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go. If she sip lean, double-cup toast. I got a duffle full of hundos. There the love go, where's the uproar?. What the * though?. Where the love go?. Five, four, three, two, I let one go. Bow, get
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. . Northern lights. Haunting me. I'll be back where I long to be. But the northern lights. Carry on. One more night alone. . Walk through the storm. Never fear. My love is real. Dreams captured me
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tiNorthern Skies. arDido. alSafe Trip Home. Dido - Northern Skies. I have returned to Northern Skies. Where Summer hasn't touched. The clouds that pass above. I have returned to sombre greys. Of days
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Sit awhile staring at the ocean. Riding high the boats flying motion. Just a smile, tears and emotion. Storm rise on the northern skyline Shadows are haunting me. Drifting down to the sea
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Song The Northern - Alexisonfire. He comes, he comes. Judge so severe. Seven trumpets speak. Oh they speak him near. He comes, he comes. Judge so severe. Seven trumpets speak. Oh, they speak him near
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let it on alright And when that bird sings from over that silver wall. I don't want to fight it, Billy, 'cause I want to go There's a northern wind, Billy, blowin' up a southern change. And a northern
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Northern star. It'll be my guide. Lead us Incomprehensible across. And its promises fall behind Smokes stack lightning on the dark. Lights of temper coming to view. See the old fields burn
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for the wind to take us back so we can see again. The sun on the northern end. Guide our souls back home so we can live again. On the shores of the northern end Longing for my home's embrace. I
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Had a northern lad, well, not exactly had. He moved like the sunset, God who painted that. First he loved my accent, how his knees could bend. I thought we'd be okay, me and my molasses But I feel
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Had a northern lad, well, not exactly had. He moved like the sunset, God who painted that. First he loved my accent, how his knees could bend. I thought we'd be okay, me and my molasses But I feel
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Blue northern lights. Oh, weary wind stinging your ears. It's howling tonight. Singin' you songs of movin' on The sparkle and snow. Crushin' diamonds under your feet. St. Mary's
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and I feel it cry for me. reaching up for the northern lights. leave it all behind. reaching up for the neon sky. now our stars align and everything we touch, it turn turns to gold. never ever let
