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Hymn. Barclay James Harvest. 1977. Valley's deep and the mountains so high, if you want to. See God you've got to move to the other side. You stand up there with your head in the clouds, don't
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. A dream of ages every one. We sold our souls for senseless gain. And brought our harvest home in vain. (Above the seven seas is one) Yesterday our songs of glory shone. A dream of ages every one
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The long and winding road that leads to your door. Here comes the sun it's alright people shout for more. But were you trying to deceive telling me. All you need is love to succeed. Across the uni
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Valley's deep and the mountain's so high. If you want to see God, you've got to move on the other side. You stand up there with your head in the clouds. Don't try to fly, you know you might not com
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Circles in the sky. White as paper fly. Sound of seagulls crying fills the air. High above the lonely one is there. Jonathan he cares. To feel better. Like the passing wind. Swooping down again
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I woke up to a feeling, it was cold by my side. You had gone with the sunrise, leaving tears in my eyes. I got up with a feeling of an emptiness inside. To the noise of the sidewalk and the silence
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To our fore the harbour lights. Shining out like beacons burning. They can stop this endless night. They can stop the wheels from turning Faces in a setting sun. Say again that we soon will be one
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Voices in the air, drifting from afar. Evening finds her waking, dancing with the stars. And when I'm waiting for the sun to smile upon my face. Moongirl's softly sleeping, daylight dreams away. S
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My friends, it's not what you were famous for. But now the whole world's watching you. If we could help you then you know we would. But we don't know just what to do Eye to eye our ways are not the
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Capricorn, man of war. Honor bright, the long midnight. In the hour before, you lose your head. The thief will paint the sunlight red, sunlight red Deep blue sea witnessed by. Flocks of ships as t
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Came to your border. Looking back into the night. Falling down on the city lights far away Tell me the answer. "Who knows the wrong from the right?". Years may come and years they go. You've seen
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Look in my eyes. See the light of the universe. I'm man, born of God. Not a clown in disguise My skin is bronze, my hair is gold. The power within me lights the way. To wealth and fame. All in m
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I have seen the streets and alleyways. Of a million faceless towns. The camera comes, the camera goes. Filming our blues for the late night news. We gather round. Never searching for our innocenc
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