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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
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. Didn't anyone hear? Mother, mother, mother Hush child go to sleep. It's only the sound of a gun. Hush child go to sleep. It's only the sound of a gun Looking out my bedroom window. I remember early
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tiThe sound of silence. arSimon & Garfunkel. alThe Graduate(. The sound of silence-Simon & Garfunkel (&. Hello darkness my old friend. ,,. I've come 2 talk with U again. Because a vision softly
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tiThe sound of silence. arSimon & Garfunkel. alThe Graduate(. The sound of silence-Simon & Garfunkel (&. Hello darkness my old friend. ,,. I've come 2 talk with U again. Because a vision softly
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"The Sound Of Silence". Hello darkness, my old friend,. I've come to talk with you again,. Because a vision softly creeping,. Left its seeds while I was sleeping,. And the vision that was planted in
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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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Time's fine. Six o'clock and go. Now I feel alone and lucky. Get my car and drive into the fields. Where I have to work to get my money. Listen, listen oh listen. It's the sound of the
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There is music for lovers. It to be found. In the sound. Of a sigh. And there's music for lovers. In the hush-a-bye dreams. Of a child. When the whole world discovers. That love's the only
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Music makes pictures and often tells stories. All of it magic and all of it true. And all of the pictures and all of the stories. All of the magic, the music is you Music makes pictures and often
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Walk down Portobello road to the sound of reggae. I'm alive. The age of gold, yes the age of. The age of old. The age of gold. The age of music is past. I hear them talk as I walk yes I hear
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Walk down Portobello road to the sound of reggae. I'm alive. The age of gold, yes the age of. The age of old. The age of gold. The age of music is past. I hear them talk as I walk yes I hear
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Walk down Portobello road to the sound of reggae. I'm alive. The age of gold, yes the age of. The age of old. The age of gold. The age of music is past. I hear them talk as I walk yes I hear
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Walk down Portobello road to the sound of reggae. I'm alive. The age of gold, yes the age of. The age of old. The age of gold. The age of music is past. I hear them talk as I walk yes I hear
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Well I've been feeling a little bad cause I've been feeling a little better without you. It's a little like rain but it's a lot like a sunny day. And it's hard to explain but the sound of your name
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All hail to the Lords of the Ring. To the magic and mystery they bring. To the music in their story All hail to the Lords of the Ring. To the magic and mystery they bring. To the lands of ancient
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remains. 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
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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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Well, Northern Georgia, highway 41. Beside the carpet mills and the gas stations. There was a music store slash radio shack. With the sound of dreamers jammin' in the back Well, we rocked all
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wanna get you over by my side. When you're next to me babe,. You can only ever do right. So come on over to my side. When you're next to me babe,. You can only ever do right. That's the sound of a
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remember me as. The one who let you down. But never made another sound of fear Some people like to call me Chuck. It's Charles and you are * outta luck. If you think you know what happens next. You
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remember me as. The one who let you down. But never made another sound of fear Some people like to call me Chuck. It's Charles and you are * outta luck. If you think you know what happens next. You
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boogie down. Play a hip tune that's. Got a funky sound. Make it funky, funky music. . Happy music makes you. Feel good all the time. Happy music takes your. Troubles off your mind. . Happy music
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honesty One likes to believe in the freedom of music. But glittering prizes and endless compromises. Shatter the illusion of integrity, yeah Invisible airwaves crackle with life. Bright antennae bristle
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, tremulous and tender. Turn your face away from the garish light of day. Turn your thoughts away from cold, unfeeling light. And listen to the music of the night. . Close you eyes and surrender to your
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Bài hát The Sound of Silence - Pentatonix. Hello darkness, my old friend. I've come to talk with you again. Because a vision softly creeping. Left its seeds while I was sleeping. And the vision that
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there. Doesn't matter who you are or where you're from. Come and dance to the music of the sun. Forget about your troubles it's alright. Let them go till we see the morning light. Feel the beat as
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I want to go, I want to run, run to the places where I can be I wanna know, what is the sound, sound of something behind me I want to go, I got to run, run to the moment I set me free You tell me now
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know is what I feel. Music sets me free I don't mind walking in the rain. Ooo, tears of Heaven soothe my pain. Love is the sound that makes me sing. I love to play a melody But you can't hear the
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I made. Countless thoughts on my mind taking over me. I'm so tired of thinking. So I turn the music up louder. Drown the noise out. Stay there for hours. Lost in the Sound. Turn it up louder. Shaking
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, tremulous and tender. Turn your face away from the garish light of day. Turn your thoughts away from cold, unfeeling light. And listen to the music of the night Close your eyes and surrender to your
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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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, tremulous and tender. Turn your face away from the garish light of day. Turn your face away from cold, unfeeling light. And listen to the music of the night Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest
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Bombs are falling on me since you been gone. Shook my world feels like it's Armageddon. It's not a earthquake 'ake or tsunami. What you hear is the sound of my breaking heart. The sound of my
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Free the music, unleash the vibe. Of a psychedelic relic from the trailer park tribe. With a 12 pack of audio beer. Designed to make you move like a puppeteer. Twang town sound taking a trip
