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Where's the orchestra?. Wasn't this supposed to be a musical?. Here I am,. In the balcony,. How the hell could I have missed the overture?. I like the scenery. Even though, I have absolutely no
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From the stern to the bow. Oh my boat is empty. Yes, my heart is empty. From the hole to the how. . From the rudder to the sail. Oh, my boat is empty. Yes, my hand is empty. From the wrist to
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You say that your visions are guided. Or maybe they've been mislead. On the Dark Side of the Sun. Living just to bury the dead On the Dark Side of the Sun. On the Dark Side of the Sun Belief in
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Break 1. Dance to the beat like (Whoop, whoop!). Dance to the beat like (Whoop, whoop!). Dance to the beat like (Whoop, whoop!). Dance to the beat like (Whoop, whoop!). Dance to the, dance to the
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Dance to the beat like (Whoop, whoop!). Dance to the beat like (Whoop, whoop!). Dance to the beat like (Whoop, whoop!). Dance to the beat like (Whoop, whoop!). Dance to the, dance to the, dance to
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Break 1. Dance to the beat like (Whoop, whoop!). Dance to the beat like (Whoop, whoop!). Dance to the beat like (Whoop, whoop!). Dance to the beat like (Whoop, whoop!). Dance to the, dance to the
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🎵 🎵 What's the problem? 🎵 🎵 Dog 🎵 🎵 Rrrraaah! 🎵 🎵 🎵 What's the problem? 🎵 🎵 🎵 Dog 🎵 🎵 🎵 What's the problem? 🎵 🎵 Dog 🎵 🎵 Rrrraaah! 🎵 🎵 🎵 What's the problem? 🎵 🎵 🎵 What's the
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Let me take you down. To testify. Under the brow of a sparkling sky. We'll dance away. A distant day. And shout our sins. In a passion play. . Over we go. Diving for pearls. Over we go
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Tell me who doesn't love. What can never come back?. You can never forget how it used to feel The illusion is deep. It's as deep as the night. I can tell by your tears you remember it all, oh I
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Think you own whatever land you land on. Earth is just a dead thing you can claim. But I know every rock and tree and creature. Has a life, has a spirit, has a name. Think the only people who are
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ti. ar. al. -The Airway-. -Owl City-. # Windshadow #. When I am fast asleep. I dream and see you floating high above me. And I awake at dawn. Before the rays of morning paint the front lawn. From on
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Thank you for the cross, Lord. Thank you for the price You paid. Bearing all my sin and shame, in love You came. And gave amazing grace Thank you for this love, Lord. Thank you for the nail
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Take me in my dreams recurring. Cheerful as a childhood dance. Into one more taste of freedom. One more longing backward glance In the sway of somber music. I shall never, never understand. Let
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There the soldiers in the sunlight. Kill the center of a man in endless suicide. By the night light in foreign sky. Is the holstered bridled child spinning 'round the flame Each is loved now or
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Take a seat, right over there, sat on the stairs. Stay or leave, the cabinets are bare, and I'm unaware. Of just how we got into this mess, got so aggressive. I know we meant all good intentions. So
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tiWar Child. arThe Cranberries. al. Who will save the war child baby. Who controls the keys. The web we weave is thick and sordid. Fine by me. At times of war. We're all the losers. There's no
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Figure since I'm so far gone, oceans away, I can lay my sabre down today. I miss the words I love the words, you did not say. I miss the kiss you never. Gave away. There goes the sun, oceans away
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A bruised full moon play fights with the stars. This place is our prison, its cells are the bars. So take me to town, I wanna dance with the city. Show me something ugly and show me something
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Oh, where did you go?. Waiting by the rocks. Stories never told When you cried out loud. It never made a sound. Away from the towns. And far from the crowds Gold, silver and gold. Waiting by
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Callin' out around the world. Are you ready for a brand new beat?. Summer's here and the time is right. For dancin' in the street (dancin’ in the street). . They're dancin' in Chicago (dancin
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In the still of the night. As I gaze from of my window. At the moon in its flight. My thoughts all stray to you. In the still of the night. While the world is in slumber. Oh the times without
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Can't hear myself think. Through the crashin' of the rain. I'm passin' judgment in the fast lane. And smoothin' out a rough stone. Guess it comes with age. You start to wonder 'bout the time theft
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Oh, the wayward wind is a restless wind. A restless wind that yearns to wander. And he was born the next of kin. The next of kin to the wayward wind In a lonely shack by a railroad track. He
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I know you're cold but I've seen it before. I'll take a chance on the wine. Your starched white hips intravenous she drips. In fear of turning blind Hair to gray and some guys say. Shows you're
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Flickering, the shadows fall across my eyes. Across the walls. Time engulfs me once more. I'm in the place and I'm enthralled. This mists that creep, the hound that howls. The lightning
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Take a walk on the why side. A fast ride, through anarchistic eyes. Take a look at the real world. The wheels turn, on sugar coated lies Reality is a fist *, a kiss first. A rat infested ride
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wrong tonight . Yeah baby, tonight, yeah baby . Right on the limb is where we know . We both belong tonight. It's hard to feel the rush . To brush the dangerous . I'm gonna run right to, to the edge with
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And they came to the river. And they came from the road. And he wanted the sun. Just to call his own And they walked on the dirt. And they walked from the road. 'Til they came to the river
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When the day is over. The devil is near. The people who know it. Are full of fear When the devil is coming. A virgin will die. A soldier of the darkness. Will take her life The demon takes the
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-------------------------------. . One day high above the horizon appears the. Familiar shape of the great white bird. Rhayader in. His joy sends for Fritha
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Na na na na na na na na . Nhưng cơm ôi em nấm chặt Yên lặng cùng mình nhân vì sao Ôn em trong vòng tay Còn tin được chả nghiền gì bộ Và chỉ cần duyên cơn một nốt côi Đốt, đầy then đừng trộn nên anh
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Who are you?. Man condemned to shine a salvation. Throughout the centuries. Why?. Was the wine of the grail. Too sour for man to drink. The carpenter. Carved his anchor. On the dying souls of
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Arabian sand. Feel it slipping through your hands. Arabian sand Arabian sand. A madness you can't understand. Arabian sand The mad man's in the desert. Look out behind you. The mad man's in the
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My baby paints herself red. She paints her hair. Her hair is dead. She's living in the city. With the bodies that scream. We are all jesus. We all dream. See the dancer in there reeling
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The morning sun beam. Finds a man in black. With a cruel face. No marks of grace. The tools of his trade. Seem scary on the back. Against the wall. He uses them all. . Seeing him makes grown
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Such a feeling's comin' over me . there is wonder in'mót everything I see . not a cloud in the sky got the sun in my eyes . and I won't be suprised if it's a dream . everything I want the world to be