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Oh the days go by so slowAnd lovers sighFrom here to TokyoAnd if you’re talking to yourself right nowYou’re probably aloneSo am II guess that’s nice

Everlasting

George Rowe

Think About That

2003

had always been I am

Everlasting, You are my God
You were and are and always will be
Never ending songs cry holy, holy
For You are worthy, You are

Although they be not nigh.

Thus deare damzelle I do give
Good night and so am gone:
With your hartes desires long live,
Still joy, and never mone.
Lulla

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
I travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something. 

Some of them want

Go outside I've been hungry for a while
It's 3 a.m. we're going Mapo dumplings style
Vendors are loud clogged by anonymous crowds
Get on the red line

the church 
By the Am... you up in the dirt 
Cause When 9 drop a 30 pack 
Mob ties niggaz get whacked
On word... you getting clap
Jay z... niggaz fade to black

If music be the food of love,
sing on till I am fill'd with joy
for then my list'ning soul you move
to pleasures that can never cloy.
Your eyes, your

I am no longer whom you claim me to be
He only lives in your memory as a ghost with no recollection of shared history

You're already dead to me

I

The seeds that I sowed 
Manifested into what I am celebrating
You were working overtime on my behalf
The tears, the pain, the sleepless nights
Were all worth

What am I to think if I don't really know what's here 
When you're on the brink everything seems so unclear 

Just take me away, now 
Way out 

Take

addiction, look how it serves me

I am one with my love now
So drink me

Go outside I've been hungry for a while
It's 3 am we're going Mapo Dumplings style
Vendors are loud clogged by anonymous crowds
Get on the red line

Come back
A hesitant stare to the sun
My young adulthood hometown
Changed since I began
Molding and dissolving
everything I am

Anti matter keeps you

Do you tired of burning by yourself,
Don't you wanna hurt somebody else.
Why you always keeping it inside,
Just a scrambling soul without a sight.

vacilando en la misma esquina
que me ve surgir

You are my queen 
i am your king
you are my love
my everything
you make me feel
that i can fly 
into the sky ,

we're both afraid I am with you all along
As we cut through a park where an old man strums a song
Of a love that thought him lost and went her way with no

Collapsed laughter running, falling, drifting, across the mine field of your thoughts dissolved, wondering: "Who am I? Why should I be alone, alone?"

Sweet dreams are made of this who am I to disagree
I travel the world and the seven seas, everybody is lookin for something.
Some of them want to use

the ocean

I wanna grow olives
By the water and the mountains
vision is
When you bike through a mountain village
When you feel thin in the afternoon sun

I know you can't see me
But I'm standing right beside you
Welcome to Camp Demons
Your tent is over there
Make sure you are asleep by Twelve AM
Trust

We live on the same planet
But in two different worlds
We don't have anything
In common

I am no one
But you are much more less
You'll feel

Oh no, oh no
I can hear the church organ play
Can you hear the children sing
Am I in danger now
Don't mind, don't care
We can't hear a word that you

You're questing for the truth
In all of its glory
You follow what's written on the walls
By your prophets and their stories
I am searching for those

still covered in dirt and if you ever wanna find Me, I'm out in the county
Still gonna go home for Christmas, gonna set up the ornaments, still gonna come