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Lenas been burning both ends of her candle. Shes over her head in complication and scandal. But Lena takes her troubles in stride. As she runs to the bottle,. To confess and confide,. Lena surren
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How delicate the tracery of her fine lines. Like the moonlight lacetops of the evening pines. Like a song half heard through a closed door. Like an old book when you cannot read the writing anymore
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I'm tired of tracing vapor trail, ghost letters in the sky. Living life in daydreams, watching precious time get by. Circle around this great big world, just chasing smoke. And never touching groun
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We are going, heaven knows where we are going, . We'll know we're there. We will get there, heaven knows how we will get there, . We know we will. . It will be hard we know. And the road will be
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tiCloudy. arSimon & Garfunkel. al. Cloudy / Simon & Garfunkel. Cloudy. The sky is gray and white and cloudy. Sometimes I think it's hanging down on me. And it's a hitchhike a hundred miles. I'm a
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(Art Garfunkel recorded old people in various locations in New York and Los Angeles over a period of several months. These voices were taken from those tapes. ) . Man 1 I got little in this world
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tiThe Boxer. arSimon & Garfunkel. alThe Best of Simon & Garfunkel. Artist Simon and Garfunkel. Album The Best of Simon & Garfunkel. Title The Boxer. I am just a poor boy. though my story's seldom
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tiThe Boxer. arSimon & Garfunkel. alThe Best of Simon & Garfunkel. Artist Simon and Garfunkel. Album The Best of Simon & Garfunkel. Title The Boxer. I am just a poor boy. though my story's seldom
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Everyone has gone away. Can you hear me? Can you hear me?. No one cared enough to stay. Can you hear me? You must remember me, old man. I know that you can if you try. So just open up your eyes,
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I watch the distant lights on the runway. Disappear into the evening sky. Oh you know I'm with you on your journey. Never could say, "Goodbye" It's not the sun you're trying to find. Something els
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Clearing skies and drying eyes. Now I see your smile. Darkness goes and softness shows. A changing style Just in time words that rhyme. Well bless your soul. Now I'll fill your hands. With kisse
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All in the merry month of May,. When green buds all are swellin'. Sweet William on his deathbed lay for love of Barbara Allen. He sent his servant to the town,. The place where she did dwell in.
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I met you once before the first time. Cinema 1 or 2, I noticed you. Standing in line, your eyes met mine. And I could not look away There we were in a perfect moment. A perfect moment in time. Fo
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Went to school in cars, in our cars, pretty girls. Cruisin' after the game, watchin' radio. Let your baby know in cars, restaurant mobile. Two behind the wheel like double-neck guitars. In our car
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All week long we've been looking at. Horizons and it's hard on the brain. Sometimes I wonder is it the car or the. Highway that rolls through the rain. This day has no number. This day has no nam
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Wake up my love beneath the midday sun. Alone once more alone. This traveling boy was only passing through. But he will always think of you One night of love beside a strange young smile. As warm
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I've been watching you. Holding on for me. But through the waiting and the wonder. Somehow you still believe. If your faith is strong. Someday you will find. It may not be like you expect it. B
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