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There is unrest in the forest. There is trouble with the trees. For the Maples want more sunlight. And the Oaks ignore their pleas The trouble with the maples. (And they're quite convinced
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There is unrest in the forest. There is trouble with the trees. For the Maples want more sunlight. And the Oaks ignore their pleas The trouble with the maples. (And they're quite convinced
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When you get the time. Sit down and write me a letter. When you're feeling better. Drop me a line. I wanna know how it all works out. I had a feeling we were fading out. I didn't know that
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There is unrest in the forest,. There is trouble with the trees,. For the maples want more sunlight. And the oaks ignore their pleas. . The trouble with the maples,. (And they're quite
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Is true love a trip to Chinatown. Or being held in one's opium gaze. Under the peach trees. There I'll sit and wait Is true love a long walk through Bryant park. Or being held in the month of May
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While passing through the clouds of diamond dust. As two mock suns arise beside our one. The sun dogs guide the way towards the east. And set behind the valley of calm trees The destination
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I see trees of green, red roses too. I see them bloom for me and you. And I think to myself what a wonderful world. I see skies of blue and clouds of white. The bright blessed day,and the dark sacred
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Each time I touch a rose petal and breathe the sweet fragrance it brings. I know there's a God up in heaven no human could create these things. The dogwood the oak and the willow so gracefully wave
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wind has learned my name. And it's tellin' me that things are not the same. In the leaves on the trees and the touch of the breeze. There's a pleasin' sense of happiness for me. There is only one wish on
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I took an air-rifle, shot a magpie to the ground & it died without a sound. Your skin so pale against the fallen Autumn leaves &. No-one saw us but the trees. . Yeah, the trees, those useless
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I took an air-rifle, shot a magpie to the ground & it died without a sound. Your skin so pale against the fallen Autumn leaves &. No-one saw us but the trees. . Yeah, the trees, those useless
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happen to me?. But now I feel so weak. Dead trees and traffic islands never meet. Is this, is this my defeat?. This purgatory for beginners. Dead trees and traffic islands. Tolerance slips away
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happen to me?. But now I feel so weak. Dead trees and traffic islands never meet. Is this, is this my defeat?. This purgatory for beginners. Dead trees and traffic islands. Tolerance slips away
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I'm finding out what love is all about. And everyday I flee when school is out. I see my baby I get weak in the knees. There's nothing shakin but the leaves on the trees. My daddy told me there'd
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. Somewhere over the rainbow bluebirds fly. And the dream that you dare to,why, oh why can't I? i iiii. Well I see trees of green and. Red roses too,. I'll watch them bloom for me and you. And I think to myself
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even taller than the tallest of trees" And this was the answer I felt. As down at her knees I knelt "On your knees you're taller than trees. You can look over all your heartaches. And son you can look
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Southern trees bear a strange fruit,. Blood on the leaves and blood at the root,. Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze,. Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees. . Pastoral scene of
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fraction of a sign Cerebella sitting on the totem timeline. Unwelcome foreign hands are very hard to find. And hangmen also die in Famagusta's hive. Cerebella sitting on the totem timeline. Unwelcome
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I'm finding out what love is all about. And every day at three when school lets out. I see my baby I get weak in the knees. There's nothin' shakin' but the leaves on the trees. Why must she be
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I'm finding out what love is all about. And every day at three when school lets out. I see my baby I get weak in the knees. There's nothin' shakin' but the leaves on the trees. Why must she be
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I'm finding out what love is all about. And everyday I flee when school is out. I see my baby I get weak in the knees. There's nothing shakin but the leaves on the trees. My daddy told me there'd
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match, to burn a thousand trees. A thousand trees. . Wake up, and smell the rain. Shake up, he's back to stay. He hasn't been on a holiday. His growing seeds don't believe. Why he's been away
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verde claro. Y de un carmнn encendido. Mi verso es un ciervo herido. Que busca en el monte amparo. . The words mean "I am a truthful man from the land of the palm trees. And before dying, I want to
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verde claro. Y de un carmнn encendido. Mi verso es un ciervo herido. Que busca en el monte amparo. . The words mean "I am a truthful man from the land of the palm trees. And before dying, I want to
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Bài hát Season In The Sun - Westlife. Goodbye to you my trusted friend. We've known each other since we were nine or ten. Together we've climbed hills and trees. Learned of love and ABC's. Skinned
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be Ever just the same Ever a surprise Ever as before And ever just as sure The sun will rise Ever just the same And ever a surprise Ever as before And ever just as sure As the sun will rise Tell as old
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verde claro. Y de un carmнn encendido. Mi verso es un ciervo herido. Que busca en el monte amparo. . The words mean "I am a truthful man from the land of the palm trees. And before dying, I want to
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sing (Gil). Music gives you Happiness and Sadness (Sqeezer). But it also, also heals your soul (Nick-BsB). Chorus. Let the music heal your soul. Let the music take control. Let the music give you the
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You can walk in the pine trees. You can sit down. You can hold the earth in your hands You can run from all this. You can go the long way. You can carry my weight the whole way down As the crow
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Oh, the trees grow higher than the mountain. In the land of free love and goodbye. The rivers ever growin' the fish is flowin'. And the love lives in the sky In the night flies a team of white
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' it down, stampin' the ground. Picture gather dust in the bar and the lounge It takes one tree to make a thousand matches. Only takes one match to burn a thousand trees, thousand trees Wake up, smell
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I'm finding out what love is all about. And everyday I flee when school is out. I see my baby I get weak in the knees. There's nothing shakin but the leaves on the trees. My daddy told me there'd
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The holly and the ivy, when they are both full grown. Of all the trees that are in the wood, the holly bears the crown. O the rising of the sun and the running of the deer. The playing of the
