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This is. The day that I. Give myself up cold The dust of ages. Settles on your days. An' so you shake your coat off. An' get on your way Bloodshot and tremblin'. A new day has begun The dust of
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slap our clothes, we shake it off. Cambodia, Laos, Vietnam. Out of the dust reach tiny hands to touch their fathers in other lands Love is locked in these lost eyes. Love is lost in these cold eyes
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, the dark queen of our short days. The heart of flame, the skin of snow,. the cloak of air to kindle our lust. The womb of seas, the bosom of stones,. The cradle of earth will kiss your bones to dust
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keepin his faith. In the Lord up above. Prayin for rain. Through a cloud of dust Yesterday somethin' in town caught his eye. The old hardware store, had a 'Help Wanted' sign. He thought about stoppin
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keepin his faith. In the Lord up above. Prayin for rain. Through a cloud of dust Yesterday somethin' in town caught his eye. The old hardware store, had a 'Help Wanted' sign. He thought about stoppin
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your heel. O'We live in but a shadow of the real. . Step out from time,. See the dust of nations. Step out from time,. Hear the stars' ovation. . Saturn will not sleep until,. The sand has made
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goes down . Oh, drifting up and down that main street drag. Oh, baby wrote her name in it on the dash. Dust in the rear-view heading to see her. Dust on the bottle, coming out of them speakers. Dust
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Holy God man. Well wont you lend me insight. To your counterfeited tyranny. Mouth fulls of christian view. Tthou hath to be blind. Ends so plain to me. Out of body and beside myself. Sold out
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Dust motes in a beam of light. They slow down time. Snowflake on a black wool glove. Melting in the sunlight Dust motes in a beam of light. You left without a fight. Dust motes in a beam of
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darling. All I know. When the nights grow cold. And it's all gone to rust. We can turn it into gold dust. Far from home. With these aching bones. Are you just out of love?. We can turn it into gold dust
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I close my eyes. Only for a moment and the moment's gone. All my dreams. Pass before my eyes with curiosity Dust in the wind. All they are is dust in the wind Same old song. Just a drop of water
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I close my eyes, only for a moment, and the moment's gone. All my dreams, pass before my eyes, a curiosity. Dust in the wind, all they are is dust in the wind. . Same old song, just a drop of
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I close my eyes. Only for a moment and the moment's gone. All my dreams. Pass before my eyes with curiosity Dust in the wind. All they are is dust in the wind Same old song. Just a drop of water
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I close my eyes, only for a moment, and the moment's gone. All my dreams, pass before my eyes, a curiosity. Dust in the wind, all they are is dust in the wind. . Same old song, just a drop of
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of you. I love you, I do for all the little things you do. And I guess I always will. The dust settles again to remind me still. Of a memories I've cherished so long Hold me still, close to your
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Still falling. Breathless and on again. Inside today. Beside me today. Around, broken in two. Till your eyes shed. Into dust. Like two strangers. Turning into dust. Till my hand shook. With the
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If dust could only talk. What would we hear it say?. Before it's brushed aside. Just as it's swept away It's just the evidence. It's of no consequence. It's only flesh and bone. Why don't we
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If dust could only talk. What would we hear it say?. Before it's brushed aside. Just as it's swept away. . It's just the evidence. It's of no consequence. It's only flesh and bone. Why don't
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Dust Lyrics. Artist(Band) Van Hunt. It's just another day. another episode. of hiding under the world. it's just another ray. of merciful hope. i don't expect many more. i'm already insane. i'm
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hanging on the edge of your seat?. Out of the doorway the bullets rip to the sound of the beat, Yeah. Another one bites the dust. Another one bites the dust. And another one gone. And another one gone
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dust in the wind. Same old song. Just a drop of water in an endless sea. All we do. Crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see. Dust in the wind. All we are is dust in the wind. Now, Don't hang on
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Pardon my dust, excuse the mess. we're making somethin' new out of all of this. I'm saying my prayers, and I'm trying to change. so give me some time, 'cause I'm still finding my way Why are you
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