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down on the ground. Sing to the Lord in a weary sound. Ask Him for the strength I need. Break my heart like a weed. . For all that we've grown. How could we forget. Those who don't know. Or just
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Not a dry eye in the house. after love's curtain comes down. Listen and you'll hear the sound. Hear the sound of a heart breaking I can still see you standin' there. Midnight wind blowin' through
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. And the seal goes ow ow ow. But there’s one sound - That no one knows. What does the fox say?. Ring-ding-ding-ding-dingeringeding. Wa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pow. Hatee-hatee-hatee-ho. Tchoffo-tchoffo-tchoffo
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To the extent that I wear skirts. And cheap nylon slips I've gone native. I wanted to know the exact dimension of hell. Does this sound simple? * you, are you for sale?. Does * you sound
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your singer's blood is incensed at the depth of sound. Lacerations echo in the mouth's open erotic sky where dance together. The lost trenches of rhythm and an imploring immobility. Ladies and
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your singer's blood is incensed at the depth of sound. Lacerations echo in the mouth's open erotic sky where dance together. The lost trenches of rhythm and an imploring immobility. Ladies and
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(Ray Sawyer/Dennis Locorriere/Ron Haffkine) He stands tall in his handmade boots. Pretty little girls all around. Black was the shade of his nudie suit. And when he sang there was not a sound From
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anxious. For a little affection? Oh, I feel danger I don't want to cry too soon, don't want to sound the alarm. A lonely pedestrian, walking in the night. And there's no need to run 'cos I'm following
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like a restless wind. And I can see my world is comin' to an end. Like the sound of thunder angry words ring out again. There's a storm in the heartland there's a storm in the heartland. guitar. The love
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sound the way that it did when it was new . . When papa played the dobro this a way and he'd go . . dobro
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minds. Getting so much resistance from behind. It's time we stop. Hey, what's that sound?. Everybody look - what's going down?. What a field day for the heat. A thousand people in the street. Singing
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. . There's a hole in the sky. Something evil's passing by, what's to come. When the siren calls you go. To run with the wolf. . When the world makes a turn. Then eyes of one will learn. That a sound
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. . There's a hole in the sky. Something evil's passing by, what's to come. When the siren calls you go. To run with the wolf. . When the world makes a turn. Then eyes of one will learn. That a sound
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What's it gonna take to slow us down. To let the silence spin us around?. What's it gonna take to drop this town?. We've been spinning at the speed of sound Stepping out of those convenience
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, time's going to keep the promise. It's alright, it's alright. . Mercy falls on my sacred ground. Pretty woman cries but makes no sound. I am lost, it don't matter. If the paper house comes tumbling
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What's it gonna take to slow us down. To let the silence spin us around?. What's it gonna take to drop this town?. We've been spinning at the speed of sound Stepping out of those convenience
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, time's going to keep the promise. It's alright, it's alright. . Mercy falls on my sacred ground. Pretty woman cries but makes no sound. I am lost, it don't matter. If the paper house comes tumbling
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song. With joyful ring, all caroling. One seems to hear words of good cheer. From everywhere, filling the air. Oh!, how they pound, raising the sound. O'er hill and dale, telling their tale
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wating for the mission bell. My greatest fear is that I'll wait for you forever. And still I'll never hear the sound, hear the sound. I can't let that happen now. . Release. . Oh apathy, don't
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spotlight. Lighting the scene another world. The flags unfurled into the sky And in the air music is playing. Ingots of gold fall to the ground. Creating sound into the night Time goes sailing on, into
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. To see the remiss, the homing sound Got to get this out, out of my head. Out in the air. Got to get this out, out of my head. Out in the air We expire, but we got a life to live. And just lay, lay
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At the end of a dream. If you know where I mean. When the mist just starts to clear. . In a similar way. At the end of today. I could feel the sound of writing on the wall. It cries for you
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nobody ever hears him. Or the sound he appears to make. And he never seems to notice But the fool on the hill. Sees the sun going down. And the eyes in his head. See the world spinning around And
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, I write checks. (It's clear). Bust, aiyyo what happened to the. (Love). For the game for the music. (Love, I need realness in my life) Aiyyo these niggaz. In the game don't sound the same. Bust
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in a weary sound. Ask Him for the strength I need. Break my heart like a weed. . For all that we've grown. How could we forget. Those who don't know. Or just don't know yet. Let's harvest this
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In the dark, in the dark, just you and I. Not one sound, not one sigh. Just the beat of my poor heart in the dark. . In the dark, in the dark, I get such a thrill. When he presses his fingertips
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should have no future and no past!. . The summer from the top of a swing,. The comfort and the sound of a lullaby,. The innocence of leaves in the spring,. But most of the moment when love first
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am His own. And the joy we share as we tarry there. None other has ever known. He speaks and the sound of His voice. Is so sweet the birds hush their singing. And the melody that He gave to me
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still sound good today. Through the years we dreamed our dreams together. We hoped and prayed and some of them came true. Through the years our memories live forever. And like the music, we made it strong
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Bài hát Start Again - Sub. Sound. Iwake up look in the mirror. Wondering who is look'n back . I'm so lost with myseft. I just can't understand. I say one thing and then do another . My life is set
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no sound. And I begin to feel the ground. . Chorus. All we know is distance. We're close and then we run. Kiss away the difference. I know you hate this one. But this is where the story ends
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you. X4. . Take a note of the scenic road, girl. Take a note of the scenic road, girl. Take a note of the scenic road, girl. Jump around, to the stolen, to the stolen sun/sound. So jump around
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done done done done done). We are. Done with being a silent many. Every voice rings out and carries. No we won’t just go back. Home without you hearing. The sound when the many say. We are done
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paralyzed, -----ized, -----yzed. . On the plane we were mainly sound and lights. In the veins, we could play the blues all night. . The tour of Germany was bleeding into our eyes. And we were sailing
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the stars. And climb that stairway to the stars. With love beside us to fill the night with a song. . We'll hear the sound of violins. Out yonder where the blue begins. The moon will guide us as
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speed to the sound of the poundin',. I'm all into the blinding light,. Come in, come out, come in, come out tonight. Love is a time machine,. Up on the silver screen,. It's all in my mind,. Love is a
