain. Are standing proud. Separated from the crowd (How do we know
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Now why do you stand by the window. Abandoned to beauty and pride. The thorn of the night in your bosom. The spear of the age in your side? Lost in the rages of fragrance. Lost in the rags of
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Another night in any town. You can hear the thunder of their cry. Ahead of their time. They wonder why Shadows of a golden age. A generation waits for dawn. Brave carry on. Bold and the strong
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Another night in any town. You can hear the thunder of their cry. Ahead of their time. They wonder why Shadows of a golden age. A generation waits for dawn. Brave carry on. Bold and the strong
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all thats takens given back,. The golden age is coming round the bend. Just roll with it baby,. let go and shake a little tail fin,. Roll with it, just roll with it baby,. let go. All the things
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all thats takens given back,. The golden age is coming round the bend. Just roll with it baby,. let go and shake a little tail fin,. Roll with it, just roll with it baby,. let go. All the things
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to act his age. But like an eagle he's locked in a parrots cage. Well Joeys got to prove he's the leader of the pack. But once you start a running. There ain't no turning back. He's the kid that
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. Changing, are we so severe?. Holding to the reigns. Hands calloused with age. This place, a plague upon the rest. Plug in, tighten up the fray. Justify your skin, you stab yourself again I chased the
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loves of my past . Wake the White Wolf! . Remembrance at last . Wake the White Wolf at the dawn of war . The end of the age is-a coming now . Sign of flame will sting . Punishment I bring . Steel and
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cures. Where hope is currency and death. is not the last unknown . Where time begins to fade. And age is welcome home. It's the season of eyes meeting . over the noise. And holding fast with sharp
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1989, the bridge neil young tribute, caroline records (1374/kar002, us) thurston. Cars are trucks. They got me on the corner. But I'm alright. Standing proud before the signal. When I see the
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hold their babies. Sittin' on the front porch swing Where was I when the time came to join the married ladies. Why did I paint the nail when the finger had no ring. Why do I sit at night at my age to
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hand. of the man from a Galilee. Mama taught me how to pray. before I reached the age of seven. And when I′m down on my knees. that′s a when I′m close to heaven. Daddy lived his life with two kids and a
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(wilkinson). . To be running so far away. To rely on the perfect stranger. True colours they suffer with age. One look at the storm and fly straight on in. To the rain and thunder. Fool lover
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I was born in the dirt. I never had no home. And the places I've lived. You don't wanna know. Well if you wanna hear evil. Just come a little bit close I was a snake-eyed boy. And at the age of
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The horizon has been defeated. By the pirates of the new age. Alien casinos. Well maybe it's just time to say. Things can go bad. And make you want to run away. But as we grow older. The
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You're so scared to fall in love. Cuz you end up in the dush. Everytime everytime. Now you see us all the same. Like our words are just a game. Spitting lies, dirty lies. I know you know. There's
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blues. Truth is after all a moving target. Hairs to split, and pieces that don't fit. How can anybody be enlightened?. Truth is after all so poorly lit. . It's just the age. It's just a stage. We
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of Macedon. The legend, his name was Alexander. At the age of nineteen. He became the Macedon King. And he swore to free all of Asia Minor. By the Aegean Sea. In 334 B. C. He utterly beat the armies of
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. Carrying the Flame, . We're the Children of future. New era is calling. Singing hymns to life. In the Age of Aquarius. We are angel and beast. We're blind, but we see. We are screaming in silence. And
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. Don't know your age. Don't see the lines you try to hide. The eyes of love. See only what's inside. . Little girl has grown and flowered. Glasses tiny, in her eyes. She can see a lot more clearly
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Bài hát The Maestro - Caro Emerald. Verse. Presence, elegance, an unmistakable dominance. Behind those steely eyes. Anything you know is coincidence. No one seems to know anything about his age, just
