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In my head there's a way to get higher. In my head there's a ladder, gonna climb it. And in my mind there's a way back, a way down. . In my mind there's a way, just hasn't been found.
I hear the sound. Echoes beneath. Angels and skylines meet. And I'm straining to reach. The light on the surface. Light on the otherside. I feel the pages turning.
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Blue fires burning again,. In my head,. All the things we left unsaid,. In my head,. . Fires,. Fires. . Blue fires burning again,. In my head,. All the love we left for dead,.
Sorrowful stories. I hear all that's shown. His posturish shiver on his things. And she's always known. Things from the forest die here. But I don't. Dead forest things are offered here.
Each is not my love, moan I for what. I make up hundreds so I know how to make love. There, you can have my youth, I know I have loved. Started to see him, 'till when I married him.
Aliveness. Exploration. Aliveness. Energy. . Are you the right man for me?. Are you safe? Are you my friend?. Are you the right man for me?. Are you safe? Are you my friend?.
Blood woman. Blood bitch. There's a corona. A corona swelling. Pressing hands. Against this scar. There's no warmth. There's no warmth to be felt. Don't damage my altar.
Blind dumb deafen offends. I was never a part of it. Blind dumb deafen offends. I was never a part of it. At the bosom. Or the breast. Or the forehead.
Every week, Move is small. When he cared, When he did love. When he knew, When he'd fall. I hear she'd fall, Ha, she fell. Here she'd fall, Ha, she fell.
Fly, won't you fly?. It comes overreaching. It's that whirly gig. It's also for jack. . Whoever comes clean or a hullabaloo. For whip-stitching. Please won't you fly?.
Suenan los cueros, la noche se agita. se escucha un tambor de África. bailan los negros, la luna vigila. el sueño de Bembelequa. . El tambor mayor repica.
They hear my Brixton Briefcase, from across the pond London's burning, but the beat goes on, Feel My Power the electrical life real rude boys own the town tonight.
I've been living for the weekend but no not anymore. 'Cause here comes that familiar feeling that Friday's famous for. Yeah, I'm looking for some action and it's out there somewhere.
I've been living for the weekend but not anymore. 'Cause here comes that familiar feeling that Friday's famous for. Yeah, I'm looking for some action and it's out there somewhere.
I been livi'n for the weekend. But, no, not anymore. Cuz here comes that familiar feelin'. That Fridays famous for. . Yeah I'm lookin' for some action.
It might sound crazy. But I think I recognize her from a dream. She's the most beautiful girl. That I've never seen Instantly. . I'm in love she's the same as she was.
Verse 1. . The wine is white and the lights are dim. They warned you don't go home with him. Cause he have two feet that'll dance again. (I know, but will I ever get the chance again).
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