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There's a rhythm under the song. And it beats for the old and the young. And it pounds in the back of the sun. It's the sound of one drummer, one drum There's a rhythm, it's subtle yet strong. And
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Child star, child star. You've reached the end of the road. They only wanted you. When you were good as gold. . Child star, child star. You've had a pretty long run. Go back to the real world.
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God so loved the idiot boy. He gave him a pair of eyes to explore. Gave him a pair of hands to destroy. Any good thing that he found. . Put this kid in a candy store. Let him run around until he
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of all the virtues known to man. patience is one i understand. it's in the coming through the coming through. where it pays off in the end we've all been distracted by the unreal. told to take sho
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The end must come for some good reason. I've heard it said before. To everything a time and season. What was this season for?. . In a flash, in a flash. There one moment and gone in a flash. .
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Sometimes in anger we seem to forget. All the wrongs that have been done to us. We've done to others and regret, pull back. You'll see the picture that much clearer. . Anyone. Anyone can make an
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More than once around. More than once so near. Left standin' here to witness. Summer blowin' town But it all works out. In it's own sweet time. What comes to mind is forgiveness. Summer blowin'
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Under every sky of baby blue. Is an undercurrent of rain. Under every trial life puts you through. Is an undercurrent of change. . Though the sun now is shrouded in gray. It's pulling the wool o
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First chance I get, I'm gonna write you a letter. Tell you everything I'm feeling. First chance I get, I'm going to make it better. Then we can both start healing But right now, there's blood every
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It's really coming down. Raining cats and hounds. And falling on parades. And on the plans we made. . But there'll be other days. And things will turn our way. The rain has got to fall. It's A
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There's a rhythm under the song. And it beats for the old and the young. And it pounds in the back of the sun. It's the sound of one drummer, one drum. . There's a rhythm, it's subtle yet strong.
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As I try to be the man for her. Far across the sea and land for her. The deep within my blood is sand. Until I drink what makes me mad for her, oh She's my Brandy Alexander. Always gets me into tr
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Ron Sexsmith. Exit Strategy Of The Soul. Spiritude. a short instrumental
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I woke up on Galbraith Street. Where the houses stood like twins. Oh, and even though the door's been closed. I can find a way to get back in For in daydreams my mind returns. Like a ghost upon th
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Secret heart. What are you made of. What are you, so afraid of. Could it be, three simple words. Or the fear of being overheard. Whats wrong?. Let her in on your secret heart. . Secret heart.
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I will keep you in my thoughts my darling. Thoughts and prayers. I will take you in my heart my darling. Everywhere. In my dreams. Ive been searching for that door of which Im certain leads to yo
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He don't know how to lie or undermine you. He don't know how to steal how to deal or deceive. So leave him alone set him free, 'cause he's speaking with the angel. Speaking with the angel that only
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with the graceful and grotesque the morning rings. hear the garbage truck roll by hear the birds begin to sing. their song of love and praise and may their happy sound. be strong enough to raise ou
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from the darkness to a seed of light. from a garden to a sheet of ice. i feel you move in every sunrise. in the trembling of the leaves this is how i know you're near me from the ashes of a broken
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