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Your echoes. Bursting of the walls into my heart. Echoes. Reaching me no matter where you are. Your echoes. This is really and baby, I can't let go. I can't help surrender to your echoes
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Though you are gone I still wear your ring. They're playing the song we used to sing. Echoes of love, echoes of love. Are coming to me out of the past The letters you wrote, I treasure them so
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echoes of a heart Coming off the ceiling, rolling down the hall. Through a vacant feeling like a distant call. I hear nothing but the rise and fall Not a sound, then it starts. Something speaks from the
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The city breathing. The people churning. The conversating. The price is what? The conversating. This place is heaven. And if you see them. They'll say it what? Life makes echoes. If you see
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Though you are gone, I still wear your ring. They're playing the song we used to sing. Echoes of love, echoes of love. Are coming to me out of the past. The letters you wrote I treasure them so
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You will be always on my mind. I don’t know how to say goodbye. I wasn’t brave enough to cry. I try to leave it all behind. But echoes of you come back around. . I hear the echoes of your love
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You will be always on my mind. I don’t know how to say goodbye. I wasn’t brave enough to cry. I try to leave it all behind. But echoes of you come back around. . I hear the echoes of your love
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You will be always on my mind. I don’t know how to say goodbye. I wasn’t brave enough to cry. I try to leave it all behind. But echoes of you come back around. . I hear the echoes of your love
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Verse. Throw a rock into a pond. Ripples fade away. Human Hearts aren't so lucky. Love's battle scars remain (Oh). I can't let go of the. One thing I wanted most. I'm chasing echoes. Echoes of your
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regions. Echoes from the other world turn horizons into endless ever present. Echoes. Many other worlds true horizon starts to turn. Numberless names with the force of the ninth wave. Keep to the call
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I have heard the echoes in the dark. Dim and distant voices of the past. And I've seen so far into the night. And lingered in the land of no light Far beyond the shrouded hours of dawn. Through
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I have heard the echoes in the dark. Dim and distant voices of the past. And I've seen so far into the night. And lingered in the land of no light. . Far beyond the shrouded hours of dawn
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Is it strange? Is it weird?. They come in search of truth. We must be on the spot. There's only me and you. . And you were fine. All your thoughts. Are out of mind. . It doesn't start,. It
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. A million light years away from me. Straight for the eye of destiny. Reaching the point of tears Behind the dreams of mastery. Love dies silently. Torn to the flesh as the fire bleeds. Echoes of
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Voices inside my head. Echoes of things that you said. Voices inside my head. Echoes of things that you said Voices inside my head. Echoes of things that you said. Voices inside my head. Echoes
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The moon is down. Casting it's shadow over the night-haunted town. Mystical figures under the silence of light The trembling air. Drifts slowly, unseen over the houses there. And echoes changing
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, dear, ever since we've been apart. I know dear that I was wrong, I can't go on. For you're always in the echo of my heart. . My heart echoes now that you're gone dear. My heart echoes with misery
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on the studio wall,. Concert hall. And echoes with the sounds of salesmen. Of salesmen. Of salesmen.
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shimmering with hate. By-Tor and the Snow Dog. Square for battle, let the fray begin. . The battle's over and the dust is clearing. Disciples of the Snow Dog sound the knell. Rejoicing echoes as the dawn
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shimmering with hate. By-Tor and the Snow Dog. Square for battle, let the fray begin. . The battle's over and the dust is clearing. Disciples of the Snow Dog sound the knell. Rejoicing echoes as the dawn
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shimmering with hate. By-Tor and the Snow Dog. Square for battle, let the fray begin. . The battle's over and the dust is clearing. Disciples of the Snow Dog sound the knell. Rejoicing echoes as the dawn
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Midnight in the subway she's on her way home. She tries hard not to run but she feels she's not alone. Echoes of footsteps follow close behind. But she dare not turn around. Turn around, turn
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. Hearing the sound of the. Man's head dropping to the floor. . Falling axe. Sprays blood on the wall. Another head to the top of the mound. Quiet whining echoes from the walls. The last words before
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with the energy. Emotional feedback on timeless wavelength. Bearing a gift beyond price, almost free For the words of the prophets were written on the studio wall. Concert hall. And echoes with the
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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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live in the space between nights. The echoes of who's seen who in my mind. Underneath this elephant sky. It feels like I'm searching. Searching for something. . Weigh me down. I dream of steady
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Song Chronicles of a Fallen Love - The Bloody Beetroots, Greta Svabo Bech. I'm in the dark, I'm underwater. Searching for a teardrop in the water. I can feel your shadow over me. I can hear your
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I hear the bells echoes only into the nite. Like the winds blowin’ softly to and fro. The moonlit nite reflects the stars above. Like fire flies in the sky what’s the use of being there alone. When I
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there soon. For home a song that echoes on. And all who find us will know the tune. Some folk we never forget. Some kind we never forgive. Haven't seen the back of us yet. We'll fight as long as we live
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Bài hát Đồng Hồ Tuyết - Trương Vĩnh Đạt. Flames of fire, burns the sky. In the blackened night, I hear the. Ancient cry saddened tears, falls from above. Storms of grief, embrace my soul. Through the
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the beating of your heart . Echoes the beating of the drums . There is a life about to start . When tomorrow comes! . Will you join in our crusade? . Who will be strong and stand with me? . Somewhere
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The skies over Cuba turned pink with the light. And the waterfront ritual began to ignite. All the ships in the harbor were warmed by the sun. Twenty-fifth of November, 1921. . On the old
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. Birthmarks Of superior one. False messiah We have become. Embrace the powers of death. The darkness so grand
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am the storm You'll hear my echoes of anger. You'll fear the roar of my thunder. Nightmares, confusion will come true. Aces and eights are the fate that you drew Lightning bolts become my swords
