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a trace. And yet there still remain survivors. To bear the shame of their disgrace. . Last night I lay in bed. And held myself. Trying to remember. How it once was with you. How your hands
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all but disappeared. And the only trace of her that's left, I find each night in here Now she's just numbers on the jukebox that I lean on. There's a little bit of her in every hurtin' song. I used
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I can't recall how many times she said, she'd never leave. Or the times she swored the only one for her was me. But the angel I was counting on has all but disappeared. And the only trace of her
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. I want to feel, sunlight on my face. See that dust cloud disappear without a trace. I want to take shelter from the poison rain. We're still building. Then burning down love, burning down love. And
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see the dust- cloud disappear. Without a trace. I wanna take shelter from the poison rain. Where the streets have no name. . Where the streets have no name. Where the streets have no name. We're
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see the dust- cloud disappear. Without a trace. I wanna take shelter from the poison rain. Where the streets have no name. . Where the streets have no name. Where the streets have no name. We're
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see the dust- cloud disappear. Without a trace. I wanna take shelter from the poison rain. Where the streets have no name. . Where the streets have no name. Where the streets have no name. We're
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, feeling naughty . Get loose go *** somebody . Whoa oa oh oh ao oh . If you got youngblood . This is our time . Hands up, touch the skyline . Tonight yeah, I'mma get mine . Whoa oa oh oh ao oh . If you got
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can see to the shadow of the sun. We can be in the shadow of the sun. Untie the sails, the shore will melt away. Without a trace, i hear the raven say. When it's love, this is love, when it's love. That
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. Fulfill our duty. Then vanish without a trace. Don't need a medal. For all the men we kill. Freedom is calling. To all men who bend their will. Wind of destruction
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gonna trace this. The old man was shaking, his marbles were missed. The shadows and footprints and flickering lights. The butler's up late with a cold in his eye The porchlight, the torchlight. The
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Got a little shade. got a little sun. Got a long list of things. to get done. Too bad. So sad Got a little swing out. on the porch. Old dog pantin' by the screen door. Wants to play catch
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sad song. We've heard too much of that before. Right now I only want to be here with you. Till the morning dew comes falling. I want to take you to the island. And trace your footprints in the sand. And
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more. The journey's now completed. . The past is far behind us now. It was buried in the crossin'. We have our place that bears the trace. Of time so long forgotten. We were distant by a broken
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sight When. . the shark bites with his teeth dear, Scarlet. billows start to spread Fancy. gloves though wears, MacHeath dear, So. there’s not a trace mmm, of red On. . the sidewalk Sunday, mornin
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