Lyrics:
Each day through my window I watch her as she passes by
I say to myself you're such a lucky guy,
To have a girl like her is truly a dream come true
you've shaken me I'm knocked down under your spell.
Your disenchanted rhapsody plays me like a hollow shell.
These days go laughing by.
Am I ever
to the other galaxies
I've been singing through my channel it's a rhapsody
Breathe in the air all day day day day
I be making love all day, still
Yup
Filling my
'At the Edge' is written for solo cello. It is 12 minutes long and is composed of 3 movements: Bagatelle, Barcarolle and Rhapsody.
'At the Edge' is
all alone, she plays, well... anything she likes
A lullaby about a llama, with a dish and spoon
Followed by a ditty called Alpacas on the Moon
Sweet
All things through christ
Who strengthens me
Read rhapsody of reality
Meditate and we seek his face
Got his love and we have his grace
And there's
Bird and magic at the same time
Word is action we made by
Mamba mentality been through oppression and the tragedy
Action with the Rhapsody
Is the only
geese
Someday, everything is going to be
Smooth like a rhapsody
When I paint my masterpiece
Sailing around the world in a dirty gondola
Oh, to be back in
Each day through my window I watch her as she passes by
I say to myself you're such a lucky guy,
To have a girl like her is truly a dream come true
Understand how Whitney felt
Cause everyday
I'm letting the world pass me by
Chilling in my own stance, doing my own dance
I'm my own man minutes sitting
Each day through my window I watch her as she passes by
I say to myself you're such a lucky guy,
To have a girl like her is truly a dream come true
Each day through my window I watch her as she passes by
I say to myself you're such a lucky guy,
To have a girl like her is truly a dream come true
Each day through my window I watch her as she passes by
I say to myself you're such a lucky guy,
To have a girl like her is truly a dream come true
Talking by the pool of light, language from America.
She puts on the film of him, King is white and in the crowd
They are not a melting pot, say
Talking by the pool of light, language from America.
She puts on the film of him, King is white and in the crowd
They are not a melting pot, say
Talking by the pool of light, language from America.
She puts on the film of him, King is white and in the crowd
They are not a melting pot, say
Like the birds in the trees
My heart sings a rhapsody of love for you
Girl, you won my heart the very first time
I layed eyes on you
I know your
a rhapsody in blood.
As i must, I do not trust Mister Moon above.
And they say: "Nertz!"
Kill me later. Worry later.
They all disappear from view.
Kill me
but he's broke
He's so sad, that he knows
When he goes back to his mobile home
That's when it's back to the lab again, yo
This whole rhapsody
He better
Tortured by my dreams
Crippled by anxiety screams
My sanity is vanity
I come around angrily
I do this for my family
Took him from me, banditry
This mind
Clarity is a child of this hour
Blossome on, chained by grief
Wipe your cold dimension
You feel you ll fall like autumn leaf
You obscure morphs that
Laugh it off cause comedy can get you through the tragedy
Of living in a world that is bound by the laws of gravity
Sad to see society’s sycophantic
Thousands of evictions
In a trillion-dollar ghost-town.
Held hostage
By cosplay militias.
Paid by warlords
Stealing pennies from paupers.
Starve
that, but he's broke
He's so stagnant, he knows, when he goes back to this mobile home, that's when it's
Back to the lab again, yo, this whole rhapsody
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