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rather be here Hello down there, the mooring made of sailors in the air. Keeping the midnight stars held high. We are captains of the sky. Waving goodbye Hello down there, the mooring made of sailors in
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tiCaptains And Cruise Ships. arOwl City. alOf June. Owl City - Captains And Cruise Ships. FOR YYT. I am stuck in L. A. Through the week and can't get away. And you're alone on the pier. In West Palm
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. As their flags were torn at half mast in the ruins of the town There were white sails on the water for the crippled on the beach. There was a lack of ammunition so the cause was incomplete. When the
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The soldier boy for his soldier's pay, obeys. The sergeant at arms, whatever he says. The sergeant will for his sergeant's pay, obey. The captains until his dying day. The captain will, for his
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Bài hát Top Of The World - The Carpenters. Such a feelin's comin' over me . There is wonder in 'most ev'ry thing I see. Not a cloud in the sky, got the sun in my eyes. And I won't be surprised if
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I heard the men saying something. The captains tell they pay you well. And they say they need sailing men to. Show the way and leave today. Was it you that said, "How long, how long?" They say
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Song Running With The Boys. Singer Lights. We were kind of feral, wicked little machines. Captains and Cavalries forming empires in the shade of the trees. Without hesitation, kings of the forest
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. Voices of Babylon, streets of London. Back to the people that we know so well. Space and time removed too soon to tell. Just a product of imagination. Patiently we wait for our turn to come. A small
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Bài hát In The Name Of Love - Martin Garrix, Bebe Rexha. If I told you. This was only gonna hurt. IfI warned you. That the fire is gonna burn. Would you walk in. Would you let me do it first. Do it
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Bài hát Rhythm Of The Rain - The Cascades. Listen to the rhythm of the falling rain . Telling me just what a fool I've been . I wish that it would go and let me cry in vain . And let me be alone
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Nighttime sharpens, heightens each sensation. Darkness stirs and wakes imagination. Silently the senses abandon their defenses. Helpless to resist the notes I write. For I composed the music of
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Chorus. Legends never die. When the world is callin' you. Can you hear them screaming out your name?. Legends never die. They become a part of you. Every time you bleed for reaching greatness
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little bit of information before I leave you. . You gotta go for the throat (you can use your own imagination). You gotta do it alone (just a little bit of information). I am what I am (you can use
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drivin' through the traffic lights. And away from who they are. But I've been thinkin' of you. In this great city of great solitude Crossin' the central reservation of my imagination. Searchin' for the
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Night time sharpens, heightens each sensation. Darkness stirs and wakes imagination. Silently the senses abandon their defenses. . Slowly, gently, night unfurls it's splendour. Grasp it, sense it
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hall of fame. And the world's gonna know your name. Cause you burn with the brightest flame. And the world's gonna know your name. And you'll be on the walls of the hall of fame. You could go the
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Night time sharpens. Heightens each sensation. Darkness wakes and stirs imagination. Silently the senses. Abandon their defenses. Helpless to resist, the notes I write. For I compose the music of the
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ass cracks. Lay these ponies at the track. It's my chocolate attack. *, I'm stepping in the heart of this here. Care bear reppin' it harder this year. Watch me as I gravitate. Hahahahahahaa. Yo, we
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Nighttime sharpens, heightens each sensation. Darkness stirs and wakes imagination. Silently the senses abandon their defenses Slowly, gently, night unfurls it's splendor. Grasp it, sense it
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Bài hát Music Of The Night - Paul Potts. Night time sharpens, heightens each sensation. Darkness stirs and wakes imagination. Silently the senses abandon their defenses. Slowly, gently, night unfurls
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Nighttime sharpens, heightens each sensation. Darkness stirs and wakes imagination. Silently the senses abandon their defenses Slowly, gently, night unfurls its splendor. Grasp it, sense it
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Music by the *** Pistols. Lyrics by Anthrax. . . There was a bunch of roadies. And this here is their story. A scurvy bunch of evil twits. Who never say they're sorry. . They've traveled
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Song Return Of The Fly - The 69 Eyes. Return of the fly. Return of the fly. With Vincent Price. Yeah, return of the fly. Helen Delambre, Helen Delambre. Francois, Francois. Return of the fly. You
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The joy of the Lord will be my strength. I will not falter, I will not faint. He is my Shepherd, I am not afraid. The joy of the Lord is my strength The joy of the Lord. The joy of the Lord. The
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. Within the sound of silence. In restless dreams I walked alone. Narrow streets of cobblestone,. neath the halo of a street lamp,. I turned my collar to the cold and damp. When my eyes were stabbed by the
