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Bài hát Uneven Odds - Sleeping At Last. I once knew your father well. He fought tears as he spoke of your mother's health. I guess a part of him just couldn’t return. Forgiveness is a lesson he
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Say what you really want to say. And the truest of forms will show. Finallly you'll find your soul. . They impose the endless fight. To always be perfect. It seems they have been chosen. To be
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Bài hát Heirloom - Sleeping At Last. You try your hardest to leave the past alone. This crooked posture is all you've ever known. It is the consequence of living in between. The weight of family and
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Hurry, hurry. Come quickly. And leave all logic aside. Don't say a word. Just listen carefully to me. . . "The world is ours if we could only let it be". . Every move we make. Will trigger a
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I feel the light upon my skin, . Like finger-tips. Reminding me that night must end. . Be brave. Like bridges underwater, . Keeping strong beyond their time. I feel the light upon my skin, . R
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All that is beautiful. Will not be beautiful to me. Unless it's perfect. Ourside of these walls is an awful place. As far as I can tell. . We are not the enemy we are not the enemy inside. . W
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Bài hát The Projectionist - Sleeping At Last. When I was young I fell in love with story,. With the eleventh hour, with the blaze of glory. The theater lights *** and all goes quiet. In the darkest
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In this sea of change, understanding is our shore. I disappear. With no control. The current is strong, my arms are weak. But you are the branch within my reach. Though I cannot catch my breath.
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Just when we think. There is allegiance. There is never quite enough time left. To prove our beliefs,. To prove we are strong. . We just need some sleep. We just need some time to clear our cro
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If you listen just right, you can almost hear it. The symphony of secrecy, life, and fear. (The search for love, but finding fear). . Like a moth to the flame we become helpless. To the beautiful
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Bài hát North - Sleeping At Last. We will call this place our home,. The dirt in which our roots may grow. Though the storms will push and pull,. We will call this place our home. We’ll tell our
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Bài hát East - Sleeping At Last. I set out to rule the world. With only a paper shield and a wooden sword. No mountain dare stand in my way,. Even the oceans tremble in my wake. The tide is brave
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Bài hát South - Sleeping At Last. Some truths, over time, can learn to play nice. Some truths are sharper than knives. Some truths we only see in the corners of our eyes. Some truths we wish we