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ti. ar. al. House Of Wolves. Well, I know a thing about contrition,. Because I got enough to spare. And I'll be grantin' your permission,. 'Cause you haven't got a prayer. Well, I said, hey, halleluja
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It's raining outside but that's not unusual. But the way that I'm feeling is becoming usual. I guess you could say. The clouds are moving away. Away from your days. And into mine. . Now it's ra
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Would you like to take this magic potion with me. On a trip to a cosmic playground far beyond. She understands, she's been before. It's in her hands to find the door Sweet Lorraine, let the party c
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Sunrise and the new day's breakin' trough. The morning of another day without you. And as the hours roll by. No one's there to see me cry except the sunrise. The sunrise and you. . Tired eyes dr
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Sunrise and the new day's breakin' through. The morning of another day without you. And as the hours roll by, no one's there to see me cry. Except the sunrise, the sunrise and you Tired eyes drift
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We told our tales as we sat under morning's sleepy sky. With all the colors of the sunrise shining in our eyes. One, then another with a story of yesterday's life. Or of a lover who had gone in a m
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Do we live our lives in moderation?. Does this appear when you're around?. And the deeper in debt. The harder the bet. Your thoughts are one of a clown. . Look out before you sign. Your soul aw
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I had a spider woman. And she was so good. She chained me. In her web so tight. I lost the freedom. Of release that night. So I stayed right by her I dreamt I saw a blind man. Who was singin' a
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In the magic garden, some were singing, some were dancing. While the midnight moon shone brightly overhead. The stars so gayly glistened and the sphinx in silence listened. To the magician tell of
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Stranger than the sunrise. Darker than the night. Fiercer than a rainstorm. This is man's delight. This is man's delight Weaker than a moment. And hot as any fire. Blinder than the blind eye. T
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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 th
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It's rainin' outside but that's not unusual. But the way that I'm feelin's becoming usual. I guess you could say, the clouds are movin' away. Away from your days and into mine Now, it's rainin' ins
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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. Throu
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